Chapter 18: Hanging Yang Cheng

At the beginning of the game, Yang Cheng held the keyboard and mouse in his hand, and his confident expression resurfaced on his face.

In the diagonal headshot area, he is even more handy, and the opponents who fell under his gun are no less than 300 people.

Yang Cheng manipulated the character skillfully cut and grabbed, and was ready to go out to fight the gun, but he didn't pay any attention to Xiang Bei.

"Bang!" A bullet struck.

“Head shot!” Yang Cheng swaggered out of the container, and before he could see the figure of Xiang Bei, he was directly killed by a headshot.

The bullet heading north, like a tracking bullet aimed at the target, pierced straight into Yang Cheng's head.

"it!"

"What's the situation?"

Everyone behind Yang Cheng was a little confused, and Yang Cheng himself was even more surprised, shouldn't the first kill be won by himself?

"Blind, cliff-blind."

"You don't have to think about it, it's 100 percent blind."

Yang Cheng looked to the north, and saw Lei Zi and Lin Rongfei, who were also a little surprised.

Only Xiang Bei was alone, as if all this was taken for granted, calmly looking at the screen.

"Pretending to be a ghost, I won't believe it." Yang Cheng thought unhappily in his heart, and then manipulated the resurrected character and walked out.

"Da-da." Yang Chenggang fired two shots and was killed by a headshot to the north again.

The voice of the discussion is much quieter, and Yang Cheng can explode in seconds twice in a row?

"To the north, come on." Lin Rongfei shouted again.

"Alright, we must correct the name of death today." I didn't reply to the north, and my fingers kept pressing the keyboard to keep feeling it.

Yang Cheng took a deep breath, then took out a tissue to wipe the computer screen, and walked out with the gun again.

However, this time he was not in a hurry to go out, but was ready to dodge the card point to take a look at the position to the north.

It's not that he doesn't know anything about experience, if the diagonal explosion is stuck on point, he will have to be blown up when he goes out.

It's just that Yang Cheng just dodged out, and when he was habitually about to withdraw his body, he saw the character on the screen, and the helmet flew up again.

"Oh yes, this can't be!" Yang Cheng couldn't calm down for an instant, and his eyes were staring at Xiang North.

Xiang Bei smiled lightly, ignoring Yang Cheng, still looking at the computer screen.

However, his heart turned a thousand times, and sure enough, it was the same as he thought, his attribute points were not so simple.

Otherwise, how can he take a few points of attribute and abuse Yang Cheng, who has a reaction value as high as 55?

I don't know if I don't fight, Yang Cheng's reaction is too slow in Xiangbei's opinion.

The people behind Yang Cheng have no one to speak, and it is not for nothing that there is such a thing as getting a headshot three times in a row, but it is difficult.

"Grass, Brother Bei is awesome!" Lei Zi looked excited.

"Sit down, sit down, it's all basic." Handsome and cheap.

Lin Rongfei stared at Xiangbei without saying a word, she had long heard that Xiangbei's technology was very bad, but what was the situation today?

"Come out, if you don't come out, I'll blow your head." glanced north at Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng was so angry that he walked out of the container again, and he didn't see the north clearly at all, so he shot directly.

More than a dozen bullets passed in a row, and Xiang Bei was killed on the spot.

However, Yang Cheng is not a headshot at all, so it cannot be regarded as an effective kill.

"Deliberately, right? Sweeping with a gun? Reiko glared.

Yang Chengli ignored it, just stared at the screen, he felt that he had sent three heads in a row, just because he was stuck in the head position by Xiangbei.

Now that he occupies the lead, he is stuck in the position of the north, and he can't rise to the top with absolute pressure.

At this time, Yang Cheng saw the figure facing north flashing by, and at the same time, two crisp gunshots rang out.

“head shot!” Another headshot, Yang Cheng had already stuck his position in advance, but he was still killed by a direct headshot!

Yang Cheng looked at the computer screen a little stunned, even if he just shot with his master Liu Tianhao, he wouldn't have such a big pressure, right?

Behind Yang Cheng, everyone was stunned again and again, how could this be possible, the god of death turned north into a super god to the north?

"Did you take a self-aiming?" One of Yang Cheng's attendants walked over as he spoke, staring at the screen to the north.

I just saw that Xiang Bei killed Yang Cheng with a headshot again, and there was no auxiliary software on the screen at all, and Xiang Bei was completely manipulating.

The attendant stood here for a while, and saw with his own eyes that Xiangbei tortured Yang Cheng five times, and there was nothing abnormal.

"No, it's not open...", the follower didn't know why, so he simply stood still.

"Look at Brother Bei's left-handed hand speed." Cao Zheng whispered.

Everyone looked over, and Xiang Bei's slightly slender fingers pressed the four arrow keys of WSAD as if they were playing the piano.

Not only is the hand speed fast, but there seems to be some sense of rhythm in it, and it is not a random adjustment of direction.

Gradually, someone from Yang Cheng's side slowly walked over and came to the north to watch.

After all, compared to the picture of being killed by the opponent, everyone prefers to see the image of the opponent being shot in the head.

In the next game, everyone watched without saying a word, and their heartbeats stopped to the fullest, what kind of marksmanship is this?

Yang Cheng, who has incomparably good skills, is like a novice in Xiangbei's hands, and he is completely hung up and beaten.

No matter which direction Yang Cheng came from, even if he shot in advance, he would be killed by headshots in the shortest possible time.

The confident smile on Yang Cheng's face disappeared completely, and the so-called self-confidence, under Xiang Bei's marksmanship, was shattered.

He really couldn't believe that with his reaction speed approaching sixty points, there was such a big gap with Xiang Bei.

He felt that he was not facing Xiang Bei, but a Grim Reaper, a real Grim Reaper, a Grim Reaper who could kill with a single bullet.

But the game was not over yet, and he could only rush out.

......

Office of the Director of Academic Affairs Office of the Office Building.

Chen Beifang, and another middle-aged man were brewing kung fu tea, and the whole room was filled with a faint fragrance of tea.

"Lao Chen, the vocational school is so lively today, why don't you go and take a look?" The middle-aged man smiled.

Chen Beifa knocked the ashes of his cigarette, "Look at what, if that kid can win, I promise him that he will do it naturally." ”

"If I lose, then it will just so as not to bother me, and I will be clean."

The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, "You still pretend not to care in front of me, the school is rumored that you are his nephew, and I have never seen you beat him." ”

"Even if it's my nephew, I'll do it!" Chen Beifa immediately retorted, and then sighed: "Who would have thought that he would go to challenge Liu Tianhao, the first position, today." ”

"I thought it would be okay to stimulate him and let him practice his skills and then join the varsity team."

"But he told me about it yesterday, and today he went to find Liu Tianhao to get a gun, isn't this Biao? Not only Biao, but also a tiger. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Chen Beifang's hatred of iron and steel, and said in a low voice: "With these few people in the school now, I'm afraid I can't let you win the bet with the principal!" ”

"Then what can I do, if not, I will come back next year, I have a news channel, according to my implementation, there will be more benefits in the future." Chen Beifa said mysteriously.