There are all kinds of people on the PUBG birth island, some wearing big pants, some wearing three-point styles, and some people have a red exploding head.

Sun Yifeng: "This exploding head is a bit arrogant, I'm afraid it's not going to be a headshot." ”

Although there are few people in the room, there are still some sporadic barrages:

[What kind of anchor is this? Nima's anchor is nicknamed a feng shui master, but when he comes in, he is eating chicken? 】

[New anchor? Hey, hey, open? 】

[The anchor's voice is quite good, but why don't you show your face? ] 】

All kinds of cordial "greetings" on the birth island came and went, and Sun Yifeng had long been accustomed to this.

As for why?

Quality Plaza to find out?

"You are my little apple, like the most beautiful cloud in the sky......"

"the chicken! Who puts the little apple on the public channel?! ”

"This Nima...... A song of square dancing? ”

"What little apple?! It's like jumping off the airport! ”

"It's the guy in the blue shorts, hammer him to death!"

Sun Yifeng smiled with honey, turned around in three steps, and was followed by a group of men and women waving their fists.

Barrage:

[Hammer, hammer! 】

[This new anchor is still a little skinny? 】

[The song of square dance is played in the quality square, there is nothing wrong with it! ] 】

got on the plane, Sun Yifeng began to think about where to jump.

He looked at the preset trajectory of the plane on the map and said loudly to the public channel:

"Lao Tzu just planted a small apple, you kind of jumped the airport! you dogecoins! ”

Immediately the crowd was surging:

"Square Dancing Dogs! You wait for Lao Tzu! ”

"Nima, whoever jumps like that, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

"Lao Tzu Airport is a tyrant, any of you who jump the airport will die!"

Sun Yifeng: "Whoever doesn't jump the airport is a grandson!" ”

The plane flew over the river between the island of the military base (airfield) and the main mainland at great speed.

Sun Yifeng jumped off the plane, but in the wrong direction!

He's drifting in the direction of the lighthouse!

Sun Yifeng looked at the direction of the airport from afar, and there were only three words to describe that kind of scene-

Under the dumplings.

The sky above the airport is densely packed with parachutes.

Sun Yifeng: "A group of reckless men with no intelligence! ”

Let's take a look at the barrage in the live broadcast room on the split screen:

[This Nima is too dirty]

[This feng shui master is a dog]

【Master of Arch Fire?? 】

【Groove...... Intelligence is a bit high.,Attention]

[Didn't the anchor say that whoever doesn't jump off the airport is a grandson?! ] 】

Sun Yifeng smiled evilly: "I am indeed a grandson, although the anchor's surname is Han now, maybe he was surnamed Sun in his previous life!" ”

[I've never seen such a brazen person]

【Groove...... Anchor, do you want to be shameless?! 】

[Shameless old thief! 】

When he reached a safe height, Sun Yifeng took off his umbrella and landed.

Nima, is there something wrong with this alien computer graphics card?

The graphics card of the 2080ti is loaded like this?

Sun Yifeng rubbed his eyes and realized that something was wrong.

It's not that there's a problem with the graphics card.

The problem is his eyes!

He clearly saw countless small icons, and that shape was the positioning icon on Baidu Maps.

There are also dialogs on top of each icon: M416, Troll, Three-Trim Head, Red Bull (Energy Drink), Frying Pan......

These icons floated in front of his eyes, and when he turned his vision and needed to run away or observe, these icons automatically seemed to be like a barrage at station B, and the transparency became higher in vain.

Is this Nima God?

What's the situation......

He glanced at the barrage, and it didn't say that I was hanging!

What's going on with this TM?

It was like a lightning bolt in his mind, and he suddenly remembered what the system had said-

Congratulations to the host for obtaining the "Gear Tracking Eye"!

The feeling of those icons floating in front of you, like a mirage wonderland, looms, is somewhat similar to those virtual digital images in the afternoon at the lottery shop.

And these images are absolutely invisible to others.

It's just that the "eye of the future" is a magic skill that can predict the future.

The current "equipment tracking eye" can't predict the future, but it can accurately tell Sun Yifeng the exact location of the equipment.

This Nima! Brother is taking off?!

Thinking of his anchor's nickname "Jedi Feng Shui".

Why don't you reminisce about what it's like to be a god?

Sun Yifeng: "I look at the tiled-roof hut under this lighthouse, facing the sea, the spring flowers are blooming, it must have been a restaurant in the PUBG world before, and there must be a pan in this house!" ”

Barrage:

[I'm afraid this anchor is not out of his mind, right? ] 】

[You just blow it]

[Do you really think of yourself as a feng shui master? 】

Sun Yifeng pushed the door in, and a frying pan was in front of the house!

【Groove?!! 】

[Metaphysics eats chicken?! 】

【……】

【6666】

[This TM is luck, right? 】

System: There are currently 63 people in the live broadcast room, and the shock points from all the people in the live broadcast room are +20.

picked it up, Sun Yifeng just hung the pan on his buttocks.

Suddenly, I heard a "bang".

The pan on the ass is full of sparks!

it!

What's going on?

Sun Yifeng looked behind him and found a person with a revolver aimed at him!

No way!

An old hiding in the house!

Come on!

The barrage exploded:

[Everyone else seduces with a first-aid kit, this one forces a frying pan and takes the bait hahaha]

[Kill this pretending feng shui guy! ] 】

[McRae is here! 】

[Noon has arrived!] 】

Sun Yifeng turned his head and ran out of the house.

The man was armed with a revolver and pursued after him.

As soon as he ran to the road outside the door, Sun Yifeng felt a bullet "whizzing" past him.

I can only snakeskin move out of position.

Sun Yifeng twisted his ass in an S-shape and advanced.

The man stopped again, sparks erupted from the muzzle of the revolver, and several shots were fired at Sun Yifeng!

Bang bang bang!

Sun Yifeng ran forward as if he had stuffed a firework in his buttocks, and sparks flew from the pan behind him!

Blindfolded by fireworks, our journey is a sea of stars!

Mother's buttocks, holding the revolver and chasing after Lao Tzu.

Sun Yifeng glanced at the bungalow not far away, and the floating icon on it remarked "S1897".

Isn't S1897 just a troll?

Sun Yifeng turned his head and ran towards the bungalow, and the man behind him chased and shot.

Bang bang bang!

The ass suddenly sparks flew again!

This man's marksmanship is also good enough for horses!

【Protector God Cauldron? 】

【Pan 6666】

[Why is the marksmanship on the other side so watery]

【Landing into a box is being pre-ordered!】 】

Sun Yifeng didn't care so much, pushed the door and entered, and the floating icon showed that the S1897 (troll) was on the kitchen floor in the corner after entering the door.

The man was delayed by walking and shooting, and when he entered the door, he was already a few points slower than Sun Yifeng.

As soon as he walked to the living room with his revolver, he saw a figure flash in the kitchen on the left.

The man was startled and shot indiscriminately, but he didn't hit anything.

"Let you be yin!"

Before Sun Yifeng could speak, he pulled the trigger and shot the man.

The man fell to the ground.

"The Jedi Feng Shui Master used S1897 to kill the Wind Chaser."

"Still chasing the wind? This gun is a dog! ”

[This TM is a pot chaser, right? ] The bullets are all on the pot]

[Nima, what kind of luck is this?! 】

[A rookie who was saved by a troll! ] 】

[Feng Shui Master Kills, Feng Shui Master Kills]