Chapter 5 Meeting an acquaintance again

Feng Hen searched the boxes of the middle-aged man and the two people who were beaten by the boy band again. There was not much valuable stuff, but there was an M32 tactical headset. Feng Hen put it on directly.

Pick up a T79 and load the bullets. The MP5 will only have one magazine left. If you save it, it should be enough.

Fenghen touched the two blue work clothes and sports bag in the laundry room again.

"Soap, insecticide," as expected, and the entire hotel was searched again, like a swarm of locusts.

Finally, I found a house key in the white suitcase on the first floor.

"Key to the house, 1 coins" is not bad. Feng Hen also put the house into the safe. He will open it later to see if there is something good.

At this moment, Feng Hen, who was wearing headphones, heard two footsteps coming towards the hotel's billiard table.

It seems that the grain trading station is here to see how the hotel is.

Feng Hen saw the two figures through the glass of the first floor window. One of them looked very familiar. Yes, it was Chen Hao.

It should be that Chen Hao asked someone to bring him here to take the picture.

Feng Hen took a look and turned around and walked towards the kitchen. As long as he got behind the pillar and poked his head out, he could take them both away.

Just as Feng Hen walked behind the pillar, the man next to Chen Hao said, "Brother, be careful. There is a humanoid box. It has been opened. There may be someone inside."

"Yes, big brother, I will pay attention, but there is no need to be so nervous. There are only ten minutes left. I guess everyone has evacuated after searching," Chen Hao said easily.

Chen Fan said: "Yeah, that's right, but still be careful, in order to protect you, I also put on a level 4 suit, this set of armor is also very valuable"

Chen Hao looked at the protective gear on his brother and said with envy: "I want to wear one too."

Now the simulation map is all level 1 and 2 armor, only the boy group will have a level 4 bullet armor

When Fenghen saw Chen Fan wearing a set of level 74 Spartan armor, he knew that this person must be very powerful. He also had an Akn in his hand. I don't know what level of bullet he fired.

This equipment is invincible in the simulation map. Kill anyone who stands in your way. Kill Buddhas.

After all, most people come to the simulation map to run and attack. Who will get good equipment? Then they can't even earn back the money for bullets.

"It's not easy, but it doesn't matter. Just get rid of Chen Hao, then switch positions and kill him. It will be perfect if I can eat Chen Fan. If I can't, it's okay. I've made a lot of money by leaving the main guest room," Feng Hen thought.

Then, Feng Hen decisively leaned forward and fired, aiming at Chen Hao and firing a burst of bullets.

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"

The magazine of the MP5 was emptied. Chen Hao relied on his brother to kill several patrolmen on the way here, and he also had a level armor.

Carrying two guns, the durability of the armor dropped drastically, but fortunately, Chen Hao's position was next to the pool table. When he was attacked, he immediately squatted down.

As a result, he could only use AP6.3 to repair his feet. Chen Hao fell to the ground at this moment.

"Ah, it hurts, help me, I'm falling to the ground, brother!" Chen Hao covered his thigh and shouted.

"I know, can you just hold on for a bit?" Chen Fan replied angrily.

When Feng Hen opened fire, Chen Fan quickly reacted and hid behind the right wall, and then he also leaned forward and fired.

But because Feng Hen's position was very tricky, Chen Fan only shot Feng Hen twice, one in the arm and one in the chest.

Feng Hen looked at the place where he was shot, and saw that the durability of the fourth-level bullet armor dropped from 50 to 30. He knew that the gun in Chen Fan's hand should be a third-level PP bullet.

Fortunately, the bullets were rubbish, so after firing a burst of bullets, Feng Hen immediately went up to the second floor corridor from the other side of the stairs, which is the 201 side.

There is a smoke bomb in the throwing object in my hand. It seems that I have to go around and wait for an opportunity.

Feng Hen walked slowly through the corridor to the table. There was a medicine bag on it. Feng Hen touched it and found a red painkiller, commonly known as anti-inflammatory analgesic. This thing can only relieve pain for one minute.

But because he was shot in the arm, Feng Hen was gasping for breath and enduring the pain.

I hurriedly took another painkiller. I had already finished two bottles of refreshing oral liquid. Now I felt the painkiller, which was like timely help.

While Feng Hen was taking the painkiller, he secretly looked towards the first floor window and saw Chen Fan rescuing his brother Chen Hao.

It seems that the headphones Chen Fan was wearing were not bad. He heard that Feng Hen had moved to another place. He took advantage of the time difference and hurriedly pulled up his brother.

Feng Hen was in a position where he could see Chen Hao's feet. He quickly changed to the T79 in his hand and swept towards Chen Hao's feet.

Our unlucky little guy, Chen Hao fell down again, for the second time.

"Ah, brother, I fell again. This guy is upstairs. I saw him. It's Feng Hen. Damn it, brother, fuck him for me!" Chen Hao yelled madly.

"You made a bet with that kid, right? Okay, I'll avenge you," Chen Fan said, looking at his brother.

Feng Hen didn't give Chen Hao a chance to get up this time. He quickly stuffed all the remaining bullets to Chen Hao. The T79 used level 0 bullets, which had a decent effect on the repair, but was worse than dum-dum bullets.

Feng Hen watched Chen Hao transform into a box, then quickly ran into the door and came to the door of the main guest room on the second floor.

Chen Fan heard the footsteps upstairs and shouted: "You have an MP5 and an Ajax gun in your hand. It looks like you are going to kill the men's team. You went up to the second floor and changed to a T79. Your gun is almost out of bullets. Come down quickly and kneel on the ground to beg for mercy. Maybe I can let you go and we can evacuate together."

"You can find out if there are bullets if you come up and try it," Feng Hen responded.

"I beat up your brother, and you're still going to let me go? Are you treating me like a three-year-old kid? Stupid bitch."

"You tm, just wait, don't let me catch you, I will torture you to death and feed you sweet noodle sauce" Chen Fan shouted angrily

“Kill Coin”

When Chen Fan heard these two words, veins popped up on his forehead and he gritted his teeth.

Chen Fan stepped forward and quickly went up the stairs to the second floor. He quickly dodged and poked his head out to steal the gun.

Feng Hen heard the footsteps and was hiding behind the corner. When he saw Chen Fan move away, he knew that this man was a trickster.

If it were someone else, they would have shot stupidly long ago, but who is Feng Hen? He has accumulated tens of thousands of battles in his previous life.

Feng Hen only had the last magazine of T79 left in his hand, and there were only eight bullets left. If all of them were shot at the feet or arms, it would be enough to kill him.

But this is too much of a test of skill, and Feng Hen can't guarantee that all eight shots will hit the target.

Chen Fan saw that he had dodged and leaned forward to trick the other party into firing, but the other party didn't fire. He smiled in his heart and said, "It's because they are out of bullets. Normally, if I were to trick someone, I would have fired a long time ago."

When Chen Fan saw that Feng Hen didn't fire his gun, he immediately concluded that Feng Hen had no bullets left. He couldn't imagine that Feng Hen deliberately didn't fire his gun.

Chen Fan's trick worked every time. He always used it to trick the opponent into changing the magazine or running out of bullets, and then rushed forward to shoot him down.

Chen Fan rushed over immediately this time. Feng Hen was stuck in the corner at the moment. Hearing the sound, Chen Fan must have rushed over this time.

Directly shoot

"Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!"

Chen Fan saw that Feng Hen still had bullets in his gun, so he jumped behind the cabinet. However, he was still shot in the arm. Looking at the panel, his arm was completely black after three bullets, and his leg was also shot twice.

Feng Hen checked the magazine and found that there was no bullet left. He quickly threw a smoke bomb and pretended to run back, but he actually remained where he was and continued to get stuck in the corner.

At the same time, the knife in his hand turned into a phantom fan. After all, the shovel was too slow to swing, and the fan had a margin for error. Moreover, the opponent Chen Fan had a level 3 helmet, so the shovel might not be fatal in one blow.