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    Brian bolted back at the sound of gunshots. But by the time he got back, there was only a girl lying on


    the ground, she was “dead”. The girl waited for him to get closer, wrapping her arms around his legs


    and bursting into tears, “That woman scared the living daylights out of me!”


    “It’s not a real gun, what’s the big deal?” Brian tried to soothe her.


    “No, no, in that split second, I thought she really killed me!” she said fearfully, her face gone white as a


    sheet.


    She’d been in plenty of real-life CS games before, but this was the first time she’d ever been so


    terrified.


    Brian tried tofort his girlfriend again, hispetitive spirit fired up. He was a pro shooter, so taking


    on a few amateurs should be a piece of cake, right?


    If he couldn’t protect his own girlfriend, what kind of man would he bel


    He told the girl to rest up on the side, gripping his gun tightly, his face a mask of cold determination,


    “Wait for me to get back at


    them!


    Ryan and his team had scattered, quickly rallying his own team not to besiege Estelle anymore, but


    instead to rush to the blue team’s g fortress as soon as possible.


    However, when they arrived, everyone was stunned to find the fortress gless.


    No wonder they had had such an easy ride!


    But how in the world did the three red team members manage to break their siege and take their g


    so quickly?


    It was beyond belief!


    Brian seemed to realize something, his face changing slightly. “They must’ve taken the g


    themselves, we need to get back on defense, pronto!”


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    Meanwhile, Henson, g in hand, was leisurely heading towards the red team’s territory with Jonathan.


    He looked around, disappointed, “Weren’t there a lot of red team members? Howe we only


    bumped into two on our way?” And they didn’t put up any fight at all!


    Jonathan justughed it off, “Maybe Estelle took care of them all, let her have some fun, no rush!”


    Henson shot him a nce, snorting, “You’re clearly ying favorites!”


    Jonathan frowned, “Didn’t we let you have all the funst round? One round each, fair and square!”


    Henson epted his exnation, magnanimously saying, “Alright then!”


    Just as they were talking, there was a rustling from the bushes to their left. Henson immediately went


    on alert, aiming his gun at the source of the noise.


    Just as Henson was about to shoot, Jonathan suddenly grabbed his gun, “Don’t shoot!”


    As Henson looked on in surprise, Estelle slowly emerged from the shadows of the trees. She smiled at


    Henson, “You’re quite alert!


    Henson said, “Why didn’t you make a sound, I almost ‘killed’ you!”


    Jonathan handed his gun back to him, smiling faintly, “She deliberately made a noise to test you. If she


    wasn’t your teammate, you’d be ‘dead’, and you wanted to “kill” her?”


    Henson felt thoroughly looked down upon and Jonathan’s protectiveness towards Estelle. Jonathan


    saying he wasn’t ying favorites?


    He was about to blow his top!


    Estelle smiled and said: “The red team will rush back to defend as soon as they see our g is gone.


    We need to get moving. pronto!”


    With that, she took the lead and left, just like before.