Chapter 120 Biochemical Ancient Demon God Mecha

"OH, SHIT!"

As soon as he appeared, he was shot three times. The remaining two immediately scolded, but the controllers hid behind the bunker and did not dare to come out. Mi Fan's accurate shooting and such keen consciousness scared them.

The two made several gestures to each other, and then they rushed out of the bunker together and aimed their guns at Chu Ziyan standing next to Mi Fan.

However, before the two pulled the trigger, Mi Fan's laser had come back first, and two shots directly hit them in the head. When their bodies fell down softly, Mi Fan and Chu Ziyan also took off their game helmets.

"A thousand dollars, bring it!" Mi Fan smiled and stretched out his hand. Less than two minutes after entering the game, he got a thousand dollars. How could Mi Fan not greet the God of Wealth with a smile?

"Damn it, you damn plug-in!" One of the white soldiers who was hit in the head by Mifan shouted in English dissatisfiedly.

"If you don't accept it, you can play another game." Chu Ziyan understood the words of the white soldier and immediately responded, "But a thousand dollars can't be less than a penny. Bring the money first!"

The leading black soldier was unwilling to hand over a thousand dollars to Chu Ziyan, and then challenged Mi Fan, so the seven of them put on game helmets together...

"No more play, God, what wrong have I made? You have to punish me like this! English)

After kneeling ten times in a row, a group of soldiers of the American Alliance can't stand such a blow. After all, anyone who goes out ten times in a row and gets headshots will collapse.

After paying ten thousand dollars obediently, five American soldiers ran out of the video game city in dismay. All the money they earned in one night was won, and I don't know if it will affect their next game.

"Ha, it's so easy to earn 10,000 dollars. It seems that we can have a good meal tonight." Mi Fan put the dollars he earned into his space ring and laughed.

"Well, I'm a little hungry. Let's go to them. Have dinner and sleep. Staying up late is not good for your skin." Chu Ziyan nodded, and then naturally took Mi Fan's hand and walked forward.

Mi Fan was slightly stunned, but when she saw Chu Ziyan's clever smile, she didn't say much. Unconsciously, the two seemed to have returned to the past...

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I was speechless all night.

When they woke up the next morning, everyone was in a good mood. The Eduardo brothers and sisters vented enough in the game, so now they are also out of yesterday's anger.

The promoted people got on the maglev bus and went to the competition venue. Although many people have been eliminated, everyone still went to watch the game and could not participate in the game, but it was also a pleasure to sit on the sidelines and watch the game.

The competition venue has not changed much, but the competition ring has been reduced to 25. When Mi Fan and others arrived at the competition venue, the venue was already full of people. After yesterday's game yesterday morning, everyone has experienced the excitement and charm of the World KOF Competition, so most people are early. I have already sat down and waited.

"Please come here for the promotion team." The on-site staff in waiter's costume stood under a magnetic levitation high-definition projection broadcast screen and shouted loudly with a loudspeaker.

"Let's go. You must play well in today's game!" Mi Fan waved his hand and led the crowd to the staff.

However, on the way, Mi Fan and Chu Ziyan once again saw five American League soldiers who lost 10,000 dollars to them last night. At the same time, the five American soldiers also saw Mi Fan and others, and immediately came over with the other two people in the team.

"Hey, American friend, would you like to continue last night's game tonight?" Mi Fan asked with a smile.

"You'd better look forward to not meeting us in today's game, otherwise, I will make you die ugly." The leading black man said in English with a black face.

"Oh, we're so scared." Xia Qi'an, who had always been hot-tempered, immediately said in English and looked scared and shy.

The seven people of the American League were stunned, and then the black man said shyly, "This beautiful lady, don't worry, as long as you surrender, we won't hurt you." English)

"Hahahahaha..."

Hearing the words of the black people, Mi Fan and others all laughed. Knowing Xia Qi'an's true face, they have reason to believe that if they really meet Xia Qi'an in the game, they will definitely be directly killed.

Only Zhang Yi looked at a group of American soldiers with an unhappy face, and then compared the middle finger and walked to the staff with Mi Fan and others.

"Now let me announce the battle combination automatically assigned by the computer." Seeing that all the teams came to him, the staff began to read the list of the battle group.

"China's 19th team and the 38th team of the United States, twenty-four arenas, the first game."

Finally, Mi Fan and others heard the name of their team. At the same time, a staff member came over and took Mi Fan and others to the rest area of the No. 24 ring. In the rest area, Mi Fan saw the black soldier and the rest of their team.

"Damn, what a coincidence. Are you the thirty-eighth team?" Mi Fan was stunned when he saw the black face, and then asked.

"Hahaha." The black captain immediately laughed exaggeratedly three times, and then said in blunt Chinese, "I guess, Team Nineteen, it's you. Sure enough, that's right."

Mi Fan and others sat down in turn, and then Mi Fan held up the sound insulation boundary, ignored the American team aside, and began to arrange today's tactics.

"Head, what are we going to do today?" As soon as the sound insulation boundary was opened, Zhang Yi asked anxiously. The KOF competition system made every warrior present feel excited, and no one wanted to miss the opportunity to wear five.

Mi Fan scratched his head, and then spread out his hands and said, "I don't have a good idea. Why don't we draw lots!"

"I agree!!"

Everyone raised their hands to agree, and drawing lots seems to be the fairest way for us now.

Immediately, Mi Fan pulled out seven U.S. bills from the space ring, used Chu Jincheng's pen to spend a big fork on two of them, and then messed up the notes. No one sensed it spiritually, and then one took one.

"Damn, fate is so cruel to me. With such a good marriage opportunity, I actually got a fork!!" Zheng Yuan held a fork-drawing bill in his hand and said without tears.

Another person who couldn't play was Eduardo. Eduardo also smiled bitterly. After looking forward to it for so long, he didn't have a chance to play in the first game.

"Okay, I'll enter any one in the order later, and I'll just finish it." Mi Fan smiled and put away the U.S. money, and then withdrew the sound insulation boundary.

The members of the 38th American team next to him looked at Mi Fan and others with the wrong eyes. They took the money they won from him yesterday and played the lottery. This is a naked slap in the face!

So, the seven American League soldiers immediately began to secretly plan their own tactics. Judging from the **~ smiles on the corners of their mouths, this tactic will never be a serious tactic.

Soon, all the teams were assigned to the rest area of the ring, and the first game of each ring was about to begin.

With Mi Fan inputting his appearance order into the control computer of the ring, Chu Ziyan, who was the first to play, has entered the virtual battle warehouse and began to choose the terrain.

"In the KOF competition system, everyone's mecha will have a blood volume slot setting. The two sides are exactly the same. The competition time is five minutes. If the winner is not decided when the time is up, the party with more blood will win." The staff at the scene briefly introduced the rules of the KOF competition system for the last time: "And the game supports the recovery skills of various mecha. The ring computer will restore the health value restored by the skill to the blood volume in the blood tank according to a certain formula."

These rules have been read hundreds of times before the competition. After confirming that all the participants have understood the KOF rules, the staff immediately announced the start of the competition.

5, 4, 3, 2, 1! GO!"

With the end of the countdown, Chu Ziyan and an unusually tall and fat white soldier summoned their ancient magic mecha at the same time. The energy film in the middle quietly disappeared, and the game officially began!

Compared with the exquisite Zifan, the other party's mecha can be described as a giant, almost one-third higher than Chu Ziyan's tall mecha, and the whole body is covered with disgusting muscle tissue with mucus. The fat mecha has eight legs to support its fat body, which looks like a rotten huge body. It's like a crab.

"D-chemical mecha!" As soon as Chu Jincheng saw this mecha, he immediately called out and whispered, "This is the ancient demon mecha that can only be driven by the biochemical soldiers of the American Alliance. It once shined brilliantly in the last war of aggression against China. It is comparable to our 'Tianzun Legion'. It seems that Ziyan is dangerous."

There was no doubt about what Chu Jincheng, who often paid attention to all kinds of information, said. Mi Fan held his hands on his chest and looked worriedly at Zifan on the gravel flat ground.

Ziyan, come on!

He silently cheered for Chu Ziyan in his heart. Mi Fan's hands were already full of sweat, and he was even more nervous than himself in the game.

"Hey..."

The five-minute countdown has begun. Chu Ziyan said delicately, and Zi Fan rushed out with a long sword. The light and exquisite Zi Fan is one of the best among Mi Fan and others in speed. At the same time, it is also the most flexible and rushes to the fat mecha to the place at a high speed. Chu Ziyan It suddenly changed direction in the middle, and a layer of green water lines appeared on the long sword, sweeping away...

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