Chapter 38 Host Development Program
There are 10 people, excluding Fan Xiaoxiao herself, there are only 9.
As the saying goes, kill the chicken and make an example of the monkey.
A few people who were still trying to go up the mountain also immediately lay down and did not move forward.
The finals are over, just such a small place, Fan Xiaoxiao's AWM gunfire is so loud, and everyone knows where the approximate location is.
It's just that knowing and fighting are two different things, and the rest of the people don't dare to act rashly.
There was silence.
However, this silence changed when the seventh lap began to be brushed.
The circle actually brushed a little above the plain and the foot of the mountain!
Fan Xiaoxiao's location is no longer in the safe zone!
"I thought I could be destined to the end"
Fan Xiaoxiao muttered in a low voice, her voice a little weak.
Although energy drinks can restore physical fatigue, they do not have a great soothing effect on high mental tension.
Fan Xiaoxiao had been squatting behind this tree for a long time, and she moved her feet carefully, controlling her body not to be exposed outside the tree, and relaxed her body in a small area.
Fan Xiaoxiao looked at the time and found that he seemed to have fallen into a mortal situation in front of him.
After all, she had pulled too much hatred before, and now as long as she dared to peek out from behind the tree and run, she believed that the next moment there would be a lot of black guns aimed at her mercilessly.
What to do?
What to do?
Fan Xiaoxiao suddenly had a bold idea in her mind.
Since this is a holographic game, then what she says can be heard by others, even if the other party does not open any channels.
After all, in the eyes of others, they are just characters controlled by them in the computer, but in Fan Xiaoxiao's eyes, they are all living people.
After settling down, Fan Xiaoxiao coughed twice, which can be regarded as clearing his throat.
Then, with all his strength, he roared out.
"There's a god in the sky! Look! He's flying!"
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Xiao Pan is an old player of PUBG, and he also has a hand at eating chicken.
That's right, it's Gou.
Little Pan had been lying in a bush at the foot of the mountain for a long time, and he had witnessed the spectacular scene of an AWM slaughter, and he could even faintly see the trouser legs of the killer.
But he didn't dare to move, because if he couldn't kill the killing god with one shot, then he would die.
Xiao Pan was lying there, waiting, waiting, waiting, waiting.
Finally, the safe zone actually brushed him here!
The safe zone is brushed to him, which means that the killing god must come down.
If it weren't for the fear of missing the wonderful shot of the god-killing corpse of everyone, Xiao Pan felt that he had jumped up from the chair and turned around three times in place.
Seeing that the time for brushing the circle was getting closer and closer, there were more and more red bloodshots in Xiao Pan's eyes.
He even moved his body and pointed his gun at the way down the mountain, ready to contribute a little later.
At this moment, a clear voice sounded in his ears.
Immortal?!
Xiao Pan subconsciously put the muzzle up and looked at the sky.
Where are the gods flying?
In the next second, a large sturdy man ran behind the rock he was on.
I knocked !! such a sassy operation!!
Obviously, this big man also saw him lying on his stomach obscenely there, no, it should be a handsome and handsome lying on his stomach.
No, what's the matter, labor and management are going to die!
Xiao Pan's frightened bullet hit the ground in front of him excitedly.
Dahan was obviously shocked by his astonishing operation, but the next second was a series of bullets to the head.
GG!