Dark Zone Gold Hunt

Chapter 684 Everyone's Fashion Item Display 2

Chapter 684 Everyone's Fashion Items Display 2

When Li Zhengyuan, who was standing by, heard Leng Ningyan's words, his eyes instantly widened into the size of copper bells, and his mouth opened slightly in surprise, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"Hiss! Guns? Shit, if you're like this, you can't hit a Pharaoh horizontally and vertically by more than 90 degrees, right? If it's other guns, wouldn't they have no recoil? So perverted!"

His voice was filled with shock and disbelief, and his hands gestured in the air involuntarily, as if he was imagining the terrifying power brought by the extremely powerful properties of the gun.

Leng Ningyan heard this and nodded gently, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a bright smile, and then she replied with a smile:

"It seems so!" There was a hint of pride in that smile, as if he was proud of this powerful entry that he possessed.

All three of them were shocked by the term "condensing smoke". For a moment, the air around them seemed to solidify.

Feng Hen stood there blankly with his eyes staring blankly, and the scene of the enhanced firearms killing everyone on the battlefield kept appearing in his mind; Li Zhengyuan kept smacking his lips and muttering "too perverted, too perverted"; Leng Ningyan put her hands on her hips with a happy expression on her face.

But Feng Hen's mood at this moment was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, extremely bitter.

He looked helplessly at his teammates as they all drew good fashion items. The cool fashion items shone brightly on his teammates, as if mocking his bad luck.

Before he even started smoking, he already felt uneasy, as if a huge rock was weighing heavily on his heart.

He frowned slightly, a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and prayed secretly that he could draw something good, but the uneasy feeling followed him like a shadow and could not be shaken off.

"Wouldn't it be so embarrassing if I couldn't pull it out myself!" Feng Hen thought to himself. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.

At this moment, the atmosphere around him seemed to be frozen, and his heart was beating like a little rabbit.

He rubbed his hands subconsciously, his eyes fixed on the mysterious lottery area in front of him, and various possible results kept emerging in his mind.

If he returned empty-handed, he would lose face in front of his teammates. He might even be laughed at by everyone. Thinking of this, his face became slightly hot.

"It's not over yet! I also drew a glove~" Leng Ningyan smiled and squinted her eyes and said slowly. Her voice was as clear and pleasant as a silver bell, breaking the slightly tense silence.

I saw the corners of her mouth raised with a smug smile and excitement flashing in her eyes.

She deliberately slowed down her speech, as if to whet everyone's appetite. She gently picked up the gloves she had drawn and shook them in front of everyone. Under the light, the gloves emitted a mysterious luster.

"Huh? There's something else?" Feng Hen was stunned. He was originally immersed in his own thoughts, but was abruptly brought back to reality by Leng Ningyan's words.

His eyes widened instantly, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and his mouth opened slightly, as if an egg could be stuffed in. He also sat up straight subconsciously, staring closely at the gloves in Leng Ningyan's hand, his heart full of curiosity.

"My goodness, I really don't know whether you are the destiny or I am the destiny? You are so unlucky!" Feng Hen smiled helplessly. As he spoke, he shook his head gently. Although there was a smile on his face, there was a hint of bitterness in that smile.

He was somewhat envious of Leng Ningyan's good luck, but at the same time he was also a little annoyed by his own "bad luck".

However, he quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, everyone is a team, and the good luck of his teammates is also the good luck of the team.

But these are our own people. The more and rarer entries they produce, the greater their chances of winning the next game.

Feng Hen knew clearly that in the upcoming fierce competition, every rare entry could become the key factor in turning the tide of the battle.

His eyes became determined, as if he had already seen their team overcoming all obstacles and being invincible on the field.

He secretly made up his mind to work closely with his teammates to give full play to the role of these entries.

"Hey, look at this entry! This is quite practical!" Leng Ningyan shouted excitedly, her voice full of joy and pride.

She carefully showed everyone the entries on the gloves, her eyes revealing a hint of anticipation, hoping to gain everyone's approval.

Hands: Jade phoenix hanging on a branch

Quality: gold

Items: Mist Hidden, Poison Immune

Kirigakure: Speed ​​increases by 30% while in a smoke bomb.

Poison immunity: Immune to the erosion of poison gas bombs.

"Not bad! These two are also very practical. You can use thermal imaging and field expansion. It doesn't matter if others throw poison gas at you." Feng Hen held his chin and thought about the tactical coordination of this entry.

He lowered his head slightly, rubbed his chin lightly with his fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fell into deep thought.

His mind raced, imagining every possible scenario that might arise during the game and how to use this entry to develop the most effective tactic.

He thought of the smoke-filled battlefield, where Leng Ningyan, with the help of the "Mist Hide" attribute, shuttled between enemies like a ghost, making it difficult for the enemy to defend themselves; and when the enemy released poison gas bombs, she could rely on the "Poison Immunity" attribute to remain unscathed and continue fighting.

The more Feng Hen thought about it, the more he felt that this entry had great potential, and a confident smile gradually appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Yes, that's right. This way we don't have to wear a gas mask!" Leng Ningyan nodded slightly.

There was a look of approval on her face, as if she had already pictured in her mind the scene of being able to move freely without having to wear the heavy and stuffy gas mask, and the words of agreement slowly came out from her rosy lips.