Chapter 427: It's a good thing to give it to someone

Chapter 427: It's a good thing to give it to someone

"Maybe... this guy just happened to pass by here?" Feng Hen silently comforted himself in his heart.

However, at this moment, the footsteps coming from above became clearer and clearer, and it was obvious that the distance was getting closer.

There was a loud bang, and it seemed as if the entire ground was shaking. Feng Hen was startled, and immediately realized that something was wrong—the man had actually jumped directly onto the roof of the cemetery room!

Without any hesitation, Feng Hen quickly raised the weapon in his hand and aimed steadily at the door.

The anchor on the roof jumped nimbly, landed steadily on the ground, and then continued to run forward without hesitation.

However, after running only a few steps, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned his head abruptly, and looked towards the cemetery room not far behind him.

He thought to himself, "If I go to the hotel now, the safe there will probably have been looted by other opponents. Instead of that, I might as well take the risk and try my luck in this cemetery. Who knows, there might be some surprising treasures in this cemetery!"

At the same time, Feng Hen, who was hiding in the cemetery, relaxed a little.

Just now, when he heard the footsteps gradually fading away outside, he breathed a long sigh of relief, glad that the other party had finally left.

But who would have thought that the next moment, the familiar sound of footsteps would come back from far away.

"Alas~ Originally I had the good intention of letting you go, but I didn't expect that you would be so ungrateful and come to me on your own initiative. So don't blame me for being ruthless!" Feng Hen muttered secretly in his mind while gripping the weapon in his hand tightly, ready to meet the enemy at any time.

At this moment, the anchor player happily rushed to the door of the cemetery room and was about to reach into his pocket to take out the key to open it.

But just as his fingers were about to touch the door lock, two words suddenly appeared in front of him, which made him stunned - "Open the door".

In an instant, before the anchor could come to his senses, he heard "Thump, thump, thump! thump, thump!"

A burst of dense and rapid gunfire suddenly rang out. Countless bullets whizzed out of the cemetery room like raindrops, passed through the narrow door gap, and hit the contestant's body fiercely.

Accompanied by a scream of "Ahhh...", the poor anchor player was shot and fell to the ground before he even had time to react, and was eliminated on the spot.

Feng Hen listened quietly to the short and miserable cry, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Why do you want to seek your own death?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand with a smile on his face and gently unscrewed the cap of the bottle of Hongyang functional drink, which was as bright as a flame.

Accompanied by a crisp "bang" sound, a hint of cool air rose from the mouth of the bottle.

Then he raised the bottle and faced the camera steadily, as if he was completing a silent communication with countless pairs of eyes on the other side of the screen.

"Cheers!" He shouted these two words heartily, his voice as loud and clear as a bell.

Then he raised his head without hesitation and swallowed the liquid in the bottle in big gulps. The red drink flowed down his throat like a stream of burning fire, instantly igniting the entire atmosphere.

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room also responded to the call, and happily picked up the various drinks at hand.

Some held Coke, some held juice, and some held beer.

Everyone clinked their glasses in the air and chanted, "Cheers!" For a moment, the entire live broadcast room seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Even the usually lively and cute Xiao Yao was no exception. Her face flushed and she was extremely excited as she raised her glass and drank with everyone.

After finishing the drink, he was so excited that he raised his fists high and shouted, "Ahhh! Master, you are so awesome! Now we are only 50,000 away from a 2 million pit coins!"

This kind of achievement is truly unprecedented and unheard of! Let us witness together this moment when the Master creates a miracle! "

However, amidst the cheers, a discordant voice was heard: "What technical skills are required to kill these people? It's just a coincidence~"

It turned out that Master Fang was showing disdain and doubt towards Pao Dao Sect Leader as usual. Indeed, judging from the current situation, the two people killed by Pao Dao Sect Leader did not seem to have shown too many superb skills.

One of them simply relied on throwing objects to attack the enemy's back, while the other won by simply visiting the enemy in a very ordinary way. There really wasn't much amazing going on.

Feng Hen gulped down the drink in his hand, then bent down and picked up the various items scattered on the ground in an orderly manner.

Then, without hesitation, he took out the endurance and regeneration strength needle from his pocket and quickly stabbed his arm.

After doing this, he skillfully picked up the gun beside him and pressed the magazine full of bullets firmly into the gun.

Everything was ready. He took a deep breath, reached out to grasp the door handle, and pulled it hard. The door was opened directly, and Feng Hen walked out with steady and agile steps.

After going out, Feng Hen did not dare to let his guard down at all. Like a vigilant cheetah, he quickly looked around. After making sure that the surroundings were temporarily safe, he slowly squatted down and began to carefully examine the box left by the contestant who had just been eliminated.

Feng Hen opened the box carefully, and his eyes were immediately attracted by an MP5 submachine gun inside.

He picked up the weapon excitedly and casually checked its magazine, but he couldn't help frowning - it turned out that the gun was equipped with the so-called "pedicure dum bullet".

He shook his head helplessly, muttering, "Why can't I even meet a fully armed opponent? They are all guys who are willing to risk a small fortune to win. It's really speechless..."

Although he complained, Feng Hen didn't dwell on it too much. He collected all the throwing objects in the contestant's box, then stood up and ran towards the nearby green belt.

While running, Feng Hen thought to himself, "There is no other way. Let's see if we can kill one more enemy here, gather enough equipment and supplies, and then pay the money and evacuate through the southern blockade.

So far, the harvest in this round is quite good, but we must not be greedy and swallow the elephant..."

Soon, Feng Hen arrived at the green belt. He did not rush to move forward, but stopped where he was and tried to observe the situation in the stable in the distance.

Because he knew very well that if he was lucky, the safe in the stable might not have been opened yet.

Just as Feng Hen was staring intently in the direction of the stable, he suddenly noticed something strange on the narrow wooden bridge connecting the green belt and the stable - there were several boxes placed on the opposite side that were obviously left by human-machines.

"It seems that the seemingly inconspicuous but mysterious safe in the stable has been stolen!" Feng Hen muttered to himself in astonishment.

Then, he carefully stuck his head out and looked at the free insurance in the dilapidated car under the broken bridge. As expected, even that place was not spared and was touched by someone before him.

“Wow, who is so powerful? This little hand is so fast!” Feng Hen couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise, thinking secretly in his heart.

At this moment, he was a little at a loss. After all, he had no idea where people were hiding around him.