The King’s Moment
Chapter 118: One Shot in the Head
Less than 2 minutes later, the tyrant hasn't even refreshed yet, and the Midway Tower is gone. Cai Ning hung his head and remembered his king's career and found that he had never experienced anything like it.
Is this a quick push?
Just a tower down the road. The fall speed seems to be. But the other side didn't concentrate the road all the way forward, which was obviously just a regular counterpart, but there were some... No, it was a breakdown.
How do I fight this?
Cai Ning panicked a little. This is not an official contest, but he is talking to Zhou Mo about who should sit in the CITIC Science Academy on the road. In terms of strength, they were two and a half pounds, but the different styles gave Tsai Ning the confidence to produce more eye-catching data than Zhou Mo. That's enough to ignore the students' club guys who know half the game. But the situation was not as good as he had imagined, and even more so, he had encountered a mid-road avalanche that he had never seen since he had come into contact with the game.
The loss of a tower on the Middle Road will not only affect the Middle Road, but will also lead to a loss of vision and protection of the wilderness. It's also a crumbling start to the field, it's also aggravating the snow, this is his own leg to rely on, he can't fight, how can the victory of this round be ensured?
“Defend!”
The thighs are talking now. Nor had he seen the beginning of such an avalanche, but he had to defend and stabilize the situation before his Han Xin could fully utilize his super maneuverability to play the game.
After brushing a circle of Ono's Han Xin to level 3, there was no place for him to develop in the whole field, and Song went home to add a wave of state. When he came out of the spring water, he saw Guan Yu on the road, kicking himself like a ball, although he could not kill it, but he could see the technical crushing, Guan Yu's strength was obviously very strong.
The next trip to bite gold, opposite the line with Shenwei can not take advantage of much, the sophistication only moves on the margins of the defensive tower attack range, which is disgusting, but there is nothing to do about it.
Hit the field and the auxiliary movement is unknown, even if it is clear, the 100-mile compliance of level 4 and the Donghuang Taiyi of any number of levels are not his level 3 Han Xin can bully. And depending on the point in time, the other party is likely to start deploying against a 2-minute refreshed tyrant, who is most likely to echo each other. One is not yet able to cope, two together, then go to the door to find yourself a short sight.
After a lap of observation, the thighs felt that there was probably only a middle way to take advantage of. When the tyrant refreshes, Midway Driver will most likely go to support him. Maybe he'll have a chance to ambush him on the way?
The thighs thought so, pinching the time to start walking Han Xin in the direction of the middle road towards the tyrant pit. He didn't call the other teammates, they definitely couldn't hit the team at the moment, he just wanted to see if there was a chance to pick a little cheaper.
The thighs are indeed an expert, and the analysis is overwhelming.
Yang Mengqi, Li Wenshan and Rao Sheng have all discovered at this time that the other party is not a master, and there is no team routine. This is simply a vegetarian abuse.
So Yang Mengqi is very casual, and he doesn't care that much about details like being able to give his head to the wild to grow faster and drive the whole field better.
But even if it's casual, professional players are professional players. Big rhythm points like 2 minutes of tyrant refresh are those parts of their subconscious mind that are uncomfortable without doing something. Nearly 2 minutes ago, they instinctively took care of what was at hand and began to move in the direction of tyrants and occupy their horizons with precision.
Li Wenshan did so, and Yu Sheng did so, even Yang Mengqi was able to play randomly. At this time, he instinctively rushed to the tyrant pit, counting possible opportunities for circumvention.
Hence, Han Xin, who hurriedly arrived, failed to complete the pre-ambush, but directly encountered Mo Xin, the cadre who had begun moving in the direction of the tyrant in advance.
Heartless Strike!
Han Xinshi demonstrated his skills and pulled a gun towards the cadre. Professional athletes have a habit of being professional athletes, and his style is also found in his professional practice. Although Zero BUFF starts, the economy is backward, but in the face of a cadet, you can't kill him, can you always go up and play a game? My thighs are confident in the operation of Han Xin. But don't want the other party to react and operate quickly. Han Xin resolutely developed a skill when the relentless battle fought against the cadre: to protect the main evil grave.
A string of swords stabbed him in the dry line and his figure backwards suddenly. Han Xin picked out a shot that was empty, but was not stabbed by the sword to fly.
One more step? Or retreat?
After the first stage of the attack, a second strike can be launched within 5 seconds. Although the second strike does not have a 0.8 knock off effect when the target is hit, at this time the cadre has handed over a skill, the only remaining displacement skill is the Summoner skill flash.
Then, at a moment when the thoughts of the thighs were still flashing, Ganjiang Mo Evil had acted decisively.
Flash!
Without waiting for Han Xin to be affixed again, Gan Zheng Mo Evil had already taken the initiative to flash, and the female male and female swords flew out at this moment, the sword shouted and had sex with each other, and Qi Zheng stuck to Han Xin.
Instead of fleeing, Kanju Mo's evil flashes are moving forward. Just after a skill escaped Han Xin's ruthless impact, he flashed the four swords with the two swords of the female male and female, and directly affixed them to Han Xin, causing the four swords to hit several times, followed by another general attack.
At the same time, shots were fired.
When the red line that Baili was aiming at appeared on the screen, it was just a flash. The bullet seemed to have been thrown out by the red line instead of aiming at it, and the other end of the red line just led to Han Xin's head and shot him in the head.
Baili kept his promise and defeated Han Xin!
Looking down at the corpse, the thighs were a little tranced.
What happened?
At that moment, did you get fucked and put Mo Evil on your face and output a wave? Meanwhile, 100 miles of sniper fire, this is really a wave to take away, not a chance at all!
Ganjiang, Moxie, this operation is a little too fast, right?
Baili is too good a sniper, isn't he?
Collapse the middle road, it's not bad luck or carelessness, it's too strong an opponent! If the attacks are so precise, how can they be handled? Get down on your knees for one second!
His thighs were injured and Cai Ning was also injured after seeing his thighs killed. On his opponent's side, he continues to laugh.
“I x! You haven't been practicing much, have you? Little Lee, you?” Yang Mengqi said on the channel. Familiar with his circumference, he can almost make up for Yang Mengqi's fried wheat howl.
“Hehe.” Li Wenshan responded lightly.
“Fuck this wave too.” Yang Mengqi followed and praised his teammates.
“The opponent is dull.” The humility of the victory is to see what happened to Zhou Mo for a while. Is this the average player the pro sees?
“It's a bit awesome, I have to send a tweet to remind everyone to watch out for Baili in Li Wenshan, it's practiced!” Yang Mengqi continued to nag.
There was no one to talk to, only Zhou Fo watched the scene foolishly. As a result, Li Wenshan's side suddenly did not calm down.
“Oh, my God, you're really hairy!” Li Wenshan Channel said.
“Can that be fake?” Yang Mengqi is proud.
“Wow!" Zhou Mo saw, flying out of the game, logged into Weibo for a second, the latest content on the front page actually saw Yang Mengqi's new Weibo: Watch out, Li Wenshan secretly practiced 100 miles of compliance, you can think ahead of time about the countermeasures. ”
“Hahaha.” Zhou Mo, by the way, looked at a few more comments, happy to see what happened: “There is a feeling of witnessing history! ”
“This history seems to have nothing to do with the two of us...” Why did he silently watch the game cut out the foam of the game brush and blog, and he was sure that it had no effect on the course of the game.