Wang Zhichu smiled slightly and said, "Can I refuse?"

The nose nail man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

On this trip, the nose nail man came specially for Wang Chuchu.

I waited a long time for this.

How can you easily let go of the king's beginnings?

"Call him!"

"Yes, yes, fight him!"

"Great God, if you fight him, I don't believe that his sword battle is invincible. ”

"Great God, we believe in you!"

"Great God, don't be cowardly!"

Before the king could reply, the crowd around him began to shout.

The nasal nail man said with a smile: "If you win, take 10,000 yuan, and if you lose, I don't need anything."

You don't lose anything, at most you're wasting a game of time. ”

"Since you've said so, I'll play!"

After Wang Zhizhi finished speaking, he sat down in the position where the person was sitting just now, and said, "Dude, my CrossFire game number has been sold a long time ago, and now I don't have a number, use yours, don't you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind!"

The person who fought against the nose nail man just now had the strength of a Kyoto man, and he was very bold, and he kindly reminded: "I don't have many melee weapons in my number, and I don't have heroic weapons. ”

"It's okay!"

Wang Zhichu smiled and nodded.

Others have generously lent their game accounts to themselves to play, so what do you have to mind?

The reason why Wang Chuchu agreed so happily was that he felt that the man with nose nails was not bad.

Although he especially wanted to fight with himself, since he entered the Internet café, he did not bother Wang Zhizhi with great fanfare and arrogance, let alone strongly asked Wang Zhichu to fight with him immediately, but waited quietly on the side.

This little thing alone shows his character.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Zhichu and the nose nail man began to fight.

With the nose nail man built the room.

The game begins.

The mode is still a knife fight.

The map is still an arena.

The number is still forty.

The nose stud man's melee weapon is still a Nepalese saber.

He seems to be very good at playing Nepalese sabres.

It has reached the point of perfection.

As for the king's beginning, the melee weapon used was a very ordinary Malay sword.

Now the Malay sword has rotted the streets in the line of fire.

Wang Zhichu's Malay sword is not only because it is rotten on the street, but most importantly, because it is not a hero-level weapon.

After all, it's recharged, so the heroic weapon of CrossFire still has a certain bonus.

In addition, Wang Zhichu has not played CrossFire for many years, and the nose nail man looks like he will play every day and night.

For a combination of various reasons, Wang Zhichu did not have an advantage.

"Malay sword! The great god uses a Malay sword!"

"What a Malay sword! It's a Malay dog!"

"Malay dog is such a shady person, this guy seems to be a bad man!"

"Hahahaha, Malay dog, Malay dog, hold down the left button and don't let go!"

Seeing that someone was boasting about the beginning of the pursuit of Wang, the partners of the nasal nail man were suddenly unhappy, and they couldn't help but mock.

The man with the nose stud waved his hand, signaling them not to mess around.

Wang Zhichu's face was not red and his heart was not beating, he ignored their mocking voices crookedly, and put his mind down on the screen in front of him wholeheartedly.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

When Wang Zhichu controlled the character and held the character controlled by Malayjin close to the nose nail man, Wang Zhichu had no time to control the snake-like Malay sword to attack, and the nose nail man took the lead in attacking.

The Nepalese saber is narrow and slender, and it comes with a straight and stiff headshot.

Wang Zhichu smiled slightly and said, "Can I refuse?"

The nose nail man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

On this trip, the nose nail man came specially for Wang Chuchu.

I waited a long time for this.

How can you easily let go of the king's beginnings?

"Call him!"

"Yes, yes, fight him!"

"Great God, if you fight him, I don't believe that his sword battle is invincible. ”

"Great God, we believe in you!"

"Great God, don't be cowardly!"

Before the king could reply, the crowd around him began to shout.

The nasal nail man said with a smile: "If you win, take 10,000 yuan, and if you lose, I don't need anything."

You don't lose anything, at most you're wasting a game of time. ”

"Since you've said so, I'll play!"

After Wang Zhizhi finished speaking, he sat down in the position where the person was sitting just now, and said, "Dude, my CrossFire game number has been sold a long time ago, and now I don't have a number, use yours, don't you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind!"

The person who fought against the nose nail man just now had the strength of a Kyoto man, and he was very bold, and he kindly reminded: "I don't have many melee weapons in my number, and I don't have heroic weapons. ”

"It's okay!"

Wang Zhichu smiled and nodded.

Others have generously lent their game accounts to themselves to play, so what do you have to mind?

The reason why Wang Chuchu agreed so happily was that he felt that the man with nose nails was not bad.

Although he especially wanted to fight with himself, since he entered the Internet café, he did not bother Wang Zhizhi with great fanfare and arrogance, let alone strongly asked Wang Zhichu to fight with him immediately, but waited quietly on the side.

This little thing alone shows his character.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Zhichu and the nose nail man began to fight.

With the nose nail man built the room.

The game begins.

The mode is still a knife fight.

The map is still an arena.

The number is still forty.

The nose stud man's melee weapon is still a Nepalese saber.

He seems to be very good at playing Nepalese sabres.

It has reached the point of perfection.

As for the king's beginning, the melee weapon used was a very ordinary Malay sword.

Now the Malay sword has rotted the streets in the line of fire.

Wang Zhichu's Malay sword is not only because it is rotten on the street, but most importantly, because it is not a hero-level weapon.

After all, it's recharged, so the heroic weapon of CrossFire still has a certain bonus.

In addition, Wang Zhichu has not played CrossFire for many years, and the nose nail man looks like he will play every day and night.

For a combination of various reasons, Wang Zhichu did not have an advantage.

"Malay sword! The great god uses a Malay sword!"

"What a Malay sword! It's a Malay dog!"

"Malay dog is such a shady person, this guy seems to be a bad man!"

"Hahahaha, Malay dog, Malay dog, hold down the left button and don't let go!"

Seeing that someone was boasting about the beginning of the pursuit of Wang, the partners of the nasal nail man were suddenly unhappy, and they couldn't help but mock.

The man with the nose stud waved his hand, signaling them not to mess around.

Wang Zhichu's face was not red and his heart was not beating, he ignored their mocking voices crookedly, and put his mind down on the screen in front of him wholeheartedly.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

When Wang Zhichu controlled the character and held the character controlled by Malayjin close to the nose nail man, Wang Zhichu had no time to control the snake-like Malay sword to attack, and the nose nail man took the lead in attacking.

The Nepalese saber is narrow and slender, and it comes with a straight and stiff headshot.

Wang Zhichu smiled slightly and said, "Can I refuse?"

The nose nail man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

On this trip, the nose nail man came specially for Wang Chuchu.

I waited a long time for this.

How can you easily let go of the king's beginnings?

"Call him!"

"Yes, yes, fight him!"

"Great God, if you fight him, I don't believe that his sword battle is invincible. ”

"Great God, we believe in you!"

"Great God, don't be cowardly!"

Before the king could reply, the crowd around him began to shout.

The nasal nail man said with a smile: "If you win, take 10,000 yuan, and if you lose, I don't need anything."

You don't lose anything, at most you're wasting a game of time. ”

"Since you've said so, I'll play!"

After Wang Zhizhi finished speaking, he sat down in the position where the person was sitting just now, and said, "Dude, my CrossFire game number has been sold a long time ago, and now I don't have a number, use yours, don't you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind!"

The person who fought against the nose nail man just now had the strength of a Kyoto man, and he was very bold, and he kindly reminded: "I don't have many melee weapons in my number, and I don't have heroic weapons. ”

"It's okay!"

Wang Zhichu smiled and nodded.

Others have generously lent their game accounts to themselves to play, so what do you have to mind?

The reason why Wang Chuchu agreed so happily was that he felt that the man with nose nails was not bad.

Although he especially wanted to fight with himself, since he entered the Internet café, he did not bother Wang Zhizhi with great fanfare and arrogance, let alone strongly asked Wang Zhichu to fight with him immediately, but waited quietly on the side.

This little thing alone shows his character.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Zhichu and the nose nail man began to fight.

With the nose nail man built the room.

The game begins.

The mode is still a knife fight.

The map is still an arena.

The number is still forty.

The nose stud man's melee weapon is still a Nepalese saber.

He seems to be very good at playing Nepalese sabres.

It has reached the point of perfection.

As for the king's beginning, the melee weapon used was a very ordinary Malay sword.

Now the Malay sword has rotted the streets in the line of fire.

Wang Zhichu's Malay sword is not only because it is rotten on the street, but most importantly, because it is not a hero-level weapon.

After all, it's recharged, so the heroic weapon of CrossFire still has a certain bonus.

In addition, Wang Zhichu has not played CrossFire for many years, and the nose nail man looks like he will play every day and night.

For a combination of various reasons, Wang Zhichu did not have an advantage.

"Malay sword! The great god uses a Malay sword!"

"What a Malay sword! It's a Malay dog!"

"Malay dog is such a shady person, this guy seems to be a bad man!"

"Hahahaha, Malay dog, Malay dog, hold down the left button and don't let go!"

Seeing that someone was boasting about the beginning of the pursuit of Wang, the partners of the nasal nail man were suddenly unhappy, and they couldn't help but mock.

The man with the nose stud waved his hand, signaling them not to mess around.

Wang Zhichu's face was not red and his heart was not beating, he ignored their mocking voices crookedly, and put his mind down on the screen in front of him wholeheartedly.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

When Wang Zhichu controlled the character and held the character controlled by Malayjin close to the nose nail man, Wang Zhichu had no time to control the snake-like Malay sword to attack, and the nose nail man took the lead in attacking.

The Nepalese saber is narrow and slender, and it comes with a straight and stiff headshot.

Wang Zhichu smiled slightly and said, "Can I refuse?"

The nose nail man raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you think?"

On this trip, the nose nail man came specially for Wang Chuchu.

I waited a long time for this.

How can you easily let go of the king's beginnings?

"Call him!"

"Yes, yes, fight him!"

"Great God, if you fight him, I don't believe that his sword battle is invincible. ”

"Great God, we believe in you!"

"Great God, don't be cowardly!"

Before the king could reply, the crowd around him began to shout.

The nasal nail man said with a smile: "If you win, take 10,000 yuan, and if you lose, I don't need anything."

You don't lose anything, at most you're wasting a game of time. ”

"Since you've said so, I'll play!"

After Wang Zhizhi finished speaking, he sat down in the position where the person was sitting just now, and said, "Dude, my CrossFire game number has been sold a long time ago, and now I don't have a number, use yours, don't you mind?"

"Of course I don't mind!"

The person who fought against the nose nail man just now had the strength of a Kyoto man, and he was very bold, and he kindly reminded: "I don't have many melee weapons in my number, and I don't have heroic weapons. ”

"It's okay!"

Wang Zhichu smiled and nodded.

Others have generously lent their game accounts to themselves to play, so what do you have to mind?

The reason why Wang Chuchu agreed so happily was that he felt that the man with nose nails was not bad.

Although he especially wanted to fight with himself, since he entered the Internet café, he did not bother Wang Zhizhi with great fanfare and arrogance, let alone strongly asked Wang Zhichu to fight with him immediately, but waited quietly on the side.

This little thing alone shows his character.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Zhichu and the nose nail man began to fight.

With the nose nail man built the room.

The game begins.

The mode is still a knife fight.

The map is still an arena.

The number is still forty.

The nose stud man's melee weapon is still a Nepalese saber.

He seems to be very good at playing Nepalese sabres.

It has reached the point of perfection.

As for the king's beginning, the melee weapon used was a very ordinary Malay sword.

Now the Malay sword has rotted the streets in the line of fire.

Wang Zhichu's Malay sword is not only because it is rotten on the street, but most importantly, because it is not a hero-level weapon.

After all, it's recharged, so the heroic weapon of CrossFire still has a certain bonus.

In addition, Wang Zhichu has not played CrossFire for many years, and the nose nail man looks like he will play every day and night.

For a combination of various reasons, Wang Zhichu did not have an advantage.

"Malay sword! The great god uses a Malay sword!"

"What a Malay sword! It's a Malay dog!"

"Malay dog is such a shady person, this guy seems to be a bad man!"

"Hahahaha, Malay dog, Malay dog, hold down the left button and don't let go!"

Seeing that someone was boasting about the beginning of the pursuit of Wang, the partners of the nasal nail man were suddenly unhappy, and they couldn't help but mock.

The man with the nose stud waved his hand, signaling them not to mess around.

Wang Zhichu's face was not red and his heart was not beating, he ignored their mocking voices crookedly, and put his mind down on the screen in front of him wholeheartedly.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

When Wang Zhichu controlled the character and held the character controlled by Malayjin close to the nose nail man, Wang Zhichu had no time to control the snake-like Malay sword to attack, and the nose nail man took the lead in attacking.

The Nepalese saber is narrow and slender, and it comes with a straight and stiff headshot.