Chapter 136: His Name Is Bomb Maniac! (Ask for the first order)

Under Yuehua City, in an inconspicuous corner. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A figure of lewdness. The young man in black scratched his sloppy hair, he looked at the chaotic battlefield in front of him with "four eyes", and muttered: "Dog, don't go home and make children if you have nothing to do, and run here to delay the time of the future great scientist..."

swish

Before he could finish speaking, a war knife swept towards the head of the scruffy young man.

There are already players from the opposing camp who are not happy to see him, and where are you standing with dry hair?

Do you know that the two sides are at war?

Pretend to be your sister's big-tailed wolf!

"it!"

The sloppy young man was startled, and hurriedly stepped back, scolding under the face towel:

"Bunny, dare to provoke you to bomb Oba!?"

Woo

As he spoke, a black iron ball in the bomb maniac's hand was thrown over.

"What B-thing?"

The warrior player who shot subconsciously wanted to use the sword to skim the iron ball out of the air.

"Hey!"

The corners of the bomb maniac's mouth hooked up a cruel arc, and he shouted:

"Boom!"

Rumble!

The fire is dazzling.

"Wow, ah......h

The warrior player screamed and was blown away, so miserable.

"Haha!"

"Monkey Sailei!"

The bomb maniac made a false uppercut in excitement, and the face under the glasses was no longer half Sven to speak of, but a little crazy.

The sound of the bomb was very loud and abrupt, and it was difficult not to attract people, and suddenly the hostile NPCs and players on the surrounding battlefield aimed their eyes at him, all with fierce eyes and murderous intent.

"Hahahaha..."

The bomb maniac noticed that the faces of the enemies who were approaching him were even more frenzied, and there was no fear on their faces.

Now that he is the least famous among the "shadow kills", how can a future great scientist accept such a thing as not being famous!?

He couldn't wait for a long time, he had told Lin Heng before that his hands were itchy, and now so many people sent them to the door to blow him up, and he was polite!

Team fights?

My bomb favorite!

"Remember Ben Oba is... Shadow Kill, Bomb Maniac !!!!!!!!! ”

Mmmm

As he shouted, five black iron balls were thrown out of his sleeves.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

The flames shrouded the surroundings and blew up the neighborhood!

The enemies who came over hurriedly retreated to dodge, and were directly blown away by the shock wave of the explosion before they had time to do so.

"Bunnies, come and chase Grandpa! you! ”

The bomb maniac urges his magic skills to rush on the battlefield under Wolhua City, preparing to start a mobile battle.

He was weak in melee combat, but the Assassin's agility was no less.

Science students are often prone to low EQ, but not low IQ, to fight more with less, if you don't open the distance, it's not waiting to die.

"Boom!"

rumble

Another bomb will blow up the enemies that come close, and it doesn't matter what kind of profession you have, it's all blowing up your. Shares bloom!

"Rampant Nima!"

After a druid transforms into a cheetah, he is so fast and terrifying that a few flashes come close to the bomb maniac, and the leopard's claws swoop down.

wipe

There was a breach in the black clothes, and if it weren't for the bomb maniac who dodged quickly, it is estimated that his arm would have been removed by him.

He didn't know the division of forces on the opposing side, and looking at the superb actions of the other side when he dodged the bomb, he should have some background, not an incompetent person.

"Rely on your sister!"

Bomb maniacs don't lose their mouths, scold first.

After scolding, he quickly started running, first widening the distance, playing melee to abuse himself is equivalent to abusing vegetables.

"Throat~"

The enemy druid in the leopard state, with his limbs propped up on the ground, kept letting out a low roar in his throat, and it was brewing its anger to tear this rampant "wild monkey" apart.

In his eyes, this black-clothed assassin looked like a grumpy wild monkey while spraying!

Sou!

The leopard rushed out of the ground, chasing the bomb maniac, trying to give the other man some color.

Bomb Maniac's unique combat style caused both camps to notice that there were a lot of players here, and an explosion from time to time attracted most people's attention.

They keep an eye on the situation as they fight the enemy. And on the side of the Imperial camp, someone finally recognized the identity of the druid on the other side.

"Is that leopard 'hugging you into a dream'? Famous druid players in the rebel camp! ”

"Oops, it looks like it's really him! I heard that he has been in the play for half a year, and he has squeezed into the list of super masters! ”

"This guy who dropped the bomb is an assassin? He said he was a 'shadow killer'? ”

"Is there still such a freak in 'Shadow Killing'? How haven't I seen it before. ”

"It's not good, the bomb of 'Shadow Kill' is quite slippery, but it feels like I'm completely chasing and beating you in my dreams!"

The battlefield is chaotic, and the swords and swords are shining.

In the face of large-scale war, anyone who is in it is a mud bodhisattva who crosses the river and is ruthless.

In this case, he can only rely on himself, and whoever thinks that someone will help him will definitely die first.

On the side of the rebel camp, when they noticed that their people were chasing after their opponents, their mood was a little uplifted, and their morale was boosted.

"Haha, it's worthy of 'embracing you into a dream', the druids for so long are really not playing in vain!"

"Damn, teach this bomb-throwing SB a good lesson, talking so arrogantly, who do you think you are!?"

"The bomb is a thing that goes off the rails, and it bullies and bullies ordinary players, and it wilts immediately when it meets a master."

……

Hundreds of thousands of people on both sides participated in the battle, 95% of which belong to ordinary and midstream level players, and less than 5% can be called masters.

Ordinary players have a common problem, they don't like to be abused themselves, but they like to watch others be abused. Especially if you can't get used to the players who are obviously the same as their strength, but they can't pretend to be B.

"Boom!"

The bomb maniac cleared the way with two bombs, his feet sped up, and he could already feel the bad breath of the beast behind him.

"Paralyzed, don't you brush your teeth before turning into a leopard!"

He doesn't care what other players think of him, don't great scientists first get ridiculed by some clowns, and then stand up and pretend to be B, and slap them in the face?

I'm calling it a pig for the sake of my career, you know the!

"Rabbit... Belch... Kitty, you Oba is here, come and chase you! ”

The bomb maniac's mouth never stops, and he will disgust you to death before he fights!

The eyes of the beast that embraces you into your dreams narrowed into a slit, he likes to play druids because, he likes the power of transforming into a beast, and tearing the enemy apart with his claws is the most enjoyable!

【Flutter】

The bomb maniac braked sharply under his feet, the soles of his boots and the ground grinded into clouds of smoke, and he turned around as he went, dodging the Cheetah skill.

not

A small black iron ball was seemingly inadvertently slid down his sleeve to his feet and did not detonate.

"Little leopard in heat, don't stop, work hard!"

The bomb maniac has never stopped swearing foul language, and he uses his strength to show you what a troll is!

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