After blending into the plum-blossom stakes, Jiang Siming no longer had any worries.
Not only was he unflustered, he even had time to drink a bottle of cola to refresh himself.
His backpack still contained plenty of Grenades and Molotov cocktails, but Jiang Siming did not use a single one.
It was not because he was reluctant to use them. If he accidentally bombed them to death, he would lose out.
After all, he could only pick up Universal Fragments by killing enemies with the AWM.
Old Jiang was very good at managing his household, and no matter what, he would not let these last two Universal Fragments slip away.
After the two people on the other side realized that Jiang Siming had infiltrated their position, they began frantically throwing explosives at him.
Grenades, flashbangs, and Molotov cocktails flew toward him as if they were free.
This indirectly proved how panicked the two were. They were terrified of facing Jiang Siming head-on and wished these Grenades and Molotov cocktails could simply finish him off.
Unfortunately, the explosives they threw seemed to vanish like mud oxen entering the sea. They could only hear booming and crackling sounds, but no notification appeared saying that Jiang Siming had died.
Once they had thrown all their explosives, the shrinking zone was about to reach the plum-blossom stakes.
The two could only move forward nervously.
Just now, Jiang Siming had been running from the zone while they took shots at him, but unfortunately, they had not hit him at all.
Now the tables had turned. Jiang Siming was waiting for them at the plum-blossom stakes and would be the one taking shots at them.
The two were quite clever. They immediately imitated Jiang Siming, pulling out their smoke Grenades and throwing them all out.
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