"Boss, hold on, and fight for us for another ten seconds!"

In the wastewater Long Beach, more than a dozen players surrounded a squid elite output. The player in the front row held a metal shield the size of an iron gate, with metal barbs covered with them, and the whole person was huddled behind the shield.

"Hurry up, I'll kill you if I take a few more whips!" shouted the well-equipped tank player.

Having half-retracted, hiding behind the iron shield, the tank player saw the newcomer who rushed straight up without turning around, and then was whipped by the squid elite and vomited blood, and his body deformed. Just that moment, at least six ribs were comminuted fractures, and the bones were inserted into the internal organs and caused internal bleeding.

"You go around, will you serpentine steps be? Just rushing up directly is to give someone a head!" The iron shield tank shouted with the output of the squid elite, and his throat slashed.

If this kind of battle was handed over to the first test players, they would have started to dissect the squid and bet on equipment. As a result, with such a group of novice, they are all fighting to save their masters. The Iron Shield Tank even saw the players accidentally injured their teammates with weapons, and the scene was in chaos.

The Iron Shield player sighed slightly, "Who told me that I was greedy for a monthly salary of 6,000 yuan and joined the Boiling Guild? No matter how stupid these guys are, I have to take care of them!"

"Don't wave the weapon in your hand. If you see the squid tentacles throwing it over..."

Before the Iron Shield Tank finished speaking, another player was whipped out and fell head-on into the swamp, with only his legs exposed.

"Oh, I can't carry it," the Iron Shield Tank murmured in a low voice.

A total of 12 players came here, but until now the squid elite body was only three or four times, and only one of the tentacles was cut off, but there were 6 more pig-headed corpses on the ground. To be honest, Iron Shield Tank really didn't know how to fight down.

While speaking, another new player was stuck in the mud and couldn't pull it out. He couldn't avoid being hit by the squid elite, and he slashed Huashan hard. The sound of the skull cracking in his ears even came from his ears.

"Don't hide, scatter and rush up together. If you don't take action, you will destroy the group!" The Iron Shield Tank shouted, then he was the first to take the blame, rushing up with the iron shield in one hand and the bronze sword in the other.

The squid elite had no choice but to face the iron shield tank that was guarding the front, and it felt like hedgehog had nowhere to start.

However, other players have opened up their defenseless fronts and rushed running routes, which give the squid elites the opportunity to take advantage of.

The tentacles waved, and the new player who was testing the second test was either hit by the tentacles, or fell directly into the mud pond when dodging. A player closed his eyes in a panic and chopped them up, unexpectedly cutting off a tentacle of the squid elite.

"Hahaha, I hit it, I hit it!" The player stood there excitedly and shouted excitedly as he looked at the blue blood spurted out of the squid's broken limb.

Before he could brag about it excitedly, the squid elite whipped over the waist with another whip.

After two crisp sounds of breaking sugarcane, the new player was knocked away with his sword, and he could see his two broken legs swaying in the wind.

The Iron Shield Tank had no choice but to force his eyes. The quality level of this group of new players was simply a child who had not been educated and grew up in a greenhouse. I thought about the first test of the players' hard years two or three weeks ago...

The iron shield tank rushed forward and stabbed the squid elite's stomach with a sword.

The squid elite screamed as they pierced their eardrums, and all their tentacles were towards the Iron Shield Tank, directly binding him firmly. The squid elite was extremely powerful, and soon the Iron Shield was out of hand, and even the bronze sword could not be held.

"Don't stand there, hurry up and chop it now!"

The Iron Shield Tank was drunk. The level of these new players was really low. Seeing him being tied up and playing, they were standing in the distance one by one. Even the Iron Shield Tank saw someone taking screenshots, and they were so angry that they wanted to exude fragrance. What about you taking pictures of the damn?

The remaining three players reacted quickly and rushed up with weapons.

There were two more whips, and two more corpses were added on the ground.

There is a pig on the left and a pig on the right.

In the end, the remaining players were halfway through the run-up. Seeing that all their comrades were dead, he was the only one left, and the other was suddenly braked and stopped in place. His eyes were flustered and the heavens fought for two seconds, and he turned around and ran without saying a word.

Iron Shield Tank sighed when he saw this scene. The quality of these newcomers was worrying, but they still lacked blood training and firm will.

This battle to kill the squid elite was completely ruined. The Iron Shield Tank simply stopped struggling and died early and was born sooner.

Just as the Iron Shield Tank closed his eyes and waited for death, a sound suddenly came from not far away.

"Hey, there is a seriously injured squid elite here, come here!"

The Iron Shield Tank suddenly opened his eyes and showed a look of joy on his face. When other players came, he could survive.

But when the Iron Shield Tank opened his eyes and saw the person coming, his face changed wildly, and his face suddenly seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water, and his expression froze.

The player who came happened to be the old rival of the Boiling Guild - the Seventh Miracle.

"Oh, isn't this the MT of the Boiling Guild? Why is this embarrassed look?" The leading player looked around, and the bodies of more than a dozen players were still on the ground in various shapes, revealing a sense of freshness.

The pig-headed people following the player all laughed, as if they had seen something funny, and a hint of greed flashed in their joking eyes.

This squid elite is at the end of their strength. Now all the players from the opponent guild are dead. They come here to pick up a boss for free.

When the squid elite saw another pig-headed man coming, they tried harder to touch their tentacles. Before they could wait for the MT of the Boiling Guild to say a few trash words, they were directly strangled by the squid elite.

"Now this squid elite is taken over by our Seventh Miracle, brothers!"

Soon, six or seven players of the Seventh Miracle rushed forward and killed the squid elite who were breathing. They immediately cut open the squid's stomach and encountered a hard thing.

"Cao, this luck is really popular today, it's shipped!"

Everyone worked together to open the squid elite's belly and found a long silver stick inside.

"Can this stick be made of sterling silver?" The player stretched out his pig's trotter and bounced it, and the stick made a melodious sound like a nightingale crying.

The player in the lead had his eyes lit up. As the old player in the lead, he had seen many equipment, and he could see the extraordinaryness of this stick at a glance.

"Brothers, I want to say we're rich."

"Brother, what should I do if the corpses of these players in the Boiling Guild?"

The player in the lead glanced and thought of the increasingly fierce conflict between the two sides in the previous few times. He snorted coldly: "The body is kept, and all the equipment is removed!"

:What made me so efficiently today? It was World of Warcraft queue! And today there is also, it is so real...
Chapter completed!