I Rely On Poverty To Sweep Through Survival Games

I heard that even the boss confirmed that only Xiao Lan still has the goods in hand. The flower arm panted gaspingly, and the crimson eyes snapped past, like an angry bull.

There is no escape route at this moment.

He was deceived by Lin Yan again. After the guy teamed up with him to **** Xiao Lan's cigarette, he attacked Xiao Lan while he was searching for the whereabouts of Xiao Lan in each room.

It's hard to imagine that Lin Yan has such a fast speed, and his strength is much greater than his appearance.

Unexpectedly, the flower arm was directly knocked down. Then he was **** firmly by Lin Yan and closed in the water tank. The animal hit his head hard before closing the water tank, leaving him comatose for dozens of minutes, completely missing the time to search for clues.

He didn't have any commodities, so he chose a random one basically to find death, and the only one on the field that had a chance to pass was Xiao Lan's.

Now there is only one way to lay in front of the flower-arms mixed-stealing Xiao Lan's things, although this also means taking away the opponent's life.

He squeezed his fist, his joints made a brittle sound, his upper body slightly arched into an easy posture, and his footsteps steadily headed towards Xiao Lan.

The flower arm sulked fiercely: "Are you handing it in or will I take it in person?"

He obviously did not get any information about Xiao Lan’s combat effectiveness from Lin Yan, otherwise he would not be so confident. After all, from a physical point of view, a thin young man in his early eights and a muscle that is nearly two meters tall, is it not obvious which one is stronger?

Xiao Lan's face did not have a flustered look.

In fact, as early as when the flower arm appeared, Xiao Lan secretly wrote on the envelope with his hand to communicate with Luo.

Xiao Lan’s physical fitness was not lost to Lin Yan after his skills were strengthened. Lin Yan’s advantage lies in speed. Xiao Lan only needs to increase the speed to the same level as him, so even if he is face-to-face with the upper arm and Lin Yan joins hands, it is not a problem. And Luo said that Xiao Lan's current physical fitness can withstand four times the speed bonus.

So Xiao Lan did not answer the provocation of the flower-arms mix, he directly opened the skill:

[Name: Poverty cannot limit my imagination]

[Ability: four times faster]

【Remaining time: 00:04:59】

In an instant, the whole world seemed to slow down in Xiao Lan's eyes, and every movement of the opposite arm and arm mixed seemed so slow, like an old lady crossing the road. Everything is flawed in Xiao Lan's eyes, he can easily defeat this guy.

Then he strode forward and took the lead in attacking.

In the face of Xiao Lan's fist, Huan Biao didn't care too much, but was shocked in the next instant! !

What speed is this!

Xiao Lanming was still just two meters away, but his fist reached him in an instant. He quickly raised his hand to block, but was hit by this force and leaned back, quickly removed the force of his hand sideways, and at the same time felt the entire arm slightly numb.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes, what's going on now?

First, Lin Yan, who has great strength, is now the young man who looks at the tall and thin. This speed is almost a few points faster than Lin Yan's. The angle of attack is tricky and the force is even greater. It is even more terrible than Lin Yan's.

The surprise of Huabiao is not over yet, Xiao Lan has attacked again.

In the fighting experience summed up by Xiao Lan, it is definitely at the forefront when you are ill and you are killed. It is the essence of the output to make up for a few more moments when the other party is surprised and distracted.

Xiao Lan rushed into the belly of the flower arm with a punch, and beat him staggered.

The flower arm was standing firm, trying to fight back.

Before he responded, Xiao Lan had a straight knee, interrupted his offensive, and then took advantage of the momentum to jump up a kick and kick the flower arm to the ground.

Xiao Lan's movements were like flowing clouds and flowing water, and the whole process did not arrive in thirty seconds.

Hua arm mixed kneeling on the ground with a stunned face, what just happened? How did he get to the ground? Why could such a little white face actually defeat him?

Among the few people who watched the whole journey, Zhao Xiaohe's eyes shone with excitement. If it weren't for the boss to be in front of her, she might not help jumping up and cheering, "Brother Xiao is so handsome!", "Society, my brother Xiao!"

Lin Yan looked iron-green, and he couldn't help covering his lower abdomen. He seemed to remember some bad memories. Looking at Xiao Lan's eyes, his vigilance and vigilance increased a lot.

In the confused and confused eyes of the flower arm, Xiao Lan slowly stood up and turned to look at Lin Yan.

What if I can’t pick him up now, and if I can’t catch this guy again after clearing the customs? It is better to have a hatred or report it on the spot.

Xiao Lan turned and walked towards Lin Yan.

Lin Yan was suddenly tense, and his voice was a little dry: "You, what are you doing! If you don't submit the product, what will you come to see me for?"

Xiao Lan turned a deaf ear. He no longer wanted to talk nonsense with Lin Yan. Language was a bridge of communication, not a means of fraud or even murder.

He used all his strength to hit Lin Yan's face directly, and Lin Yan also mobilized his strength to try to escape.

Originally Lin Yan was 2.75 times faster than ordinary people, more than enough to avoid the attack of a novice player.

But I never thought that this punch was still hitting him firmly in the face when he evaded with all his strength. The muscles on his face were all twisted to the side, and the eyes on his face flew out directly. Teeth flew out of the mouth.

"Bang--" Lin Yan was so embarrassed that he fell to the ground, and the force of the impact even made him roll on the ground twice before stopping.

Lin Yan finally stopped the tumbling trend, and he tried to stand up with his hands propped up. But when he opened his eyes, he felt that the whole world was spinning, accompanied by a strong desire to vomit and nausea.

"Crazy, crazy paper...the mud can be cleared, what is the trouble table for the nest..." Lin Yan said angrily on the ground, at this time his facial features were twisted, the corners of his mouth were bloody, the suit was even messy, and the wigs were meticulously combed. Crooked, revealing the Mediterranean below.

"In order to be counted by you repeatedly for this little life, isn't it too much?" Xiao Lan looked at him condescendingly and looked cold, "You still want to kill me, or three times."

Persuaded him to choose a special product once, a sneak attack in the warehouse once, and a flower arm to grab a cigarette. Every time, I really want him to die, but where Xiao Lan is a little silly, or has a lower combat effectiveness, the body is already cold.

Lin Yan hurriedly quibbled: "Wo... I am most optimistic about the mud, how can it harm the mud!"

He seemed to think it was not enough, and quickly opened the hr-style flicker**: "The mud is different from those idiots. These are... bitter test, right, right, the test!!! The mud has passed, and after leaving the game world, the mud can Joining the power of the nest, there are many props in the spicy. Mud still likes the little girl? I also have--"

Lin Yan's long speech was interrupted by his own scream.

Xiao Lan stepped on Lin Yan's leg fiercely. With the crisp sound of fracture, Lin Yan finally did not force him.

Xiao Lan found that he really couldn't communicate with him, and his life was completely insignificant in this person's heart. Lin Yan had no regrets or guilt for the people he killed, and even thought the victims were stupid.

Fuck the victim guilty! The **** thing is that these scumbags are in vain for their own benefit.

Lin Yan cried miserably with his legs, and none of the people present sympathized with the scene.

Zhang Dong's eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Xiao Lan.

Feeling the sight behind him, Xiao Lan turned to Zhang Dongdao: "Don't be nervous, I won't spoil your game."

Lin Yan on the ground is inexplicable, what game?

What they said seemed related to him, but... what are they talking about? His eyes hurriedly switched between the boss and Xiao Lan's faces and found that they all seemed to have a kind of unspoken smile, as if there was a tacit understanding.

This thought gave Lin Yan a thin sweat on his back.

Unfortunately, no one has puzzled him.

In the eyes of everyone, Xiao Lan stepped forward and took out a small flat glass bottle from his pocket. This is a low-priced high-level liquor sold in supermarkets. The flat bottle is very suitable for carrying around.

"Hahahahaha." Lin Yan burst out laughing suddenly, "Wine selection will be washed! Didn't you see the end of the last idiot who chose wine? Didn't think that the mud actually washed himself, hahahahaha!"

He thought that this boy could find out the key clues in twenty minutes, but he was lucky. Lin Yan was rolling on the ground with a smile. He was already wondering what kind of death method the boss would give this boy. It is best to tear him up and divide it into small pieces to make people happy.

Xiao Lan was unimpressed, and even Lin Yan's eyes did not fluctuate.

Because this wine was directly selected by Luo on the ground.

It is impossible for a person to choose wine when he is frustrated. Otherwise, if you drink the wine you don’t like, the mood will be worse, and you will also be worried about pouring a fart from the wine.

Xiao Lan put the wine bottle on the cash register.

He saw a strange, nostalgic expression on that stiff green face.

Zhang Dong reached over and took the wine bottle, opened the lid and took a sip. He closed his eyes and showed an intoxicated look: "Um--"

Zhang Dong said to Xiao Lan: "So many games, you are the first one to find it. It has been a long time since you tasted it. I will give you an extra gift as a reward."

Xiao Lan: "..." He remembered the super, city, stagnation, sales, and merchandise that he took casually.

"Pass." Zhang Dong looked at Xiao Lan a little bit reluctantly, "Are you really not thinking about staying? Our supermarkets are full of talents, and they speak nicely, or I will give you another excellent employee."

Xiao Lan busy said: "Thank you, no need."

Looked at the lady with a sweet smile next to the shopping guide, Xiao Lan thought, brother, the talents under your hands want to usurp, do you know?

Zhang Dong drank his wine and smashed his mouth.

He looked around the crowd and pointed his fingers at Xiao Lan and Zhao Xiaohe: "It seems that you are the two who are going through this pass."

Hearing this, Lin Yan couldn’t believe it. He hurriedly said: "Wait, wait... won't you get a free coupon, will you choose one more time, they pass the customs, then I...?"

Zhang Dong returned a despised nostril.

Xiao Lan smiled and said, "How can he give you another chance when he is so stingy?"

The blood on Lin Yan's face suddenly faded away.