My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters Chapter 120

"Human player?"

Chen Jiang nodded thoughtfully, but did not speak.

And the man sitting on the green jelly less than 100 meters away from them shouted loudly: "The ones in front, are you Terran players?"

"Don't be so stupid, just run away!!"

"There are aliens catching up behind!"

"We will act separately, you are on my right, we will meet again by fate!"

Done.

The man sitting on the green jelly took a large drop of green jelly beside him and hopped a little to the right of Chen Jiang and the others, apparently preparing to go around and overtake Chen Jiang and others. .

And this time-

Li Hao said in a timely manner: "The ape-human players are chasing behind, there are about seven or eight, and the hands"

"Okay, don't say any more."

Scardog interrupted expressionlessly: "I have seen it."

As the pile of green jelly passed by, they also saw the ape player who was chasing the human player.

Probably sitting in twos and threes on two off-road vehicles.

He galloped towards the human player sitting on the green jelly.

Obviously, there is no need to trouble Brother Jiang with this trivial matter.

He took out a shotgun from his pocket, loaded it with one hand, and even raised it to aim at the ape players who were still sitting on the buggy.

And this time.

Those ape-human players also obviously saw someone aiming their guns at them.

"Human player?"

I saw the two off-road vehicles brake suddenly and stay in place, without rushing forward for a while.

But when he saw Scardog raise his shotgun and aim at them.

Several ape-human players in the car glanced at each other, and couldn't help but a trace of ridicule and contempt flashed in Qi Qi's eyes.

What did they see?

Someone wants to hold a shotgun and damage them from a distance of more than 100 meters?

There was even an ape player who raised the ak in his hand and fired a few shots into the sky, expressing provocation and ridicule.

"uh-huh."

Scardog shrugged and snapped his fingers casually.

Immediately afterwards, an illusory gate suddenly appeared in front of him.

Then

He casually put the shotgun in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, the ape player who was sitting on the off-road vehicle holding ak and firing a gun provocatively stared at the shotgun barrel that appeared suddenly in front of him and pointed directly at his forehead.

Subconsciously froze in place.

It wasn't until the cold barrel reminded him that it wasn't an illusion, and then he reacted suddenly, and even prepared to lower his body to avoid the barrel.

However it was too late.

"Boom."

Scardog's mouth made an onomatopoeia, and then, the head of the ape-human race a hundred meters away was broken into petals like a watermelon that suddenly exploded in a melon orchard.

I haven't waited for the other ape players sitting on the buggy to react.

"Boom, bang, bang!"

Several consecutive gunshots came again.

The world is quiet.

Scardog took the shotgun back with satisfaction, stuffed it into his arms, tilted his head to look at Li Hao, and said with a complacent smile, "How is it? I'm still talking a bit about my marksmanship?"

"Eight shots, all hits."

Li Hao was silent for a while with a strange expression on his face, and then hesitantly said, "Is this not cheating?"

"What!"

Scardog looked sullen: "Do you understand gunfighting? This is a new type of shooting skill that requires 1% talent and 99% sweat to learn!"

And this time

The man who ran away on the green jelly, saw the ape-human players die like this, and then ran back on the green jelly.

He stopped less than fifty meters away from Chen Jiang and others, and looked at the corpses of the ape-human players on the off-road vehicle in disbelief: "Dead?"

"Is this dead?"

"They have ak's!"

The man looked at Chen Jiang and his group in disbelief. How easily did these people kill those players who were holding the ape-human race?

If it wasn't for the words "human player" popping out of his head when he killed someone just now, he would have suspected that these people were machine players.

After all, if you don't see the mechanical organs, it's really impossible to distinguish between mechanical players and human players.

These guys seem to be much stronger than him

thought here.

The man hardly hesitated, slapped the green jelly under his butt, turned his head and ran away behind him with the dense green jelly beside him!

A Terran player who is much stronger than him is more dangerous to be honest.

I saw this man who turned his head and ran away.

Scardog said with a slightly dissatisfied expression: "We are his saviors, right? Just ran away like this?"

Then he sneered and didn't speak. He just stood there quietly with his arms crossed, looking at the pile of jellies running into the distance.

Until it almost disappeared at the end of his line of sight.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

The next second—

The exit of an illusory gate slowly appeared in front of him.

And the man who was riding on the green jelly head and fled forward suddenly felt that the three men had appeared in front of him at some point.

wrong

This place seems a little familiar.

He must be back.

A trace of astonishment and disbelief flashed in the man's eyes, and all kinds of thoughts quickly flashed through his mind.

When he came to this world~www.mtlnovel.com~, a voice told him that this was the Arena of Ten Thousand Races, and after staying there for so long, he was sure that it was the Arena of Ten Thousand Races.

but now

He suddenly wondered if he had crossed over into a world of immortal cultivation.

Are these all fairies?

"Hey."

Scardog looked at the man riding on the green jelly in front of him with a slightly unkind expression: "We are also human players, we saved your life anyway, without even saying thank you, do you think you are polite?"

Also a human player?

The man riding on the green jelly grasped these key words keenly, then glanced around, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and jumped off the green jelly on the spot.

These people don't look like people who are bloodthirsty. As long as he admits his mistakes and has a good attitude, there should be no accident.

Kneeling on the ground.

Looking at the crotch of the scar dog in front of him, he took a deep breath, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and even drilled under the scar dog's crotch.

And he told himself in his heart.

Even Han Xin has the humiliation of stepping over, so what is he Zhao Ritian!

Those who ascend to the emperor should be able to bend and stretch!

Only the weak are ashamed to kneel because dignity is all they have.

The strong, never feel ashamed for kneeling!

because--

The strong, after all, firmly believe that one day they can stand up and return the humiliation they have suffered today!

No strong man would feel ashamed because he fell while walking!

With what he thought in his heart, Zhao Ritian's eyes became more and more tough, and the posture of advancing under the crotch of the scar dog also carried a sense of sadness!

Chapter end

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