Eat a chicken [e-sports]

Chapter 19

Since last night, Mr. Wei became famous in the first battle, and the viewers of the whole cake live broadcast knew that there was a local tyrant named ABC who sent [-] seafood platters for Qufu at one time, setting a record high.

Even Qufu has become popular, and everyone wants to see what kind of skills the anchor can make the local tyrants so careless about money.

Overnight, the Qufu live broadcast room gained 30 fans. No matter what kind of mentality those people have, the four rows are still going on.

After Jian Yang went online, the first thing Kai Mai said was: "Mr. Wei, I know you are rich, but I didn't expect you to be so rich. I have offended you so much in the past. Don't take it to heart."

"Ah, what's the matter?" Nixidie asked.

Apparently after quitting the game in Qufu last night, Jian Yang came to watch his live broadcast, while nixidie went to solo queue alone, not understanding what happened at all.

"It's okay." Jian Yang sighed, lit a cigarette and said inscrutably, "Some things, just let me bear it alone."

"Stupid."

The newly joined audience asked enthusiastically:

[Who is always Wei?Is it the No. [-] ABC, he is playing games with the anchor? ]

[Did you see, the one in the little white dress is our President Wei, who never speaks on the microphone, very mysterious. ]

[The strong do not need to turn on the microphone. ]

Jian Yang just likes to take advantage of his lips, but when he really plays the game, he only has his favorite car in his eyes, let alone Mr. Wei, even if his girlfriend is in front of him, he will never let it go!

Jian Yang: "Fuck, which grandson robbed my motorcycle, Lao Qu, you have a gun, hit him!"

In this round, the four of them jumped off the bridge, and only saw two other parachutes in the air. Seeing that they jumped in a team, the two of them were very timid and planned to drive away. Unfortunately, they chose the two-person motorcycle that Jian Yang liked. According to the distance, they would reach the motorcycle before Jian Yang. Jian Yang was so angry that he didn't even have time to pick up the gun, and rushed forward to defend his motorcycle.

At this moment, Qufu picked up an AK in his hand, and the red dot AK knocked down the two car thieves to the ground, and both of them were headshots. A moving target AK headshot requires a strong ability to predict. The operation caused a long series of six in the barrage.

Just after Qufu knocked down the two people who were about to grab the car, the crosshairs aimed at Jian Yang's head, only aimed for two seconds, then put it away, and did not shoot.

Qiaotou Fishing Village is considered a wild area. This route flies across G Port. The three of Qufu Guard General Jian Yang and the others chose this place to find a car. Nixidie stubbornly opened her umbrella long in advance and floated slowly to the airport.

Jian Yang who got the car was very excited: "Is there anyone who wants to take my car? Old Qu, Mr. Wei, first come, first served."

"Go by yourself." Qufu said disgustedly, he found a Bengbeng on the side of the road, which saved Jian Yang's life, Bengbeng made a loud noise, drifted neatly and stopped in front of Mr. Wei and said, " Mr. Wei, get in the car."

So, a motorcycle drove into the airport one after the other, Qufu looked at the sign, and nixidie was still floating slowly in the sky.

Jian Yang said: "Old Qu, drive faster, we will arrive before the dishes are washed."

Nixidie: "Hehe."

In the end they arrived at the airport at the same time, the only difference was that Qufu carried an AK on his back, Mr. Wei found the M4, and Jian Yang and Nixidie were penniless.

"Each of you has a building C, and I'll go to the police station." After a brief assignment of tasks, the airport search officially began.

Jian Yang: "I'm going to the middle building."

nixidie: "I'm in the north building."

The remaining south building is naturally Mr. Wei's.

After almost searching most of the supplies at the airport, no one came here. The entire airport was as quiet as a chicken, and the safety zone was brushed to the upper half. The four of them drove two iron jeeps and prepared to cross the bridge.

"This is definitely someone guarding the bridge." Nixidie asserted.

Qu Fu didn't care and said: "Then let him go and never return."

Jian Yang: "We four, who are we afraid of?"

Mr. Wei: [Go fight! ]

Sure enough, after staying with them for a long time, Mr. Wei also became obsessed with the pleasure of fighting with steel guns. Men, when they are strong enough, who doesn't like to have a good fight with the opponent, and have a hearty fight, which is not in vain. .

The car stopped at the head of the bridge, Qufu opened the mirror and saw no one, so they drove the car to the middle bunker again, and after some investigation, there was nothing unusual. Either there was no one blocking the bridge, or the other side was very calm. Stable until now.

"Drive straight ahead?" Jian Yang asked.

Qu Fu agreed: "Okay, one person on one side, you look to the left, if you see someone, Mr. Wei, you can fight directly in the car."

The car started slowly, and just as they were about to pass the bridge, the gunshots that had been suppressed for a long time rang out instantly, and the body was shot countless times. Qufu looked to the right, and there were two people hiding behind the car. He did not stop, but controlled the direction , and ran directly towards the two men who were shooting at them.

Qufu directly hit and killed one, then quickly jumped out of the car to fight back, and fired two shots. Mr. Wei fired the last shot from the car and knocked the man down. Immediately afterwards, Jian Yang and Nixidie finished off the remaining two.

The four people blocking the bridge were all wiped out.

"Brother, it's a bit fierce." Box, who was wiped out by them, said unwillingly.

Jian Yang proudly said: "It's amazing, the little overlord at the bridgehead is not in vain."

"What's your ID? Let's go together."

Nixidie said abruptly, "Don't talk about the box."

"Pfft." Jian Yang laughed, "That won't work, I'm too good, and my teammates can't bear me."

"go to hell."

"Who gave you the face?" Qu Fu couldn't help asking.

Jian Yangquan pretended not to hear, and continued to happily brag about his record with that box brother, talking about how he led his teammates to eat chicken, and he called himself the chicken god.

"Washing the dishes, you drive the car away and let him run by himself." Qu Fu suggested.

Nixidie immediately followed suit, leaving Jian Yang alone at the bridgehead.

Brother Box was also puzzled: "Hey, Chicken God, why did your teammate slip away?"

The live broadcast room was full of laughter. Seeing that Jian Yang's logo was getting farther and farther away from them, the three of them had already occupied the next resource point to search.

Mr. Wei: [Is there 5.56? ]

"Yes." Qu Fu asked, "I'll give you ninety rounds, is that enough?"

Mr. Wei ran behind him, picked up the bullet, and two words popped up in the message:

Mr. Wei: [Thank you. ]

"You're welcome." Qu Fu raised the corner of his mouth and opened the door of a room. Thirty rounds of 5.56 bullets were found on the ground inside.

"Someone is running on the mountain." Qufu saw two figures in the distance from the window, opened the mirror and took a look, "E110, on the hillside, three."

Qufu held the SKS in his hand and knocked down one of them with three shots. Mr. Wei helped him fill up the gun next to him, causing the person who was crawling slowly on the ground to die immediately. Ken out.

Jian Yang just arrived at this time, and Qu Fu said: "Old Jian, you go around the mountain."

"Bastard, you left me alone, and now I've worked so hard to get here, and I'll be treated as a coolie by you." Jian Yang complained while groping behind the mountain.

"The end of the mouth." Nixidie made up the knife.

There were Qufu and others holding guns in front of them. Jian Yang quickly touched behind them, and dealt with two of them one by one. He licked his bag and called out: "There is a third-level head, Mr. Wei, come quickly."

The three of them ran to the back of the mountain at the same time, and Jian Yang lay down in front of the box and said, "Come on, Mr. Wei, we can't take advantage of these two bastards."

After Mr. Wei put on the third-level headgear, Qufu noticed Jian Yang's dark head, pointed his gun at it and said, "Old Jane, what's on your head?"

Nixidie followed, "Why do I look so familiar?"

Jian Yang: "Roll rolling, that's my third-level head."

Mr. Wei: [Do you want mine? Give it to you? ]

Qufu: [No, you can wear it. ]

Mr. Wei, who was taciturn and had almost no communication with his teammates, became the group favorite in the four-person team. He kept close to him for any good things. Afterwards, they chased an airdrop, which contained Geely clothes and groza, and they unanimously gave it to Mr. Wei , but only one person in Qufu can see the typed thank you, polite and well-behaved.

Afterwards, in the decisive battle circle, four hit three and eat chicken smoothly. As soon as Qufu relaxed, he saw the bullet screen yelling:

[There are advertisements. ]

[The room manager wakes up, the ad is closed. ]

For any well-known anchor, people will come to the live broadcast room to view advertisements almost every day, either add WeChat to watch videos, or go to the website to chat passionately and nakedly. Qufu is curious about what is going on today, but when the next wave of advertisements appears, it surprises him .

[Live room 886439, please ask Mr. Wei to find out. ]

[Live room 886439, please ask Mr. Wei to find out. ]

……

Qu Fu stared straight, smiled wryly and couldn't help saying: "This is, to rob people?"

The advertisements in the live broadcast room blatantly hit his territory.

The screen swiping account was quickly blocked by the house management, and Qufu adjusted his earphones and asked: "Has anyone of you watched it? What is that live broadcast room for?"

[Sexy anchorwoman, pole dancer. ]

[Spicy eyes, and tongue out. ]

"Mr. Wei, female anchor, are you interested?" Qu Fu teased.

Mr. Wei: [Can female anchors have fun games? ]

"Yes." Qufu agreed.

[How could Mr. Wei be that kind of person! ]

[Could Brother Qu be moved by himself? ]

Qufu glanced at the barrage, and said righteously: "What are you talking about, can female anchors be as attractive as games?"

Jian Yang: "Yes!"

nixidie: "Second."

Mr. Wei: [Add one. ]

A group of dead straight men are hopeless.