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Chapter 962: Chapter 897 “Three Gun Case Shock” (Two In One)_2 Chapter 962: Chapter 897 “Three Gun Case Shock” (Two In One)_2 “?” The big-bearded teammate froze for a moment, has he been shot?

Is that so rare?

“What, you’ve run out of medicine?” The curly-haired brother asked as he dragged the backpack over, looking for bandages.

Turner stopped his teammate with his hand: “It’s not about the medicine, it’s that the goddamn bullet hit my ass again!”

“Pfft!” Both teammates burst into laughter instantly, and the live broadcast audience also immediately began typing a storm of “hahaha” comments.

Because this was the second time.

Compared to his teammates, Turner had been shot the least, only twice, but both bullets had hit his ass, one on the left half, the other on the right half!

It was as if someone was doing it on purpose, causing Turner’s heart to rage with fury, wishing he could immediately stand up and gun down all these people.

But his desire for advancing and the [Inscription Bullet] made him suppress his anger and continue to crawl cautiously underground.

But just as he had advanced no more than 10 meters, another stray bullet shot towards him, and precisely towards Turner’s butt!

“FUCK!!!!!”

Turner could no longer hold back, and violently sprang from the ground, shooting wildly towards the direction of the bullet.

This vigorous movement instantly attracted fiercer retaliation!

Facing such an obvious target, nobody was stingy with their bullets anymore.

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Bullets flew from all directions on him.

“What the fuck are you doing!” The big-bearded teammate threw Turner to the ground.

But even though his reaction was very fast, Turner was instantly left with critical health, just one more hit short of dying.

Turner was thrown to the ground by his teammate, his face full of shame and anger: “I got fucking shot again!”

“?” The big-bearded brother was stunned, “You got shot in the ass again?”

“…” Turner gritted his teeth, took a two second pause, before indignantly saying, “Pretty much.”

“Pretty much??” The big-bearded brother was a little confused, “If you were shot, you were shot, if not, then you weren’t, how can there be a ‘pretty much’?”

The other curly-haired British teammate also leaned over and asked, looking at Turner’s butt, “Is it the left side or the right side this time?”

“…” Turner’s silence lasted even longer.

In the end, he turned over on the spot, his face nearly buried in the ground before begrudgingly answering, “In the middle…”

“???”

“???”

Both teammates were completely stunned.

The million viewers in the live broadcast room were also stunned.

Everyone subconsciously looked towards the middle of Turner’s butt, which was normally a subconscious action—in the virtual world, apart from special circumstances, a bullet would immediately disappear after hitting a player.

But now, everybody was shocked to see: in the middle of Turner’s butt, a silver light flashed intermittently.

“!!!”

“!!!”

Both teammates looked at each other in shock.

“Turner…what did you put up your ass?” the curly-haired teammate asked first.

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The big-bearded teammate was also full of shock: “Damn it!

You never told us, you’re actually gay!”

—This pair hadn’t heard about [Inscription Bullets], their first reaction was that Turner had stuffed something in his backdoor and accidentally revealed it when hit by a stray bullet.

“Is that possible?” The curly-haired Brit muttered, “Might have to try it out when I get back…”

“!” The big-bearded teammate was even more shocked, “Do you fucking know what you’re saying?!!”

“Uh…I meant, for my boyfriend to try…” the curly-haired brother tried to explain.

“!!” The big-bearded brother felt his worldview was being refreshed.

“FUCK!!

What the hell are you two talking about!” Turner, lying on the ground, turned his head to look at two teammates who were chatting nonsense, “That’s a fucking bullet!”

“I’m straight!”

“I don’t, and I can’t possibly stuff anything up my ass!!”

To prove his point, he disregarded his appearance, swiftly stretched his hand between his legs and grabbed the exquisite silver carved Inscription Bullet, yanking it out forcefully.

“Pfft!”

A small stream of blood sprayed out as the bullet was pulled out, staining the pants near the wound red, making it look like Turner was having his period.

Both teammates leaned back simultaneously.

Even the viewers in the live broadcast room felt a phantom pain in their ass, never mind them.

Turner didn’t mind them, instead brought the exquisite silver bullet up to his face and carefully confirmed that the pattern was different from what he had seen in “Battlefield”.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

—fortunately, they hadn’t encountered last year’s [Freedom Day] champion team.

The competition was still ongoing for the day, and his impression of the [Freedom Day Champion] had already undergone earth-shattering changes.

If he could contact the outside world during the event, he would have already sent a “Awesome” to [Burning] in his friend list!

He shook his head to calm himself down, then handed the bloody bullet to his British teammate.

The curly-haired brother reflexively caught it, but then immediately froze, “What’s this for?”

Turner blinked: “Didn’t you say you wanted your boyfriend to try?

Here, don’t be shy!”

“??” The curly-haired brother looked at the bullet, covered with Turner’s blood from his ass, then back at Turner’s sincere face, for a moment he couldn’t distinguish if this was a “sincere friendship” or “indirect NTR”.

If he was like this, then there was no need to mention the big bearded brother next to him.

—The elder brother was completely and utterly dumbfounded.

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Eighty meters away from Turner and his teammates was the hiding place of Ivan Ivanov.

With incredible patience and willpower, Ivan had executed his plan perfectly, remaining silent and still underwater, waiting with anticipation.