So, what was Ren Yan thinking?

In fact, Ren Yan really wanted to "go" for a while.

It's not that Ren Yan wants to keep his ranking, but he drives around on a motorcycle, and he can't meet anyone.

He even had the illusion that he was on the wrong game server...... A one-man server......

Although Ren Yan's technical operations are first-class, it is actually very tiring to stay focused for a long time.

Driving around on a motorcycle and having to be vigilant, Ren Yan is really a little tired.

Seeing that the person in the upper right corner had survived for a long time and didn't move, he simply found a random house at the edge of the security zone and lay down.

According to the experience of the professional competition that Elbow God told him before, after the second lap is brushed, the third safe zone is refreshed, and there is a high probability that there will be about fifty people in this smaller safe zone.

At this time, it is much easier to find someone to kill.

So Ren Yan is ready to wait.

The waiting process is also full of surprises.

This baseball player was running on the road, wanting to run to the hillside to go green, but was seen by the keen-eyed Ren Yan in the room.

When it comes to waiting, you never know if the next step will be heaven or hell.

But here, for the baseball player, he does have to explain.

Ren Yan put the Red Bull back on the table, and quickly returned his hands to the mouse and keyboard.

Simple opening, follow-aim, quadruple mirror AK locks the opponent's body.

With the fierce tongue of fire unleashed, bullet after bullet hit the body of the person who stepped into the green with precision.

[ZZ.@ ¥*&@¥ (SORRY, THE DOG BUN CAN'T BE WRITTEN) WAS KILLED BY THE PLAYER YP.YQZDKYSY USING AKM!]

The kill prompt is refreshed.

Looking at Ren Yan's explanation of completing the entire operation from the first perspective, he couldn't say a word.

Although Ren Yan has only killed two people so far, this player has already left a deep impression in the commentary's heart.

"Elbow God is letting this substitute exercise? Nima! 200 meters of automatic strafing, gun hit...... Why is this here to exercise?"

"How does it feel...... The elbow god can't do such an operation!"

"It's amazing! I wonder if this guy can eat chicken!"

"Yes! If he continues to work like this, with this marksmanship alone, he will definitely not fall behind in the finals!"

However, Ren Yan once again surprised everyone.

After killing this person, the poison circle had already begun to shrink, and with the purpose of killing people and scoring points, Ren Yan went downstairs and rode a motorcycle.

Make a beeline for the center of the safe zone!

"Damn! this substitute is going to do something again!"

Nima...... I just said to take a while......"

"Awesome!"

The number of survivors in the upper right corner slowly decreased as the poison circle shrank, and by the time Ren Yan's motorcycle entered the edge of the new safe zone, the number of survivors was only fifty-six.

"Eating chicken is a hundred points, killing is a five-point ......," Ren Yan thought to himself as he drove a motorcycle.

He wanted to make up 500 points directly, but the number of survivors was completely insufficient to kill.

If two chickens are eaten consecutively, that is, two hundred points, it will take sixty heads to complete five hundred points.

In this case, it means that Ren Yan still has to kill at least thirty of these fifty-six people now.

It's a bit hard.

It's not that Ren Yan doesn't have the confidence to kill so many people, as long as he encounters it, he has the confidence to let the other party die.

But whether you can meet so many people depends on luck.

With the spirit of killing ten without losing twenty blood, Ren Yan drove a motorcycle and began to patrol and enforce the law in this already small security zone.

The next step is to blind all the audience.

While all the players were finding their own strongholds and waiting patiently, Ren Yan was staging a speedy race with one person and one motorcycle.

Anyone in sight will die under Ren Yan's gun.

The gun is terrifying, and the consciousness is invincible.

Ren Yan unreservedly instilled all the operations that the system instilled in him were shown in this game.

In the kill prompt area in the lower left corner, Ren Yan's ID has evolved from appearing every three forks at the beginning to appearing frequently later, and when the fourth poison circle shrinks, Ren Yan's ID begins to swipe the screen.

"I'm going to go to the specialty! Those people are also worthy of playing professionally? This is called a professional player, okay!"

"Nima! It's super aiming deployed!"

"It's already fifteen kills! It's only five minutes! Kill three times a minute on average! I don't even lick the bag!"

"Elbow God Weibo said that it was a newcomer to exercise...... How do you feel that this newcomer is better than him?"

The people who eat melons said they were looking forward to what the elbow god was looking at now. ”

In fact, the expression of the elbow god is indeed very exciting.

"66666! Just ask you 6 or not!Brother Poor Brother, this instant mirror is really invincible!" Seeing Ren Yan in the camera sniping off a person easily, Elbow God almost jumped up excitedly.

The YP team members are also taller than the other, and their faces are all red colors.

"I'm Nima! Brother Poor Brother can press AKM into a line! I'll take it!"

"I'm scrambling, I now wonder if Brother Poor can win the foursome by himself......"

This group of first-class professional players of the top domestic chicken-eating team, under the operation of Ren Yan's various Tianxiu, have all become salted fish with only "666".

However, Ren Yan's killing continued.

The commentary can't find any modifiers to modify the player who previously thought he was stupid.

“666！”

"Killed another one!"

"Invincible!

The commentary can't suppress the power of the wilderness in the body, and I don't want to use any modifiers.

He just wants to lie quietly on the ground and be a salted fish that can only shout "666".

After Ren Yan drove a motorcycle and chased a car driven by a contestant for a kilometer to complete the kill, the commentator said a word with a smile.

"What is this special game called, PUBG Battle Royale!

The barrage brushed up the same sentence in one color.

“China no.1!!!”

“China no.1!”

“China no.1!!!”

In the past, after the fourth poison circle was reduced, the battle that would break out among the professional players was completed ahead of schedule by Ren Yan alone.

When the fifth safe zone was refreshed, there were only a dozen survivors.

Ren Yan's ID in the lower left corner kept appearing before, but it slowed down at this time.

Before the waves, there are waves of capital.

The reason why I can't wave it now......

Ren Yan's motorcycle ran out of gas.

If you continue to fool around at this time, the displacement of running is likely to be targeted by Voldemort who doesn't know where.

Ren Yan also restrained a little.

But despite this, everyone who watched the killing feast just now was extremely excited.

However, those professional players who left the player seat after being killed by Ren Yan only had the only feeling of scalp numbness left in their minds.

A reporter hired by Black Hole's official is interviewing a world-class athlete for his thoughts on the game.

His translation in fluent English is-

"He's a SpongeBob SquarePants! this Chinese! hang! open! definitely open! I want to report!"