Chapter 180: The Jedi Continent The Strongest Mortal
Suddenly, Ye Lang suddenly found that his eyes became more agile, his ears became clearer, and his whole person's reaction became extremely fast.
It's a peculiar indescribable feeling, as if one's brain and body have been freed from some kind of shackles, and in an instant, they become extremely light, their minds are quick, and their minds are unusually clear.
"System, how do I feel about this?"
"Host, you have stimulated the strong passive skill when you are strong."
"Soga!" Ye Lang sat up.
"Brothers, this time I'm not going to hit one wall, I'm going to hit ten!"
Ye Lang jumped off the plane and went straight to the airport in an instant.
At this time, Ye Lang was shocked to find that the people who stayed behind were all wearing the same clothes, black short sleeves with skulls, and only Ye Lang was bare and did not wear any clothes.
"It doesn't matter if I'm outnumbered, come, order a cappuccino for these lost teenagers, and then it's time to witness the miracle."
Ye Lang made witty words, and the rhythm of the live broadcast room flew instantly. There are more live broadcasts, and Ye Lang himself has slowly begun to change, playing professions and everything is drizzle, but his own system is bound around live broadcasting, and live broadcasting is the king.
The effect of the show has always been a mystery in the live broadcast industry. Some people are born to eat this bowl of rice, even if they accidentally fall asleep, they can be tens of millions, and some people are poor in their lifetime, and they can't exceed one million, this is the gap.
Ye Lang thought of the sleeping and snoring anchor again, his voice was sonorous and powerful, sometimes translating, sometimes mixing, sometimes whispering, and the program was full of effects.
There are so many technical anchors, so many cattle, and you will get tired of watching too much, only joy is the core of live broadcasting.
Ye Lang before the crossing understood this truth too well, and he also liked to watch live broadcasts, not because of anything else, but because at that time, he was under a lot of pressure and needed an entertainment way to vent.
Ordinary people are like this, and there are nine times out of ten that life is unsatisfactory, but few people vent it directly.
This is the tradition of our nation, but the Internet and some pan-entertainment projects provide some ways to vent, and a smile may really make people's pressure disappear and better face tomorrow.
Ye Lang's goal is the same, to bring joy to everyone.
So in today's live broadcast, he slowly began to lead the rhythm of the live broadcast room.
Professional players are a side hustle, and anchors are my main business, okay!
At this time, Ye Lang blew out the cowhide, and sure enough, there were more barrages.
"Isn't Ye Shen a person who doesn't talk much? Why are you so excited today. ”
"It's over, Ye Shen is excited, I feel that those wall hangers are going to shut themselves up."
"Haha, those who are open are generally afraid of losing, and their psychological quality is not as strong as RMG."
The implication is that RMG can be autistic by Ye Lang, not to mention you group of fragile cheaters.
Ye Lang's skydiving skills have reached an advanced level, and in the eyes of those who open the hanging, they feel like a younger brother when they don't turn on the acceleration.
More than a dozen people jumped from the airport, but Ye Lang was the fastest.
"These people don't really think they can beat me, they can't jump as fast as me, they can't shoot as fast as me, it's a shame to open the world."
Ye Lang's voice was high-pitched and powerful, like a protest against injustice.
The barrage has swiped the screen.
"Ye Shen is really the fastest man."
"Congratulations to the fastest man in the world."
"Congratulations to Ye Shen for the Nobel Fastest Man Award"
……
"It's coming!" In mid-air, with his amazing game vision, Ye Lang accurately captured the S686 on the roof of the C-shaped building.
The moment Ye Lang landed, he frantically pressed F, S686, 12 mm caliber bullets, loaded, and did not waste a trace of time.
There is a saying in the Jedi Continent that the best way to deal with the hanging wall is to kill the immortal to make him shut up, and the best weapon to punish the immortal is grenades and trolls.
Many anchors have also verified this point of view
So there is a famous saying in the rivers and lakes that all beings are equal in front of trolls.
At this time, Ye Lang held the S686 in his hand and rushed directly towards the nearest guy.
Ordinary people fall to the ground in the center of the roof is considered good, but that guy obviously opened the resource hanging, and where it appeared in an instant, there was a handful of M4.
Ye Lang smiled coldly.
"Bang bang!"
S686 shot mercilessly, and the man fell down in an instant, turning into a box.
"yelang killed fjfjf with S686"
"Successful Immortal, Nightmare +3000."
Ye Lang's heart is so cool! At this time, he took the lead, standing on the roof, as if he thought he was a general, a man was a pass, and he was extremely arrogant.
But the next moment, Ye Lang was intimidated.
This group of people are all hanging, what perspective, locks they have, standing here is a target.
Ye Lang turned over and jumped out of the house and got into the building.
Ye Lang's game awareness was proficient, which gave Ye Lang strong confidence at this time.
In the morning building, Ye Lang listened to the sound while picking up things, and the S686 in his hand was also equipped with accessories, chokes and bullet belts.
Another gun, impressively S12K, known as the continuous spray, the master uses this gun, five consecutive shots, if accurate, you can destroy the team in close combat, extremely strong, compared with S686, although the power is small, but the rest can attack many times, free from worries.
No matter where Ye Lang was at this time, those hangings could be seen.
In the ram, Ye Lang heard some voices.
"He's in the building, go up and kill him."
"Wait, we're together."
"Wait for a fart, it's enough for me alone, lock the family perspective, I'm afraid of him with a hammer!"
The real wall hangers have always been the fattest, but their body style, preview and other techniques are pitiful.
The muzzle of the man's gun was always open, facing Ye Lang's room, Ye Lang believed that as long as he showed his head, he would be washed in an instant.
So, Ye Lang took out a flashbang and threw it out gently.
"The leaf god is here again! Sunglasses cover. ”
"I'm hungry for my sunglasses."
Ye Lang's live broadcast room and other live broadcast rooms are also technical anchors, the only difference is that other anchors may pay attention to marksmanship, or pay attention to body skills, and they are limited in what they are good at, but here in Ye Lang, they can see all kinds of novel ten thousand methods.
The flash bombs that are not commonly used have been used many times in Ye Lang's hands, and the audience spontaneously put on sunglasses and began to mourn in silence for the hanging wall.
"Bang!"
After the flash grenade cracked, the man was visibly panicked, his gun firing wildly, and the fear in his heart made him dare not let go of the left button easily.
But Ye Lang was also silently counting in his heart, counting the other party's bullets.
You don't change it after a shuttle?
So Ye Lang heard the sound of changing the magazine.
When Ye Lang appeared, the other party had already broken away from the flashbang, but the hanging of the bullet was an iron waste, especially in the face of a master like Ye Lang.
"Bang bang!"
"yelng used S686 to knock out tttyyy,"
"Nightmare +2300."