Blood Crisis of PUBG

Duan Mo saw all the streets of the streets occupied by the black crowd, they came over from all sides and blocked all exports.

"I feel -" Duan said, saying that the peas said: "I have become a big figure, actually so many people cut me?"

Two wretched men outside the gate are still screaming, drunk dreams have repeatedly raised the composite arch in their hands, but whenever she raised the bow, the two people hide behind the big tree.

"Drunken dreams, don't be angry." Duan fails to spite, pick up the last smoke from the pocket, long and send it, "ready to escape."

The drunken dreams also couldn't see the situation outside, because of the barrier of the wall, although she heard the footsteps of the distance, but did not realize the seriousness of things.

Although she can't see, she saw the two wretched men. After the two hide in the tree, the mouth sprayed with various dirty vocabulary, but when they saw the black people in the street, they were all shocked.

Their mouth is suddenly stopped, the eyes are big, and Duan is in the eyes, can't help but feel funny.

Two wretched men are looking at an eye, not as they are, they will run, but they have been surrounded by these QUN organization members. Where can they go?

The inclusions are getting smaller and smaller. Finally, the three-storey three-story outer outside of Duan Mer's wall was completely thoroughly wrapped, especially the direction of the door, and there were three or four hundred people.

Duan Mo's legs were slight from the roof, and he shouted, he shouted in two wretched men, "Brothers, don't talk about talk, run!"

Two wretched men look at the black people in their own, the legs are soft, one of the courageous people, the paragraph, "I ¥% #% ¥ ..."

The drunken dream finally saw the QUN organization members wearing black suit, and they didn't tell the paragraph. She immediately understood that this is to find a paradise.

"What should I do?" Although the army is crushing, the drunken dreams are not too panic. She looked up at the scent of smoking, and the tone is very casual, just asked what to eat at night.

"Since we have blocked our way," Duan Mo finally got a smoke mouth, smoked nearly half of the smoke, "I opened it."

Bean and purexia are obviously not able to do it calmly, and their two people see the black pressed crowd outside the wall, and firmly grasp the weapons in their hands.

"Fry! Go out!" Duan Mo is drinking, standing hard to stand up, so a moment, thousands of people around are all on his body.

There are a few hoarse laughs in the crowd, and the black suit is separated from a road, and the fritters and Duanmei are gods. He seems to wear a white dress in order to show his own.

"I didn't expect it. Your kid is today?" The fritters came out of the steps, and the face was full of ugliness.

Duan Mo shakes the head, "Hey, you have a big brother, but the line is a bit bad. Generally, such a arrogant counterpart is not too long."

The two are happier in the game who laughed at the game, and the fritters are happy to come. "You are optimistic, actually dare to face. However - if you give me a few dogs now, then put your woman all, I can spare you a dog."

"Okay," the paragraph and promised: "Drunken Dream, you sacrifice yourself to save me."

"No problem," drunken dreams than the ok gesture, then wink between the arrows, and a sharp arrow shot out.

The shard from the gaps in the wire mesh, straight to the wall.

The fritters have preparations, and when he broke the sound, he hid behind him, after the black people behind him, then the drunken dream shot was received by a poor unlucky ghost, and the powerful power is directly running. His body.

"Xiao Nizi, still very hot." An arrow lost, the fritters came out from the crowd, and his mouth hanged with evil, looked at the drunken dreams of ten meters away from the iron wire.

"After the prize," drunken dreams nodded, from behind, I pulled out a rote, I was on the bow, "I will try to wear your dog head."

The fritters smiled and waved softly, "Okay, I look forward to your performance."

With the hand of the fritters, members around them immediately spread, they finally broke their chains like being banned for a long time.

"4 to 1000?" Duan Mo lick his lips, throwing the composite bows in his hand, jumping from the second floor, picking up a baseball stick.

In order to cope with this situation, drunken dreams has long prepared a variety of weapons. Duan Mo likes the baseball stick - this thing is much stronger than the knife.

He dragged his baseball bat, step on it, standing in front of the door, touch the wooden board on the iron gate.

"I want to kill me, can, but you have to come to run."

I am talking about, the black wests outside the door have raised the ax in his hands, and he smashed the big iron gate.

The sound of the steel collision sounded, splashed with Mars, but the iron door is not moving. Duan said softly, whispered: "If you use your strength, you will be hacked, and you still say what hacks."

The black west is not two meters from the paragraph, but this door is like a core, which is powerful to break the space on both sides.

On both sides of the gate, hundreds of black people attempted to turn over the wire, but I just hit the barbed wire, frying a Mars.

"Boss, there is electricity!"

After a few people were thrown in the ground, the QUN organizations finally discovered their defense.

"Intercourse," frozen: "Don't think about it?"

"Is there any way?" The drunken dream smiled and shoted to a QUN organization member in front of the fritters.

This group of QUN organizers is probably that they have enough people. I don't know if they are still what is still, there is only a weapon without any defensive items, drunken dream peas and other people look at a large piece of black press around the black pressure, or even Aiming, your belongs will have a dangerous enemy.

I haven't thought of itself. Duan Mo actually turned his house into a fortress. At this moment, even more people, they can't use the field - after all, there is only one ax in their hands.

"Tree," The fritters refer to the old willow tree on the road, "hit the door."

This sentence is in the idea, and a group of black suit immediately acts, and the original role is played. The fritters saw two strange men between the old willow trees and the gates.

"You, come over." The fritters strokes.

These two wretched men have already been scared, they looked at a large group of black people around him, and I couldn't say it. At this moment, the old big boss of the black suit is struck by himself, and the heart is even more likely.

"You - Do you have any instructions?" Two people ran to the frozen strip as the dog.

The frozel has always enjoyed this moment. He saw these two people, and his face also brought a little and good smile.

"What is your relationship with Duan Mo?"

"Duan Mo?" The two people got the first person in the purgatory mode? We didn't matter to him! "

"There is no relationship? What do you do in front of him?" The fritters continue asking.

"You said ... The one is Duan Dai?" The eyes of the wretched man were widened. They looked back and found out the figure of Duan Dai.

"Yeah." The fritter laughed.

The wretched man's eyes flashed a fear, this fear is strong than the fear of seeing fritters just ...

After all, it is a man who once destroyed the earth ...

"Since you are not a friend, it must be an enemy." The fritters worn around the fingers, "So, we join hands. Now, please find ways to break through Duan Duan's defense?"

The fritters have not been finished yet, two wretched men have packed them.

"Big Brother, don't ... don't ... we are not his opponent!" The wretched man cried, they would like to knew that the man named Duan Mo, even if the top of the knife will not come to the neck what!

"No, no ..." The fritters shook their heads, "must go, don't be afraid, we are so many people here ..."

On the side of the fritters, this movement is full of threats while touching his ax.

The wretched man has already understood, and the man in front of them is playing them.

However, even if there is no way, there is no way, and the wretched man has to stand up, the fritters handed them to two ax, "as much as possible, he is."

On the side of the black west, the face of the face is full, the wretched man feels that the ax in his hand is simply kiloating.

Under the helpless, the two dragged heavy foots slowly move toward the black iron gate.

Duan Mo is still waiting, he knows that the defense of the small court can only block the QUN organization, and they will break through sooner or later. Drunk dreams and peas, pure summer zone murderer, this efficiency is too slow, the fritters have been bringing thousands of people - even if it is a thousand pigs, Duan Mo they can't finish one day.

It is rigging that the strategy after being broken for a while, Duan Mo suddenly saw two people who did not wear black suit outside the door, and the eyes were fine. It was just the two wretched men.

"Hey, why don't you go?" The paragraph was separated from the iron gate and wrinkled two people.

"Big Brother ... we know the wrong ..." The two saw Duan Dai, immediately played a spirit, they thought of the silence of the Duan Mo and drunken dreams before, I can't wait to cut my tongue!

They just came out to stand in a day, did not expect actually to hit the first person in the original purgatory mode!

"So? You now hold the ax to apologize, don't you think it is strange?" Duan Mo didn't want to be entangled with these two butterfly, compared to those dirty downwards, the outer fritters were The biggest threat.