The densely constructed stone houses form a staggered and narrow laneway, and two pure attack players beat the laneway into dust in constant running positions and constant firefighting.

"call out--"

"call out--"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of "rain of bullets" enveloped the alleyways. Occasionally, other passers-by mistakenly entered and immediately knew that "it is not suitable for a long time to stay here", so he turned his head and retreated.

Of course, Guan Lan and Tanhua did not retreat. Not only did they not retreat, but in order to find the best viewing perspective, they also had to follow the battlefield. They had just moved to a roof and had not yet settled down, but had to continue to the next roof. Their physical energy was no less than the two people fighting below, and they were the most persistent audience in history.

However, it has been five minutes since the battle. The two below have never faced each other. They have exchanged fire across the air. When they were closest, they were at least separated by a stone house.

Not Leon's problem.

It's Fan Peiyang's problem.

Leon took the initiative to shorten the distance between the two people throughout the whole process, but Van Peiyang kept hiding.

"Bang--"

Another air arrow shot to the corner of the alley, and the person behind the corner quickly retracted. The air arrow brushed the stone wall, leaving a gap at the corner of the stone wall.

A hint of impatience flashed across Leon's eyebrows. The man who had been silent since the beginning of the battle finally couldn't help but shout to the person hiding behind the corner: "I know you want to use the cover of the alley to deal with my sniper, but you have been dealing with me like this, and it will be no more than the loss."

After turning the corner, Fan Peiyang had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, half running and half controlling stationery consumption. He was planning to "transfer the position again", but unexpectedly he heard Leon's shouting.

Fan Peiyang was a little surprised. He thought Leon was a person who could do something and never said a word more, so he was also very curious about the other party's next content: "How to say it--"

Leon really has no habit of communicating with his opponents during the battle. The countdown is really passing by little, and Fan Peiyang is not facing the frontal challenge, which makes him slightly displeased: "You have been constantly shifting your position and not fighting me head-on at all. What you consume is not just my time and physical strength, but also your own time and physical strength. Don't forget, what you have to do is not just keep your neck ring, you also have to steal my neck ring."

"Thank you for the reminder." Fan Peiyang's tone sounded quite sincere, "But if I were you, I would focus more on my own tactical execution, not on the opponent's."

The obvious provocation made Leon squint very quickly: "Your tactical execution is to consume precious armor with only five minutes of time-saving in meaningless delay war?"

Fan Peiyang's trap was for him, except for blocking Leon's attack at the beginning, and he did not play any role in the subsequent operation, because Fan Peiyang kept running and Leon was chasing him, and he did not fight seriously in the next five minutes.

"Precious armor?" Fan Peiyang did not agree with this evaluation, "It's just 30,000, not a waste."

Leon jumped his forehead.

Guan Lan and Tanhua who had just jumped to the roof: "..."

"Team leader," Tanhua said carefully, "I want to go down and help Leon beat people, but I still lack people. Moreover, the latter idea seems to be a little more than the previous one. Are you sorry for donuts when I say I am like this?"

The question was full of guilt, but he did not get the answer from the team leader because the team leader was shouting to Fan Peiyang: "Is there still a shortage of people? The kind that can poison it?"

Tanhua: "..."

Fan Peiyang, who thought he was focusing on fighting, didn't pay attention to the question outside the venue, but the man replied seriously: "Whether there is a shortage of people, it's up to Tang Lin to say."

Guan Lan joked: "Hr?"

Fan Peiyang: "The team leader."

"Have you decided to be the team leader?" Guan Lan was surprised, and even more unexpectedly decided to be the Tang Lin. "I thought you would eventually rely on the force value, but I didn't expect it was the intellectual value."

Fan Peiyang: “…”

Was he praised or scolded?

Mr. Fan was thinking, while Leon looked back and looked directly at Guan Lan, his brows tightened slightly.

Guan Lan instantly pursed her lips and made a "zipper" gesture along the lip line, saying, "Yes, understand, off-site sounds silence, close the barrage."

Eliminating the off-field interference, Leon suddenly approached the corner quietly. When he was about one meter away from the corner, he suddenly rushed up and turned around and sniped towards the corner.

"call out--"

There is no one in the alley, and the air arrows are shot in the air.

Leon was stunned and suddenly felt a wind behind his head. He turned to the right and the sharp dagger struck his left arm, leaving a blood mark.

Leon's instantaneous reaction was not "pain", but "thinking", or the moment he made "dodge moves", he began to think.

In such a short time, Fan Peiyang could not have the chance to surround him without knowing it. Similarly, it would not be possible to really run out of this long alley. The only possibility is that he would either hide in a stone house on both sides, or—

Leon suddenly looked up at the roofs on both sides and reacted so quickly that he was almost at the same time as the dagger cut his arm.

Fan Peiyang was on the roof on the right, just the same vertical distance as the upper and lower houses as he was, as if he had not had time to escape, and as if he had no plans to leave at all.

The eyes of the two people collided.

Leon raised his hand and did not aim at this step at all. He raised it to a three-point attack.

Fan Peiyang jumped forward and crawled very quickly.

But the air arrow was faster, almost rubbing his back, and the three combos were in the same position. The first arrow cut his single clothes, the second arrow cut his flesh, and the third arrow deepened the wound.

Since the battle, this is the closest time between the two people, which also proves Leon's judgment on the situation of the battle - as long as he can narrow the distance with Van Peryang, the advantages that the [Intermediate Sniper] compare with [Lanner's Gospel ii] will be revealed.

Then, there is only one problem left now.

Why did Fan Peiyang, who had been running and unwilling to confront him head-on, stop here? He could have taken advantage of the gap between talking to himself or Guan Lan and continue running far and delaying time.

The questions hovering in his heart did not affect Leon's attack speed. After a few seconds of break, he raised his hand again, not giving Fan Peiyang on the roof time to get up again.

However, this time his hand was raised, his wrist was hit by a flying stone.

It was not a small stone as big as a fist before, but a solid stone brick, which was estimated to weigh at least seven or eight pounds!

Guan Lan and Tanhua on the roof were both shocked. They thought Fan Peiyang could only control the can, but later they learned that his second-level stationery tree could control the dagger. Now they found that even the weight he controlled had a great breakthrough from before.

Fan Peiyang did not take out his second-level stationery tree at once, but instead made it step by step and release it bit by bit.

Dare to play like this in such a battle requires not only psychological stability, but also extreme self-confidence.

Leon's entire hand was smashed to the point of skew, and the "air arrow" that was shot out at the same time skewed to a distance of 108,000 miles. His wrists were first wooded and then numb and then severely painful, and they became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fan Peiyang got up, jumped back into the alley from the roof, stood seven or eight meters away from Leon, looking at him calmly, as if watching an opponent who was "friendly competition".

"call out--"

A very subtle sound of slashing through the air. Leon just realized something was wrong, and the sound stopped.

Leon seemed to be fixed there by something, motionless.

The flowers on the roof were confused.

But Guan Lan saw it.

A thin needle stopped in front of Leon's right eye, and then penetrated a little more and could pierce Leon's eyeball.

The alley became quiet so quiet that even the Tanhua, who was watching the battle, moved slightly uneasy, and the friction between the clothes and the roof seemed extremely loud.

Finally, Leon spoke and broke the silence.

"Your needle is so fast. I don't think you can escape no matter which level breaker you change here."

His voice was calm. If he had not watched this scene, but listened to the sound alone, no one would have thought that he was at a "crisis of life and death".

"For others, I usually make statements at this time, using them as a threat," Van Peryang stated slowly, "but for you, I think this step should be omitted." As he said, Van Peryang symbolically extended his hand to Leon, naturally asking for, "neck ring."

"You want me to take the initiative?" Leon seemed to have heard something interesting.

"I don't think you have any other choice." Fan Peiyang's eyes swept over Guan Lan on the roof and fell back to Leon, "You team leader should have a cake that makes people temporarily lose consciousness."

"Don't rush to help me arrange my retreat," Leon ignored the sharp and thin needle that was almost a little bit short of the past, and looked at Van Peryang, "Answer two questions first."

Fan Peiyang nodded slightly: "Say."

Leon: "The first question is, you just controlled heavy stones to hit my wrist, why didn't you hit me directly on the head?"

Fan Peiyang: "You have already 'sniped', and you may not have time to change your 'sniper direction'. Then the most likely result is that I am shot in an arrow, you are in a coma, and I will take your neck ring with serious injuries."

Leon couldn't understand his logic: "I'm afraid of being hurt, so I don't even want to win?"

Fan Peiyang couldn't understand his logic either: "If you can win with grace, why hurt yourself?"

Leon: "…"

Guan Lan above, Tanhua: "..."

Mr. Fan win.

"The second question," actually, is what Leon wants to know the most, "Why not use needles at the beginning?"

Why should we delay the battle situation that can be decided in one second?

Fan Peiyang was silent for a moment and said, "Give me your neck ring and I will answer your question again."

Leon raised his eyebrows lightly.

Tanhua, who was watching, looked confused and asked his team leader in a low voice: "It's all this, is there any difference when the answer will be answered?"

"Of course," Guan Lan stared at the alley, "because Leon would not be able to cross the neck ring obediently, the battle is far from over."

Leon is not going to cross the neck ring?

Is there any wonderful counterattack trick?

Tanhua suddenly tensed up and looked in the alley with his team leader.
To be continued...