Chapter 569

Fourth, please give me your monthly ticket.

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Jiang Xiaohua, as a musician, was repeatedly bombed by balloons all the way. Jiang Xiao's clothes were broken and his head was buzzing

"Damn it." Jiang Xiao, who had been bombed, suddenly appeared in the public's field of vision. There was fog below the site, and people couldn't see anything. When Jiang Xiao broke away from the balloon array, clasped the top of the cage net with one hand, and hung on the top, people could see the figure.

“Why？” In the mist, there was a cry.

Finally, Jiang Xiao heard an English word, even if it was just a simple pronunciation, but it was totally different from the vague words of George star before. The word was so clear.

George star's question is very simple, crying a little sad, as if to ask: Why have you not been killed?

George star grabs his hair in disorder. The balloon exploding along the way seems to live up to his expectation. His protruding eyes are full of red blood, and his face is full of tears, mixed with tears and rain, flowing constantly on his face.

“Why？” George star holding his head in both hands, holding the golden natural roll tightly, his voice trembling, is a torture from the heart.

Can't such an attack blow up?

Why? You don't die like this!?

Why do you still live in this world?

You want to try a real explosion, right!?

You want to taste death, right!?

Jiang Xiao shakes his head. Through Yu's tears, Jiang Xiao feels that the corners of George's mouth are gradually open. His smile is bigger and bigger, and his crying voice becomes a shaking laugh: "why!!"

Why?

I'll tell you why today!

Jiang Xiao's body flashed again and plunged into the fog. I have to string you into a sugar gourd today... Hmm?

No dolls, no defenses.

This knife, firmly pierced the heart of George star, and George star seems to be dying, allowing the huge blade to penetrate his body, facing the knife to rush at Jiang Xiao

Jiang Xiao immediately feels that things are not good, subconsciously flashes away... And so on?

What's going on?

Jiang Xiao's body flashed, just like a TV with poor reception. Once his figure flashed, but he didn't get away!?

The gap of time and space is invalid!?

Does the fog in this area have the effect of space confinement?

Space confinement? Does it really exist? But since there's blinking, it's certainly possible.

Take advantage of high-level Star Technology! If there is no gap between time and space, Jiang Xiao's subconscious reaction will definitely be blessing, not flashing.

There are many words to describe, but in fact, it all happened in a short moment. It happened at the moment when Jiang Xiao pierced George

George star, who had been stabbed through his heart, had a twisted face and tears. He still had a crazy smile on his face and gently spat out a word: "boom!"

Boom

With the self explosion of George star, the balloons floating on the green field also exploded.

In the fog, a rolling mushroom cloud rises!

The billowing air waves, mixed with torn iron cages, splashed turf and soil, flew everywhere.

The shield in front of the audience was shaking and roaring, and the earth was shaking.

The audience retreated in horror, screaming

On the green field, there was the voice of the competitor: "the shield is firm! Please calm down! Calm down! The shield is secure! "

The staff around the audience quickly appeased the audience. For a moment, all kinds of StarCraft were lit up in the audience

Wan Ming crawled out from under the live broadcast station, hurriedly took his headset and looked down.

On one side, ye Xunyang, who was as numb as a bird, just reflected that this silly girl was not as steady as a mountain, but was really scared

At this time, ye Xunyang didn't care much. He stood up and tried to look down.

Lost the star power support fog, quickly dissipated, but the smoke is real.

Under such a degree of explosion, even the medical staff on the scene were forbidden to enter, and the competitors reinforced the shield again and again, just waiting for the dust to dissipate.

Tens of thousands of people in the stadium, gradually quiet down.

Ye Xunyang sat down on the seat, his face was as pale as ashes, and he muttered: "is it another game... To die together?"

The words of despair passed through the screen to thousands of families.

Why do you say "again"?

Because in this year's Star Warrior competition, there has been such a burning situation in the team competition. In the 4v4 competition, there was a sensitive war who died with the help of the other side.

Although Minzhan's team won the game in the end, the teams of both sides withdrew one after another

The dark clouds over his head dispersed, the fog on the field dispersed, and the dust spread.

In a quiet stadium, suddenly came a voice:

"Bell ~"

"The trough! "I'm not a slouch!" Wan Ming even burst three times in the live broadcast of Yang Ma's "lying trough"! "

"Jiang Xiaopi! Is that you, Jiang Xiaopi? " Ye Xunyang's eyes instantly burst out a ray of light, as if the finishing touch in general, the whole person "live" over.

"Bell ~"

The clear and pleasant bell seems to announce a fact, telling people again that the assistant is still

"It's Jiang Xiaopi! It must be Jiang Xiaopi Wan Ming kept saying, looking at the screen and looking down at the green field. He hated the floating dust.

The former bench position below.

Hearing this sound, Fang Xingyun looks excited, and quickly spreads the shield in front of him, trying to find the location of Jiang Xiao.

Bell to bell to bell~

Bell to bell to bell~

The bell rings again, but it is so hasty. But for Fang Xingyun, the sound is just like the sound of nature.

But when the dust is gone, from her point of view, still can't find Jiang Xiao, because... Jiang Xiao is buried in the pit.

Such a big eastern half, there was a huge pit, George star has disappeared.

And along the direction of the bell, people saw a ragged, disheveled man.

His body curled up, arms in front of his face, legs folded in front of him, curled up into an "egg" shape, lying on his side in the pit, covered with dust

Zoom in, Jiang Xiao's tattered national team uniform is broken.

The sleeves from the small arms and the trouser legs from the knees have disappeared, and the big arms and the sides of the legs are also ragged

"Er..." Jiang Xiao shakes his head.

This is the diamond level of patience, the greatest degree of blasting damage he has ever encountered. Jiang Xiao's skin is broken, and he just feels that his internal organs are almost broken.

"Er, ah..." Jiang Xiao uttered a painful groan in his mouth. He slowly stretched out his limbs, twisted his body hard, and lay on the ground, giving himself a blessing.

But the light of blessing is falling off

Compared with the bell that can be pressed directly on the chest, Jiang Xiao, who is extremely dizzy, seems to have lost sight of the blessing.

Even Jiang Xiao is not sure whether what he threw just now is a blessing or not.

This picture is really weird. The chest and thighs protected by Jiang Xiao's arms and legs are tattered, but they still exist.

No cheering, no cheering, looking at the disheartened, bloody Jiang Xiao, for a moment, people did not know how to respond.

Hasn't the victory been declared yet?

Do you really want me to get up?

Jiang Xiao tries to open his eyes, and his head is spinning, which makes him have to close his eyes.

The only thing Jiang Xiao can be sure of is that George star is gone. Jiang Xiao doesn't believe that the other party can survive such an explosion.

I'm so damn stupid. I'm just a madman. Even if I die by myself, I have to die with me

Jiang Xiao's efforts to support the ground, trying to get up, but a kneel to the ground.

Give up, give up, give up.

Diamond big bear bull force!

Should ache should faint not delay at all, but want to pass out completely? no way!

In Jiangxiao's ruins of disaster and shadow, due to the close influence of life and death, the bait shielding synaesthesia is inevitably greatly affected, and has been dismembered by several accompany masters.

As the referee did not know where he was blown for a long time, Fang Xingyun could only shout to the judges: "victory! Declare victory! He needs treatment! What are you waiting for? "

However, it seems that the judges really need Jiang Xiao to show his attitude.

Jiang Xiao needs to indicate that he has not lost his fighting ability. Only in this game can he really get the result. Otherwise, it will be a game without a winner.

Fang Xingyun's words seem to wake up all the Chinese audience, and sound after sound. It seems that people have finally found an outlet, and the sound of the mountain roaring and tsunami rings.

In the extreme tinnitus, Jiang Xiao heard a faint voice.

"Black whistle! Black whistle

"Black whistle! Announce the end of the game! "

"Stand up! Jiang Xiaopi! You stand up for me

Jiang Xiao lying on the ground, a hand powerless raised, as if to meet the light.

Don't rush, brother. Why don't you blow it up? Does this thing want to stand up? The pain is tolerable, but who can stand the vertigo?

And then, um... The light really came! Jiang Xiao: "ah ~" a few seconds later, Jiang Xiao hands on the ground, struggling to get up. The shaky appearance made people worry that a gust of wind could blow him down. He opened his confused eyes, lowered his head, and looked at his tattered clothes. Well, it's OK. Just wear a tattered sleeveless shirt and tattered underpants, and the key parts didn't leak out. As for the small arms and legs full of blood, Jiang Xiao directly ignored them. After all, the wound had healed with the help of Zhong Ling, It just looks a little sad. Jiang Xiao closed his eyes, tilted his head, looked up, endured the pain and dizziness, breathed short and quickly, but somehow he stood firm. Next time, please be more crazy, or I will stand up. Oh, yes. Friend, you don't have a next time.