"The devil knows," the devil rolled his eyes, "anyway, as soon as school starts, he starts to find faults, and he actually wants to steal my ministerial position, I must let him know why the flowers are so red!" ”

Of course, Zhao Cheng wouldn't believe the devil's words, and couldn't help but complain, "You bad old man is very bad." ”

Once the team is formed, both teams need to press 'start game' at the same time to have a high chance of being matched on a battlefield, but to be on the safe side, both sides still have to open all voice matches at the beginning of the game.

The moment the two sides turned on their voices, they began to scold each other, even though the two were sitting at a distance from each other.

"Wang Hui, bastard, is not here."

"Huang Jun, you have the ability to jump to G Port, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

"I'm afraid of you~ Mmmm, I'm sure I'm on a battlefield."

"Clean up your chrysanthemum!"

"Grass, you actually have thoughts about me......"

"Nima!"

In the face of the devil's no lower limit, Wang Hui has been stopped by his own people for the third time The urge to rush up and beat the devil is blocked.

Zhao Cheng thought that Wang Hui still had brains, and he knew that he wanted to outwit the minister and convince the devil, instead of making a trick behind his back.

Because of this, Zhao Cheng decided to start lightly.

"Hey, I'm telling you, wait until you are not allowed to run around, there is 98K, the medical kit will be handed over, as long as you are behind us, even if you are bronze, we can keep you!" The inch-headed Wang Bing said to Zhao Cheng coldly.

"Oh." Zhao Cheng was a little helpless.

Sure enough, the strong were in a state of being looked down upon at the beginning, but as a great god, he naturally had the cultivation of being a great god.

Faced with Zhao Cheng's salty and non-indifferent reply, Wang Bing was a little angry, he was originally a kind reminder, so as not to lose this game, but he didn't expect Zhao Cheng to appreciate it at all.

The fat man poked Wang Bing's waist on the side, and whispered, "Brother Bing, this person has a problem with his brain, you tell him a fart, when someone asks him to go out and provoke the Yin Gun, we will work together to eliminate it, as long as there is a head, the kill score will definitely go up!" ”

In this competition, there are three wins in five games, and the competition is the highest score of four people in the two teams, and whoever is higher wins.

"Well, we've been training for this for a week, and we can't afford to lose." Wang Bing gritted his teeth.

The rainforest map has only been updated for more than a month, and it has just been updated, and it has been sought after by players, for the simple reason that the combat is cool!

Since the map is a 4*4 mini-map, the battlefield with 100 people can meet the team without running 100 meters, and you can fight to your heart's content.

Compared to the 8x8 island map, you don't have to run all over the map to end the game quickly, and due to its complex terrain, it is easy to hide, which is also a map that LYB likes.

After the map is expanded, it is a route from the dock to the river, passing through the cave, the quarry, the Painan, and the training base, all four of which are relatively fat.

Zhao Cheng understood the words of the two, and thought to himself, these two people are really rookies, this kind of competition, as long as the kill score is high and the head is more, there is a chance of winning.

And scattering kills on the minimap is tantamount to looking for death.

But Zhao Cheng is not the backbone of these people, even if he says it, no one will believe it.

Even if you tell the high-spirited devil that you only need to report when you kill someone, and let him come, it will only make the devil not happy.

After weighing it, Zhao Cheng decided to fly alone.

After breaking away from the followers, everyone stared at Zhao Cheng as if they were staring at monsters, among which Wang Bing was the first to scold, "Grass! You're looking for death?! ”