That's the 98K in Lin Ye's hand!!

In the face of the locust-like redcoat army, there is not enough bullet to complete the kill.

If it were in normal times, the third girl would have retreated directly and would no longer be entangled with these low-quality red-clothed soldiers.

But this time, Lin Ye was there, but they were like they had an extra backbone.

Therefore, unconsciously, all the actions of the three girls were operated with Lin Ye as the center.

Just like when they licked their bags this time, they all agreed and loaded a large number of 7.62mm bullets into their backpacks.

At this time, Lin Ye suddenly walked to the pile of boxes, and then said in a light tone: "Tell your leader, I will definitely send him a bullet in this game." ”

"I just hope that he doesn't die too early at the hands of someone else."

"Got it?"

Lin Ye's faint tone, but it seemed to have an undoubted taste, which made the red-clothed soldiers who had become box spirits speechless for a while.

Then, the crazy words fought back.

"What kind of garbage, dare to provoke our Fengshen?"

"Send a bullet, who do you think you are?"

"Garbage fighting, garbage anchor, provoke our red-clothed army, you just wait to die!"

"Brainless Forest Night, the Wind God will definitely avenge us!!"

The red-clothed players who have become box spirits are all fighting back verbally on the public channel.

It's just that their embarrassed posture makes the verbal counterattack seem very weak.

"Go into the circle."

When Lin Ye said this, he naturally didn't want to waste time here.

Five-star hunting missions, special rare-level treasure chests, and such a rich reward, he can't wait to slaughter that Tiger Wind God.

The other side.

On the Huyan live broadcast platform, there is a live broadcast room with a popularity value of more than 6 million.

Fengshen listened to the words from his subordinates in the YY channel of the Red Army, and a cold smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"In this game, send me a bullet ??"

Fengshen said with a contemptuous face: "Lin Ye, the anchor of this garbage bucket fishing, is really not afraid of talking too much, and flashed his tongue!" ”

"I'm curious how he is going to give me that bullet!!"

At this time, a black motorcycle suddenly stopped in front of him.

Then, on that black motorcycle, there was a redcoat player wearing a three-level head and carrying an AWM on his back!

"Anemo ......"

The Redcoat player threw the third-level head and AWM on the ground, and then said with a flattering face: "At this time, there was an airdrop on the ruins before, there is a third-level head, and an AWM. ”

"Hmm."

Fengshen nodded, and then changed the third-level head and AWM on the ground.

Click! Click!

After the wind god loaded Magnum's bullet, the expression on his face became even more cold.

"A group of waste, several teams of people can't solve the garbage forest night, it's really an out-and-out waste !!"

The members of the Red Cloth Army under his command are basically at the level above the Grandmaster level.

Coupled with that crushing numerical advantage, the Red Coats have always been invincible and invincible.

The top professional giants in China, the whole MG team, the whole OG team, the whole KZ team, and the whole FAM team, have all fallen under the iron hooves of the Red Clothes Army.

Even, except for the FAM where the great god is located, the professional members of the other three wealthy families have been severely whipped and humiliated by the Red Army.

Counting those non-professional popular anchors who fight fishing, and the well-known figures who have been tortured and killed by the Red Army, there are really too many.

So, this has slowly added many, many hatreds to the Red Coats.

It's just that Fengshen doesn't care about the hatred on these networks.

A bunch of little slings with no money and no power, what is there to care about about their hatred?

Even, their so-called hatred will only bring more attention, more fame and fortune to themselves!

But this time, the red-clothed army, which has always been invincible, has fiercely planted a heel on Lin Ye's body!!

The red-clothed soldiers on the airport island were all wiped out by this damn Lin Ye, and not a single one was left.

This also completely shattered the plan of the Wind God to surround and kill all players from both ends of the map.

"Landing, one person, twenty-five kills ......"

"Don't think that the sniper king is cold-brained, and no one will take care of your affairs."

"This time, you kind of beat me up with an open hanger, otherwise, I will use the AWM in my hand to whip you, the corpse of the hanging champion!!"

Fengshen looked up and looked in the direction of the airport, with an extremely cold smile on his face.

I had a holiday on Weibo before, but this time, I have to settle it down.

Twenty-five kills in the opening game......

Joke!!!

Garbage bucket fishing, sure enough, rich in garbage hanging, this time, let us red-clothed army represent justice and do the right thing for heaven!!

………………………………………

I have to say that Lin Ye's record of 25 kills in this wave is really amazing.

After he landed at the airport, he killed twenty-three red-clothed soldiers with SKS, 98K, and grenades in a row, and this exaggerated performance was dazzling.

Even those die-hard fans who are accustomed to seeing Lin Ye's performance against the sky can't help but feel a little dizzy at this time.

In this way, not to mention those passers-by who followed the trend and watched his live broadcast for the first time.

As a result, in Lin Ye's live broadcast room, there were a lot of questioning barrages floating out.

"It's only 25 kills in the second lap? It's open, right? ”

"Those two 98K moving target headshots just now are a bit excessive!"

"Before, the UP main braised kangaroo real hammer anchor of station B was opened, and I don't think it's unreasonable!"

"Open and hang, if you don't open it, why doesn't this anchor dare to open the camera live broadcast?"

"That's it, people who haven't even played offline games will kill twenty-five at every turn, what about liars, right?"

All of a sudden, many viewers in the live broadcast room were questioning Lin Ye's opening.

After all, after he landed, it only took seven or eight minutes to complete the feat of twenty-five kills.

this

It's a little incredible.

Lin Ye glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, and said in a light tone: "If you think I'm hanging, come up with evidence to make a real hammer, don't waste your tongue here." ”

"There are a lot of top masters in this game, do you have to question every master when you see him?"

"As for the offline competition......"

"In a few days, I will participate in the offline selection competition in Cologne, and when the time comes, I hope you can also gather enough evidence to hammer me!"

Since Lin Ye started live broadcasting PUBG, the rhythm of "hanging" in his live broadcast room has never stopped.

Therefore, he also made an exception this time and explained two sentences to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Lin Ye's attitude is naturally very clear.

If you question me, then take out the real hammer, and if there is no evidence, then shut up.

There is no point in saying more useless things.

Lin Ye's cold response immediately attracted many die-hard fans in the live broadcast room, and they all brushed up the barrage.

"Hahaha, you're all new here, aren't you? The 98K of the previous inflated anchor is much more exaggerated than this, and I haven't seen anyone say it's open! ”

"98K Lin Night, Welcome to Real Hammer!"

"666~666~666~ The man who opened the last black swelling anchor has now collapsed, okay?"

"Expansion anchor, expansion anchor, speaking of hanging, when will you turn on the camera?"

"That's it, what do you look like, I'm curious!"

"The inflated anchor must be ugly looking like such a straight man, right?"

The barrage in the live broadcast room was chatting and chatting, but many viewers suddenly became more interested in the appearance of the inflated anchor.

After all, even after Lin Ye won the Douyu All-Star SOLO Championship, he never showed his face in public.

A Phantom God-level anchor with a popularity of tens of millions, but no one knows what he looks like, this thing does sound a bit of a bit of a science fiction.

"Looks?"

Lin Ye glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, smiled and said, "When the offline selection is due, you will naturally know." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a large barrage of complaints in the live broadcast room.

Many viewers are complaining that Lin Ye must not be good-looking, otherwise he would not have turned on a camera, it is so difficult.

Even, in the live broadcast room of Little Bear, Rika, and Rotten Meng'er, there are many viewers who are asking what Lin Ye looks like.

Rika and Rotten Meng'er naturally don't know anything about this, in fact, they are also very curious about it in their hearts.

After all, Lin Ye's voice was very nice and magnetic even under the interference of the electric microphone.

So a boy with such a good voice shouldn't look bad, right?

However, for the barrage in the live broadcast room that was curious about Lin Ye's appearance, after Xiao Xiong saw it, he could only smile with an embarrassed expression.

She can't tell the excited audience that your idol 98K Lin Ye is actually very ugly, just like a flower??

The other side.

After Lin Ye led the team to destroy the red-clothed army on the airport island, he ran towards the gas station at the bridgehead.

He was ready to pick up the car and transfer, and went into the circle to find a position to shoot the target.

After all, in the face of the redcoat army, which is far outnumbered by them, it is still a very important thing to find a good position to target and weaken the living forces on the opposite side.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Just as their convoy had just passed by the farm and headed for a dirt road.

In the distant sky, there was a plane that suddenly came into the air.

Handbrake, drifting.

Lin Ye smoothly parked the jeep in place with a dozen handles.

Rika and Rotten Meng'er, who were in the other car, also stopped in confusion.

"Night God, you are ......"

Rotten Meng'er asked with a puzzled expression.

"Wait for the airdrop."

Lin Ye smiled and said lightly.

"Ah??h

Xiao Xiong said with a disdainful face: "Lin Ye, are you ready to dance the god again, and use 98K to hit an airdrop?" ”

"yes."

Lin Ye said as a matter of course.

"Hmph, I don't believe it...... Bear pouted, "During the All-Star Game before, you hit the big luck and dropped it, and this time you thought you were okay?" ”

"Of course."

Lin Ye said confidently.

"Of course??" When Xiao Xiong heard this, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, and she said strangely, "Then do you dare to make a bet with me?" ”

"What bet?"

"Just bet on whether you can shoot 98K in one shot this time!"

"What about the bets?"

Xiao Xiong blinked, then gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "If you win, I'll call you Dad, if you lose, go to my live broadcast room to brush five super fire, and then tell me Sister Xiao Xiong, I'm sorry!! ”

"How about it, Lin Ye, do you dare to ???"