The vicious female supporting role was read by the mind, and she stopped trying to kill herself and

The car has returned to St. Martin.

But Fang Wenzhou's triple AK was steady and accurate, and the bullets followed him like a shadow.

After a fierce bombardment, one of their teammates was swept off the car, and was then killed by Yan Shiqiu.

The RWT captain's face was so dark that ink could almost drip out.

The pride of having just conquered St. Martin had not yet worn off when two of their team members were wiped out just as they left the city.

The words "An opponent of this level doesn't arouse my interest in fighting" seemed to have become a slap in the face.

Ah Qing, whose screen had been blank for a long time, finally dared to shout out: "It's QY's people!"

The other team dancing St. Martin is actually them?

The team that was at the same level as them did not choose to fight after jumping San Martin, but instead attacked them from outside!

Another eliminated teammate also cursed: "They are so shameless!"

"Ah Si, why are you hitting me?" Ah Qing was furious.

"Okay," the captain's eyes showed impatience, "In that situation just now, there was no way I could save you. Why are you so angry?"

The most important thing right now is to find a safe place to recover and then replace this broken equipment.

"This is a big place, they won't be able to get in here in time," he said, "Apply pesticides immediately and leave here."

The commentators were speechless after seeing the dramatic scene.

After a brief silence, the audience suddenly burst into excited screams.

"QY! QY!"

Qiao Mumu, who was beside Yan Shian, waved the cheering stick in her hand frantically: "My husband is so handsome!"

Yan Shian nodded frantically, and the two springs on his head left afterimages: "Your husband is really handsome!"

"What do you mean my husband?" Qiao Mumu said generously, "our husband."

Yan Shian shook his head frantically: "No, no, no, your husband, your husband."

Qiao Mumu: This little sister is quite polite.

She happily continued to watch the big screen.

Here, as the RWT captain thought, Yan Shiqiu and others did not chase in.

One of the principles of their team is to quit while the going is good.

Having successfully defeated their biggest threat, the four were in a good mood.

The other three were very excited, and Ge Tai and Chen Jiajun kept chattering.

Although Fang Wenzhou didn't say anything, the smile in his eyes was very obvious.

But the next second, he thought of something, pursed his lips, and his smile faded.

"Alright, calm down," Yan Shiqiu said at the right time, "There are so many teams behind us, we need to be alert and not get carried away."

The three of them responded in unison: "Got it!"

Because there were two fewer teams at once, RWT's style of play became very conservative.

Yan Shiqiu and his men ran towards the direction where the gunshots came from.

If it turns out to be a melee, they will take advantage of the chaos to kill a few people.

If the gunfire was not very frequent, they would stay away and not join in the fun.

In short, everything is based on preserving the strength of your own team.

Soon, there were only eight teams left on the field, including them.

The poison circle has occupied two-thirds of the entire map.

At this time, the area in the center of the safe zone is the villa area, which happens to include Saint Martin.

After going around in circles, they are back.

Yan Shiqiu made a prompt decision: "Enter the city."

Everyone thought that QY had some ambush strategy, but they saw a group of four people, each carrying a shotgun.

Like an old man, he lay motionless in the room.

The QY fans who were watching the live broadcast were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

[Okay, okay, you're the sixth again, huh? ]

[They clearly have the ability to defeat four opponents with one, but they chose to be the sixth. I remembered a famous scene in the past where a team was so angry that they cursed their mothers. ]

[I have to say, this is the right decision. Entering the circle early can take the initiative, so as not to be stuck outside the circle. ]

But Xiao Heizi and RWT fans don’t think so.

Seeing that the four QY members were all lying down, they immediately picked up their keyboards and started charging.

[Wow, oh, oh, sixth in the finals, is this QY's strength? ]

[Haha, the ambush on RWT just now was just a surprise move. You know what QY's strength is.]

[I really don't know how they made it to the finals. They are doing this kind of trick at this time. They don't respect the game or their opponents at all! ]

When QY’s fans saw this, they were so shocked that they immediately picked up their keyboards and started fighting back.

[What's your son's name? Why don't you go to the finals first and see]

[What strength! My Zhou Shen defeated three enemies at once. If it weren't for the three heads and three armors, they would have been defeated long ago. Didn't you see your master escape with only a little health left? I'll make that scene into an animated picture later! ]

[Why don’t you respect the game? The RWT captain’s comment was disrespectful, but he was immediately slapped in the face. It was so funny]

The barrage was filled with smoke, but the players and spectators on the scene were not affected and were immersed in the tense and exciting atmosphere of the game.

Seeing that the four members of QY seemed to really intend to stay still, the commentator was at a loss whether to laugh or cry, and turned his attention to other teams.

"It seems that QY is planning to win by playing it safe. Let's see what other teams are doing right now."

Commentator No. 2 casually cut to the screen: "Let's see what FHZ is going to do."

"Okay, we can see that FHZ is still in full formation. They are driving and their target looks clear. There is no gunfire around, so they should also be planning to enter the circle."

"Okay, we've stopped the car. They chose St. Martin just like QY, and then entered—"

Commentator No. 2 got stuck in the middle of his speech. He raised his voice incredulously, "Entered the house where QY is?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, four gunshots rang out in succession.

All are equal under the trolls.

Before FHZ could react, he saw his screen go black instantly.

Yan Shian: “…”

Oh my god! If she was from FHZ, she would be so pissed off.

After successfully ambushing four people, Yan Shiqiu made a prompt decision: "Change location."

But the other teams around obviously heard the noise and did not come closer.

The circle kept shrinking, and soon it was as big as St. Martin.

Circle of Destiny!

Yan Shiqiu picked up his sniper and said, "Brothers, let's get started!"

There are now seven teams left.

After a fierce battle, only Yan Shiqiu and Fang Wenzhou were left in QY.

Chen Jiajun glanced at the report: "There are six left. The two from RWT also managed to survive. The other two are lone wolves."

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In previous competitions, few people paid attention to the team’s voice chat, so not many people discovered that Chen Jiajun actually had another skill.

He has a photographic memory.

Now it has shrunk to the second-to-last poison circle, and there are people living in the building in the center of the circle.

The situation of Yan Shiqiu and the other person was not very good.

There are people in the building and there are people behind him.

And the people in the building are most likely RWT, and they are stuck in the middle.

Commentator No. 2 beamed with joy: "Obviously, the captain of QY also realized that they are stuck. There are two members of RWT in the building, and the two behind them are lone wolves. What decision will they make?"

"However, QY's gunners are still here, so they should still have a good chance of winning."

The two lone wolves outside the building couldn't help it.

They are at the outermost edge of the poison circle and they simply cannot withstand the poison.

"Two contestants outside the building chose the building where QY was. One of them was going to the exact location where Fang Wenzhou was. When he climbed through the window, he saw a pitch-black gun pointed at him."

Commentator No. 1 said faintly: "I don't know whether his psychological trauma is bigger or the psychological trauma of FHZ who was just wiped out by six teams is bigger."

"Oh!"

"boom!"

Two voices sounded in succession. Commentator No. 1 looked at the fallen man and suddenly widened his eyes: "Wait, what's going on!?"