Chen Peipei asked, "Is he really done for?"
Bai Qing nodded, "Yeah, he's at 78 points, but it's a pity that the eighth place is at 91 points. Even though he just got eliminated, Li Yang has no room to maneuver."
"Oh, why not just give him a spot? You're the ones who set the rules, can't you just change them as you please?"
"If it can be changed, it's not a rule. According to him, once a rule is set, as long as it doesn't cause any adverse effects, even the rule maker shouldn't change it lightly. Only this way can everyone follow it."
As they were talking, Li Yang on the field lifted his head again and got shot instantly.
But he quickly aimed and took one person down.
He was like a tenacious little cockroach, shifting left and right, picking furiously.
If he got hit, he'd lie down and heal.
Gradually, more bullet lines began to focus in his direction, and a melee ensued.
Melee meant people getting knocked out.
