Several players died one after another, causing the remaining people to have a strong sense of fear. They seem to realize that He Chuan is not a soft persimmon that they can handle at will, but an extremely deadly poisonous snake. died under his fangs.

At least...at this moment in total darkness!

"We can't continue to attack..." In the darkness, someone whispered, calling out to his companions: "He Chuan's location has been carefully selected. If we want to force our way there, we will probably have to pay a very high price!"

Most of the players who came to besiege He Chuan formed a temporary team, and they didn't have any deep friendship or relationship with each other. It was impossible for them to gamble their own lives on He Chuan's gun and strive to kill others. He Chuan's chance.

Therefore, when it was difficult to break through for a while, the remaining players chose to disperse and no longer launch a strong attack.

The flame of the burning flask went out after about a few minutes, and the narrow passage leading to He Chuan's position was once again plunged into darkness. And this weapon exists.

The scene of the player falling down the mountain with his whole body on fire just now is still lingering in the minds of these people.

Before setting off, everyone's heart was full of enthusiasm, and they wanted to kill He Chuan, so as to make contributions and become a well-known figure in the wilderness. As for concerns about danger, they all left them behind.

It wasn't until they saw death with their own eyes that the fear in their hearts was completely aroused, and it was out of control.

After seeing that several people in a row paid the price with their lives, they had given up the idea of ​​killing He Chuan first, and wanted to wait until more people arrived, and after dawn, to crush He Chuan by relying on their numerical advantage.

As for whose hands He Chuan will die in the end, it depends on luck...

With this in mind, those players hid in the darkness, letting the cold wind blow on them in the middle of the night, not daring to make a sound, for fear that He Chuan would shoot again.

At this time, some moving flames appeared again on the dark horizon in the distance. The second batch of players who arrived here, and their number is more than the first batch of players, can be seen from the scattered torches , They are at least fifty or more!

Those flames were very dazzling in the darkness, and they moved quickly in this direction. Seeing this scene, many players who were already on the mountainside at this time suddenly smiled.

These people are their competitors, but now, they need these players to go to mines to consume He Chuan's firepower and energy.

Although they had been terrified by He Chuan's fierce attack before, the new players would not cower and hide in place like them.

Human beings generally don't listen to other people's advice, and don't learn from other people's failures. They only realize something after they have experienced it themselves.

The new players will definitely charge and attack He Chuan several times like the first batch of players!

And that's exactly what the first players who arrived wanted to see.

Even if He Chuan can survive the attack of the second batch of players, there will be a third and fourth batch...

He Chuan's firepower will always be exhausted, and it won't last forever in the middle of the night. When He Chuan runs out of ammunition and food, and the sky is bright, it will be his death day!

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