Chapter 39: 39： Tears the water friend

039. Tearing a water friend

Seeing the girl fall in a pool of blood, the audience was sympathetic and funny.

"Sister: My boxing champion! Myojin: Oh."

"Hahahahaha, my belly is almost bursting with laughter."

"Shuiyou-1, black powder +1"

"The girl is dumbfounded, am I not the champion?"

"It's too much! All the girls are killed! It's really awful!"

...

Jiang Siming smiled embarrassedly, and said to the corpse sister Shuiyou: "I'm sorry, my fist is too strong and confiscated."

Who would have thought that the girl suddenly cried!

"Wow~~Myojin, you bully me~"

"This...I can't do it if I was wrong, what do you think of me, as long as you bring it up, but it's not excessive, I will promise you."

"really?"

"Well, really."

"Then I want you to tease me in the softest voice, okay?"

"This...no problem."

After agreeing, the girl didn't cry anymore, waiting for Jiang Siming to tease her expectantly.

"Don't have that kind of local love, I like to listen to art."

"The requirements are still so high, shut your mouth if you want to listen!" Jiang Siming pretended to be angered, and the other party smiled and stopped talking.

The audience are also very curious about what Jiang Siming will say, will Myojin tease his sister? Isn't it a straight man of steel?

After clearing his throat a little bit, Jiang Siming's tone became serious. The audience couldn't stand his seriousness, especially the female audience, who couldn't help but clamp their legs.

"do you know?"

"Like you, I probably gave up a thousand times in my heart. As long as you look back once, I will rekindle the hope of loving you."

"Even if the catastrophe is over, even if the love is deep in the bones, I will treat you as before, and the years are the same."

"I really want to accompany you to cook snow and tea, Baishou Tianya, thousands of lights, the moon falls home."

After reading in one breath, Jiang Siming found that the live broadcast room was silent.

Afterwards, the cry of the Shuiyou girl sounded again. Compared with the pretended cry last time, this time she sobbed softly, really crying.

"Myojin, thank you, this is the best love word I have ever heard, thank you, I'm off, goodbye."

After all, the female water friend no longer has a voice.

"Myojin, you made all the girls cry."

"I am a buddha, this set of love words is ten thousand times stronger than those love words that are too dirty!"

"Remember it, and save it for confession later!"

"Such a nice voice, coupled with such a nice love story, is too powerful for our girls!"

"Hey, hey, cry me too, Myojin villain, I'm going to snipe you too, let you talk about love to me~"

...

Jiang Siming never thought it would be like this, is it the first time this girl has heard this kind of literary love story? It's too easy to get it done.

I don't want to think about it, turn off all voices, and Jiang Siming comes out of the boxing ring and moves on.

The two Win94s once again ‘re-emerged’, and they lost a lot of time in the ‘friendly exchange’ with water friends.

The drug circle at this time is already the fourth to last wave, and the safe zone is no longer in Picardo.

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The circle is so small, but the map still shows more than forty people.

This is PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds without a link. When the external plug-in was rampant a year ago, the first poison circle had not been brushed, and there were a dozen or twenty left in the game.

It's not dead now. There are still a lot of people in almost every final round. It's too real.

However, Jiang Siming was able to meet so many people in the finals because he didn't go to kill and patronizes the pk with friends.

Only then can these players survive till now.

Before the car entered the circle, Jiang Siming was intercepted by a poisonous player. Even if he did not enter the circle himself, he would not let Jiang Siming in.

Jiang Siming pulled up the handbrake in the next second, jumped out of the car, and shot win94 in that direction.

After the shot was fired, Jiang Siming didn't even look at the man, so he got on the car again and continued to set off, very chic.

"The player [ming] used Win94 to kill the player [xxoo]"

The audience is already a little numb, and the word show is really going on all the time in Jiang Siming's live broadcast.

Only the new audiences exclaimed, and the old audiences calmed their little emotions just like the older brother and the younger brother.

"Basic exercise, don't 6, sit all!"

"What a fuss, can you calm down?"

"This is the norm in the Myojin live broadcast room, newcomers should learn something."

"The old man who has been here for two days tells you that you can't make a small run in the live broadcast of Mingshen, otherwise you will miss a wonderful operation if you don't pay attention."

"Mengxin has been taught, old people, please have tea!"

...

As soon as he ran into the circle, Jiang Siming's so conspicuous and arrogant car was beaten by the crowd at various points.

The car was about to explode soon, and there was no other choice but to abandon the car and temporarily hide in a gutter to get blood.

Jiang Siming's position is very poor, almost as long as he shows up, at least three people can see him.

Coupled with this kind of top-level game, you will burp if you don't pay attention, and Jiang Siming is not a god.

The audience couldn't help worrying about Jiang Siming. Myojin should be dying. This chicken is hopeless.

But he can't be blamed, that water friend has delayed his rhythm for too long.

Otherwise, with Jiang Siming's killing style, there would never be so many people in the finals at this time, and it would not be reduced to such a bad position.

Watching with the audience, there are the 4am players in the base club office.

Great God took the lead. Several other players were sitting around, and several managers and coaches were also on one side.

Their computer broadcasts Jiang Siming's live broadcast.

"This force is finally going to die." Xiao Xing said happily, the enemy who was destroyed by Jiang Siming's group is still there, this time he can finally be seen dead.

"People are not dead yet." Great God said silently.

"I took a look at such a bad location. There are at least six people around him, all of whom are in the top segment. It would be too ridiculous to want to survive." Xiao Xing made a very well-founded analysis.

"Yes, this position is too bad, he still has two win94s, isn't this a joke." Aluka also agreed.

Weishen turned his gaze to coach Alor, the middle-aged man with gold wire glasses had been staring at the computer screen, his eyes gleaming with wisdom.

"Dying or not, it's not what we want to see." Coach Allor said.

"What we want to see is whether he can respond calmly and calmly in such an extremely disadvantaged situation, and whether he can have a certain counterattack operation."

The manager also nodded when he heard the words, and said: "We have watched this person live for two days, and we can only watch him go smoothly, occupy favorable terrain in advance, and shoot and kill people."

"A strong tailwind is not really good. Only in adversity can a person's true professional strength be tested. Otherwise, no matter how strong he is, he can only be a passerby anchor player."

The coach added:

"Shark’s XDD is a good example. Playing in the passerby mode, the operation is very beautiful, and eating chicken is very simple, but after rng pulled him into the team to play professionally, it was completely different. He has not yet been able to play the game officially. Why is this? It’s because he can’t deal with headwinds, and it’s easy to impulsively shoot someone to death."

After listening, several people stopped talking and watched the live broadcast silently.

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