"Are there no more bullets?"
An Feng, who had already accepted his fate, also thought of this. His heart suddenly shook.
Thinking about it carefully, this was a matter of course.
One had to know that Rozen used high-explosive bullets, not ordinary bullets.
While the power of the high-explosive bomb was astonishing, its price was also quite expensive. It was not inferior to special bullets like the Electromagnetic Stun Bomb at all. In addition, it was much heavier than ordinary bullets. If one were to prepare a lot of high-explosive bombs, it would definitely be a burden on one's body. Therefore, no matter how rich one was, it was impossible to bring a large number of high-explosive bombs.
However, Rozen used such bullets as if they were free. He had been using them since the beginning of the battle. He didn't know how many times he had bombed them. In this way, how could he not exhaust his reserves?
He must have run out of bullets. That's why he stopped sniping.
In other words …
"Here's my chance!"
An Feng realized this.
Without any hesitation, An Feng suddenly accelerated.
At this moment, An Feng used his speed to the limit. Without any deceleration, he turned into a black whirlwind and rushed toward the building where Rozen was.
Without the bombardment of high-explosive bullets and sniping, with An Feng's speed, the distance of 500 meters was naturally covered in a short while.
Therefore, An Feng rushed into the building smoothly.
"We won!"
"We won this time!"
"Haha! That's great! "
In GGO, most of the players who watched this scene through the live broadcast laughed excitedly.
"Who told you to be so extravagant and use high-explosive bullets?"
"That's right, this is retribution, right?"
"Serves you right!"
The players who bet on An Feng to win and the players who had grudges against Rozen discussed excitedly.
Of course, the players who bet on Rozen weren't in a good mood.
"How disappointing."
"I thought you could win."
"Can't you leave a few high-explosive bullets?"
The gamers started to complain.
Everyone thought that after An Feng rushed into the building, Rozen was finished.
After all, in the building, it was impossible for Rozen to snipe. Close combat was An Feng's specialty. Under the unparalleled speed of An Feng, Rozen was basically finished.
Only a portion of the players noticed something strange through the livestream.
"Look!"
"What is this Magician planning to do?"
These people were astonished.
This was because Rozen, who had stopped sniping, stood up slowly and sat on his desk, looking at the direction of the door with a smile on his face. He did not show the slightest bit of fear or nervousness, let alone quickly retreating or hiding.
"This … What the hell is going on?"
"Is Magician planning to fight Dark Wind head-on?"
"Aren't you overconfident?"
The players were in an uproar.
However, everyone was indeed curious about Rozen's actions.
What exactly was Rozen planning to do?
Many people were looking forward to it.
.....
"Bang!"
After an unknown period of time, the office door was kicked open.
An Feng pointed at the office with his M900A and slowly walked in.
"You're here."
Rozen, who was sitting on the desk, did not hold a sniper rifle, nor did he pick up a revolver. He just sat there and looked at An Feng with a smile.
"… I thought you would immediately move and hide somewhere else. I didn't expect you to still be here, and you even greeted me empty-handed."
An Feng was silent for a while, then said with great vigilance.
"What are you planning?"
Obviously, An Feng thought that Rozen had set up some kind of trap here.
But Rozen didn't say anything.
"Nothing, I just want to see your real fighting style."
Rozen said directly.
"See my real fighting style?"
An Feng was slightly startled.
But that was indeed Rozen's intention.
"Aren't you known as the Ghost of Hit and Run?" Rozen smiled and said, "If that's the case, I won't be able to enjoy myself if I kill you on the way before you show your tactic of running away."
This sentence made An Feng speechless.
That's what he said, right?
"Are you purposely not moving your position because you want to challenge me here?"
An Feng said in a deep voice.
"You can say that." Rozen nodded and said with a smile: "No matter what, I'm already in GGO. After I finish my business, I probably won't come back again. Before that, isn't it quite meaningful to fight the strongest player in this game?"
That was Rozen's idea on a whim.
However, as Rozen said, it was rare for him to move here, and he probably won't come back again in the future. Before he finished his business, it was worth it to fight the strongest player in the entire server.
However, An Feng obviously didn't know about Rozen's situation.
"Finish your business?"
An Feng didn't understand what Rozen meant.
An Feng didn't think much about it and said coldly: "I'm not the strongest player in the entire server. I was only the runner-up in the last BoB tournament. If you want to say the strongest player in the entire server, it should be the champion of the last BoB tournament …"
Before An Feng could finish his sentence, he was immediately interrupted by Rozen.
"No, you are the strongest player in the entire server." "Not to mention that the guy who beat you is not as skilled as you, that guy will never show up again. You are the strongest player in GGO right now." Rozen said with certainty.
"Wh … What?" An Feng was stunned. He didn't understand what Rozen meant.
Rozen didn't bother to explain.
"Okay, let's start."
Rozen jumped from his desk and looked at An Feng with a smile.
"Otherwise, I'll waste my time asking you to come here."
As he spoke, Rozen threw a pile of bullets on the ground.
Looking at the pile of bullets, An Feng's pupils shrank.
This was because the pile of bullets on the ground were high-explosive bullets.
Rozen's high-explosive bullets were not used up at all.
In other words, the opponent deliberately let An Feng enter the building and come to him.
"You …!"
An Feng's face was slightly distorted and his eyes were filled with humiliation.
The opportunity that he thought he could win turned out to be deliberately given by the opponent. This made An Feng feel like he was being looked down upon.
"I'll make you regret it!"
An Feng suddenly raised the M900A in his hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation at Rozen.
"Da da da da da …!"
The ultra-light machine gun's muzzle immediately spurted out sparks, and countless bullets were discharged, like a storm, attacking Rozen's direction.
However, before that, Rozen had disappeared.
He jumped on the spot and jumped towards the ceiling.
"Da da da da …!"
An Feng immediately raised his gun and let the bullets fly upwards.
However, as soon as Rozen jumped to the ceiling, he immediately turned around and stepped on the ceiling. His entire body was like a shadow as he swept to the side and avoided the countless incoming bullets. The bullets landed on the ceiling and left burnt black holes.
"Clang …"
An inaudible sound was heard.
That was the sound caused by Rozen pulling out the military dagger on the side of his thigh.
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