Fearing that the members of DK would recognize his identity, Jiang Siming purposely chose to fly very slowly.
Seeing this, DK figured there was no way this could be Jiang Siming, their confidence surging back up as they chose to land in the Boxing Arena.
Jiang Siming followed right on their tails, but instead of flying to the third floor, he went straight to the first floor.
If there were no guns on the first floor, he would just run over to search the nearby housing compound.
Therefore, landing on the first floor of the Boxing Gym was the safest bet; unlike the roof, where you had nowhere to run if you wanted to, an enemy with a gun would chase you all the way down.
In the locker room on the left side of the first floor, an S12K shotgun lay on the ground.
It looked like he wouldn't need to go anywhere else.
Jiang Siming picked up the S12K, instantly feeling that the Boxing Gym was already under his control.
Regrettably, the two locker rooms on the first floor were as poor as ever, and aside from this shotgun, there was absolutely nothing else—not even a piece of armor.
However, Jiang Siming didn't plan to go searching anywhere else for helmets and armor; time was money, oh wait, time was fragments.
The longer it dragged on, the fewer fragments he would pick up, since after all, you never knew when other squads would start killing each other off.
Toting the S12K, Jiang Siming arrived at the stairwell, his amplified hearing allowing him to catch every single noise inside the Boxing Gym.
There were four sets of footsteps in total, all up on the second and third floors.
Unflustered, Jiang Siming waited for a hare by a stump.
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