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Chapter 1914 Three hundred twenty-one(2/2)

Who will be the tank?

This person must have thick blood, high defense, and good dodge. Even if the conditions in front are not sufficient, at least he must be lucky.

Cai Gen, who has played dungeons for many years, understands that in the face of absolute luck, other statistics are his younger brothers.

Before Cai Gen could think of it, Shi Huozhu suddenly spoke.

"Boss Cai, actually I have a little suggestion. I don't know whether I should talk about it or not."

"I didn't realize you were so brave, you fat pig.

Okay, sisters, I’ll help you and return it to me when you’re done. I wish you peace.”

Duan Xiaohong directly stuffed her elderly phone into Shi Huozhu's pocket, turned on the music at the same time, and raised her short legs sideways.

Shi Huozhu's face turned green and he quickly waved his hand.

"No, eldest sister, I don't mean that.

Ah, Duan Xiaohong, you and I are irreconcilable."

Duan Xiaohong didn't wait for Shi Huozhu to finish speaking, then kicked him out from under the car and rolled for a long distance before stopping.

If Shihuozhu wasn't so fat, he really wouldn't be able to roll so far.

The noisy Stone Fire Bead instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Even the exciting music played by Duan Xiaohong's elderly machine disrupted the rhythm of the drum beat.

Cai Gen took a look and saw that Shi Huozhu had taken the lead in sacrificing himself. As the tank that took the damage and drew hatred, he couldn't let Shi Huozhu's sacrifice be in vain.

He quickly climbed out from under the car, not daring to make a sound. If Shi Huozhu's hatred was unstable, he would be OT again, and he would have failed Shi Huozhu's bravery.

Xiao Sun also followed Cai Gen and climbed out, standing in front of Cai Gen, waiting for the old people to gather towards the stone fire beads.

Shi Huozhu was lying on the ground, looking at the old man beside him running towards him with various weapons, and he was frightened.

He yelled and kept retreating on the ground.

"Boss Cai, uncle, help me."

Duan Xiaohong also ran out from under the car at this time, shouting as low as possible.

"Damn fat pig, can you pull monsters?

You have to move.

Pull the monster and run around the square.

As long as you run fast enough, you'll be fine.

But you can't run too fast, otherwise the pull will be unstable, which is also your responsibility.

It's better to get hurt, shed some blood, and give them some hope."

Shi Huozhu hated Duan Xiaohong in her heart, but she had no choice but to get up decisively and start running around the small square.
Chapter completed!
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