Chapter 47 Return to the Inn (2)
With the help of the Shadowless Item, Feng Hen quietly came to the staircase. Just as he was about to continue groping his way to the second floor, he suddenly heard two teams start talking.
"Friends on the other side, I'm sure you can see that this hotel has been looted. There is no point in continuing this stalemate. Why don't we all make some concessions and retreat together?" The captain in the laundry room shouted loudly to the other side.
"Having said that, don't forget that your lives are also worth a lot of Pit Coins! The four of you are worth a full 40 Pit Coins! What's more, we have throwing weapons in our hands. I think we are fully capable of catching you all in one fell swoop." The captain of the team above Feng Hen's head responded unwillingly.
Players from both sides also echoed the shouting:
"Don't be so arrogant! Do you think we don't have any projectiles? If we are pushed to the limit, the worst that can happen is that we will all die together. No one will be able to leave alive!"
"What's so scary? Our team has already found two large gold pieces in the villa, and they are all in a safe. Even if we die in battle, we will not lose anything!"
"Haha, what a joke. You guys are offering big gold, so why don't we offer any? We also offered big gold at the grain trading station. And we also offered five keys."
After Feng Hen heard the conversation between the two teams upstairs, he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart and was slightly surprised.
He originally thought that the grain trading station and the villa were just two small resource points, but he did not expect that they could produce so many things.
"So what are you going to do? Fight or retreat? It doesn't matter to us."
At this time, a younger brother from the other team cautiously approached the captain next to him and said in a low voice:
"Captain, do we really have to fight them? If someone on our side dies, the situation will be bad! After all, the fighting in the stable next to us was so intense just now!"
Then, another little brother echoed: "Yes, Captain, when we came out of the grain trading station, there seemed to be three teams throwing grenades at each other in the stable."
After hearing what his brothers said, the captain frowned and fell into deep thought. After weighing the pros and cons, he thought it was not wise to fight with the other side at this moment.
After all, if the team at the stables finished the battle and noticed that there were still people active at the inn, and took advantage of the opportunity to launch an attack, the consequences would be disastrous.
But they didn't know that Feng Hen was wearing a GS2 headset, and the sound of the discarded blast bomb had already fallen into his ears. At this moment, Feng Hen was quietly lurking under their feet, eavesdropping on their conversation.
Feng Hen carefully stuck his head out to the right side of the stairs and saw a person standing at the entrance of the second floor stairs, right above his head.
This means that the other team must be on the other side of the main guest bedroom, perhaps around the laundry room.
Feng Hen walked up the stairs very lightly, taking every step very carefully, for fear that the sound of stepping on the wooden boards would alert the person at the stairs.
However, the other team's attention was completely focused on the other team and they did not notice anything unusual behind them.
At this moment, Feng Hen was almost face to face with the person at the stairs, and the phantom fan held tightly in his hand was only one centimeter away from the person in front of him!
This thrilling scene made all the audience burst into laughter. The comments on the screen were like a tide:
“Hahahahaha, this is too exciting! I can’t wait to see what happens next!”
"Feng Hen is simply a master of stealth! This is simply a western rattlesnake! Hahahaha"
"Hahahaha, this is hilarious! The people over here are still arguing about whether to attack or retreat, but they have no idea that there's a cunning guy behind them who's preparing to launch a sneak attack on them."
"Hahaha, the guy on the other side is also wearing GS2 headphones. It's like he's not wearing anything. Why not just donate his ears?"
The commentator Xiao Yao was also amused at this moment, with two sweet dimples on her face, looking very cute and charming.
"Wow, did you notice that the weapon in the hand of the little brother named Feng Hen seems to have changed.
Not only that, the others also suddenly disappeared, apparently awakening some very powerful attribute items.
There doesn't seem to be any relevant record of this entry so far. It feels a bit like it can make people invisible or disappear. "
The audience suddenly realized what Xiao Yao said.
"Oh my god, it really is true! If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have noticed it. I was just too busy watching the fun."
"I saw it was a field folding knife before, but how did it suddenly become a pickaxe? And then it changed from a pickaxe to a fan. Is this also the attribute entry he awakened? Wow, so perverted!"
At this moment, the director stared at the live broadcast of Feng Hen on the screen with his eyes wide open, and it seemed as if his eyeballs were about to fall out.
He clearly remembered that when Feng Hen awakened, all he got was a white trash weapon - an insignificant knife.
However, what he saw shocked him: How could such powerful and varied attribute entries come from a mere white weapon?
Not only can it switch between various weapon forms at will, it can even hide its tracks instantly! This is absolutely beyond the scope of any common sense explanation and is definitely not something that ordinary white weapons can achieve!
What is even more incredible is that the fan is exactly the same as the one in Pan Yuting's hand! How did she do that?
"No, I will definitely ask him for clarification after this competition is over. If even white weapons can produce such rare and extremely rare attributes, it will undoubtedly become a significant and earth-shattering discovery in the entire dark zone world!" The director thought to himself and nodded repeatedly to show his agreement with his own ideas.
The camera turned to the other side, and Feng Hen was staring at the huge head in front of him. He felt an urge in his heart and wanted to pick up the folding fan in his hand and hit the other party a few times.
Feng Hen took a deep breath, raised the side of the phantom fan, and gently tapped the back of the head of the person in front of him. (You can imagine the scene of a monk knocking on a wooden fish)
With a "pop" sound, the man fell backwards. But his teammates were still discussing the plan and had no idea that their teammates were already dead.
I guess by the time they discovered it, the grass on their teammates' graves would be three meters high.
Feng Hen looked at the enemy lying on the ground and couldn't help but sigh in his heart
"Poor kid, no one saw him die!"