"It's just an accident, don't worry about it so much." Fang Lang scratched his head and spoke.

"Accident??" Zhou Shuyi only felt a buzzing sound in her brain, but in order to pursue the effect of the show, it happened that Fang Lang was in her live broadcast room?

"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, I didn't see it, I didn't see anything." Seeing that the situation was not good, Fang Lang hurriedly changed the topic, retreated from Zhou Shuyi's live broadcast room, and at the same time switched back to the game, and continued: "It's okay, it's not a big problem, isn't it just a death once, and it's still killed by the defense tower, then it's not considered to be your own death." ”

"You..."Listening to Fang Lang's words, Zhou Shuyi was a little speechless, can this concept of stealing can be changed to this extent?

"It's really okay, if you feel guilty and give away someone's head, it's a big deal that I'll help you get it back, right, what a big deal." Fang Lang didn't wait for Zhou Shuyi to speak, he interrupted.

He also felt that the atmosphere seemed to be a little awkward, so he wanted to change the topic.

"It's okay, I'm going to kill myself! If I don't break this Carter today, I'll write it backwards! Zhou Shuyi took a deep breath, pressed down her ruddy face slightly, gritted her silver teeth, and looked like she was swearing.

"Okay, Shuyi, I'm waiting for your good news." Fang Lang said with a smile.

Fang Lang turned his gaze back to the game, and at this time, the atmosphere of the whole game became a little relaxed because everyone recognized Fang Lang.

Even after Carter took Zhou Shuyi's head, he was in the mood to type and mock Zhou Shuyi.

"Sister Zhou, without Lang Ye to help you, you will cross the tower, it's too much, I'm really not a human being."

And when Zhou Shuyi saw Carter's words, her face naturally became completely gloomy.

It's not terrible to fail to cross the tower, it's terrible to taunt you on the other side.

At this moment, the chat box of the game is quite lively, and many people even pay most of their attention to chatting, just as Fang Lang can see, the mouse has missed a lot of gun cars.

However, he didn't care at all, and took the time to type and chat with Fang Lang.

The most exaggerated thing is the blind monk, he just quit the game, naturally he didn't want to play this game, and now Chonglian is just to come up and say a few words to Fang Lang.

He squatted directly in the grass, not moving, not brushing the field or grabbing the line, only occasionally moving to prevent the system from judging to hang up.

Of course, now he can't move if he wants to, because his wild area has been divided by the two robbers of the emerald god and the mantis, and every time the wild monsters come out, a figure immediately stepped forward to eat those wild monsters, and whether it is the emerald god or the praying mantis, he can't beat it, so the blind monk has long broken off the idea of brushing the wild.

As for the line, his current combat effectiveness is not even as good as the auxiliary, after all, the assistant is level eight, and he is also level three, not only can he catch people online, but he may also lose himself there.

"Master Lang, is your emerald god a new routine that you have researched by yourself, and there are runes or something, I have never heard of it." The blind monk also squatted on the grass and typed: "If it weren't for you, the emerald god, who kept eating my wild monsters on the road, I would have developed now." ”

"This new routine was developed by myself, but it is still in the testing stage." Fang Lang typed, and at the same time explained to the people in the live broadcast room: "This hunger strike flow order, if you want to try it, you can also try it, but the premise is that the opposite side is a short-handed hero, otherwise, it will be much more difficult to play than a normal order." ”

"Talent must be stolen money, this is the essence of the hunger strike, as for the outfit, you can also come out with normal outgoing equipment, but then you can't really go on a hunger strike, and you can't press the opposite side regardless of the mending knife." Fang Lang talked eloquently, although this hunger strike, he admitted that he had learned some experience from his previous life, but this was indeed the first game he played, and some details in this genre were also gradually perfected by Fang Lang himself in the line.

But now, the effect achieved is quite perfect, and even Fang Lang is thinking about the possibility of a hunger strike in the professional competition.

"Anyway, each departure has its own characteristics, so everyone can just look at it for themselves." Fang Lang said while mending the knife: "But don't say that you are learning from me Fang Lang, I'm afraid that as soon as such a cheap school goes out, everyone will want to kill me." ”

"Hey, I'm going to try it now!"

"How can such a fun routine be without me, I'm going too!"

"Front, wait for me, I'm going too."

Fang Lang looked at these eager barrages, smiled slightly, and did not speak, he knew that five or six out of ten of these barrages would fail.

After all, don't look at yourself playing so smoothly, it's because you have excellent basic skills, and those of them who play for the first time will be more or less uncomfortable and beaten by the opposite side.

But the advantage of this hunger strike is that it is quite easy to play, and basically you can grasp the essence after playing two games.

That's cheap!

Not only is the opposite side of the cheap one trembling, but also the opposite side of the cheap jungler is trembling, trembling is nothing, so that their mentality explodes, lose their economic experience, and lose their rhythm is the key.

And there is no doubt that Fang Lang did this in the first game of the hunger strike.

As for those viewers who say they want to try, it is estimated that they will have to play a game or two to discover the subtlety of this routine.

Soon, this game won under Fang Lang's rhythm, after all, there was no jungler on the opposite side, and the road collapsed again, and Fang Lang basically led everyone in the whole game in a meat suit.

Forget it if his flesh is going to die, but the shield is still thick, except for him, after adding a small chrysanthemum with a lot of blood to stand in front, Varus looked quite desperate.

What's the matter, can't you move at all?

And Carter, the only one who has the ability to cut the back row, went to the side of the mouse, and Lulu had a shield, Fang Lang had a shield, and Lulu had a big move.

Carter's whole set of damage was knocked down, but he didn't even beat half of the mouse's blood!

And the injury of Varus on the other side hit Fang Lang's body, it was like a drizzle, and it didn't hurt at all.

"Awesome, Lang Ye, it's the first time I've been such a disgusting emerald god." After all the deaths except for the blind monk on the other side, Verus was also quite desperate to type.

In his usual impression, the hero of the emerald god can only stand in the back and add a shield or something, how can there be a person who stands directly in the front row to resist damage like now.

"It's not disgusting, it's called strategy." Fang Lang said with a bright face.

"Master Lang, I'm also moved, wait a minute, I'm going to play a hunger strike to disgust others." Riven was typing at the moment.