Dark Zone Gold Hunt

However, Leng Feng, who was watching the battle outside, suddenly lowered his head and his eyes fell on the watch on his wrist.

He stared at the dial, watching the time pass by, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Wei Zhongguo, who was standing nearby, noticed Leng Feng's little gesture. Curious, he came over and asked with a smile, "Principal Leng Feng, what wonderful thing are you thinking about? It makes you laugh so happily, why don't you share it with me?"

The smile on Leng Feng's lips did not fade because of Wei Zhongguo's question, but became more obvious.

He replied nonchalantly, "Haha, of course it's a very happy thing! Because our team is about to win the international championship!"

His voice revealed an excitement and confidence that was hard to conceal, as if the championship was already in their pocket.

Wei Zhongguo was a little surprised when he heard Leng Feng's words. He looked at the game screen and pointed at one of the figures and said:

"But, I see your team has been discovered by Feng Hen from our school? He's a very strong opponent. Aren't you worried about being eliminated?"

Leng Feng only smiled slightly at Wei Zhongguo's questioning, his tone still calm: "Worried? Why should I worry? Who will have the last laugh? It's still uncertain now!"

Wei Zhongguo's eyes were fixed on Leng Feng. He noticed that Leng Feng frequently checked his watch, no less than four or five times since the start of the game.

This behavior made Wei Zhongguo feel an indescribable sense of unease.

Time passed minute by minute, and when the minute hand finally pointed to 1, exactly five minutes had passed.

A hint of anticipation appeared on Leng Feng's face. He stared at the screen closely, as if waiting for something important to happen.

At the same time, Feng Hen was hiding in the tent, waiting intently for the enemy to activate the safe.

His heart beat faster and his breathing became a little rapid, because he knew that this was the critical moment that would decide the outcome.

However, at this moment, Feng Hen's expression suddenly changed. His brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes, which were originally full of expectation, instantly turned into one of extreme fear.

He squatted on the ground as if knocked down by an invisible force, and the gun in his hand fell to the side.

This sudden scene left all the audience confused and puzzled. They didn't know why Feng Hen suddenly became like this, and there was a lot of discussion for a while.

"Oh no! Something has happened to our Chinese player Feng Hen! What happened? Is it a physical problem?" A hint of anxiety was revealed in the voice of commentator Mi Chen, and he hurriedly explained to the audience.

"Look, not only Feng Hen, but also Jun Lin's other three teammates are kneeling on the ground! What the hell is going on?"

Qing'er's voice was also full of nervousness. She widened her eyes and stared at the screen, afraid of missing any details.

The scene at this time was confusing. The entire Junlin team seemed to have encountered some kind of accident, and Pan Yuting was still facing the attack of the boy group alone. The situation became extremely serious.

The audience also started discussing:

"What the hell is going on? This is the finals! How could you fail at this crucial moment? I'm placing all my bets on you guys, betting you'll win!"

"Look, the leader is sweating! What happened to him? Did he have a stomach upset?"

"It's over! I bet a full ten million! That's my entire fortune! If I lose, I'll really just have to line up on the rooftop and jump off!"

However, when Wei Zhongguo saw this scene, he was also stunned at first. He had never expected such a situation to occur.

However, he quickly came to his senses and recalled Leng Feng's previous series of puzzling actions.

Wei Zhongguo's face instantly became extremely gloomy, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the veins on his forehead bulged with anger.

He stood up with a jerk, pointed his finger straight at Leng Feng, and shouted angrily: "Leng Feng, this must be your doing! Tell me the truth, did you do this?"

Wei Zhongguo's voice was deafening and could be heard clearly throughout the entire stadium.

His heart was filled with disbelief and anger. He really couldn't understand how Leng Feng could be so bold as to poison their players in this international competition.

You know, this kind of behavior is a serious violation of the rules of the game, and it can even be considered a crime! Moreover, this is a highly anticipated international event. If it is exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Wei Zhongguo was so angry that he was shaking all over. He never thought that Leng Feng would be so unscrupulous and dare to use such a sinister trick in such a situation.

He could turn a blind eye to those minor quarrels and not care about them.

However, this time Leng Feng actually tampered with the game, which is absolutely intolerable!

Leng Feng slowly raised his head and his eyes fell on Wei Zhongguo. Wei Zhongguo's face was filled with anger, and his hair stood up as if it was about to burst through his scalp.

"Principal Wei, what's wrong with you?" Leng Feng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile. "How come I don't understand what you are saying at all? Your players have problems, how can you blame me? I've been here the whole time."

He paused, then continued, "Besides, I have absolutely no contact with your school. Please don't wrongly accuse a good person. As for what your contestants ate last night, how would I know?"

Leng Feng's tone was full of disdain and ridicule, and his refusal to admit anything made Wei Zhongguo even more angry.

Wei Zhongguo wanted to rush up and beat Leng Feng up right away, but he knew that he absolutely couldn't do that now.

Because it was being broadcast live at the moment, if he took action, not only would he lose face, but he would also bring shame to the entire China.

Therefore, even though his heart was about to be consumed by anger, Wei Zhongguo still forced himself to suppress his emotions.

However, he never imagined that the people of his own country would start an internal conflict at this critical moment. This was really beyond his expectations!

And in the game on screen...

When Feng Hen heard the noise coming from outside, his heart tightened. He knew that those people had started to crack the safe.

However, his face was extremely pale, as if all the blood had been drained out of it. His body was shaking uncontrollably, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his pistol.

Although he gritted his teeth and tried desperately to hold on, the feeling of powerlessness kept surging into his heart like a tide.

He couldn't help but think back to the past two days. He didn't seem to have eaten anything special. So, what on earth could have caused him to be so weak now?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind - the glass of orange juice that Meng Xin gave him before the game started!