A tiger without sharp teeth may not even be as good as a paper tiger, at best a sick cat.

Although the enemy realized that the situation was not good, he had already chosen to retreat at the first time, but as Gong Moliang's lure deepened, he had unknowingly come to the enemy in the hall on the second floor, whether it was turning over the balcony in front and back, or going down the stairs the same way, the time required was almost the same.

It can't be said that all this is Gong Moliang's careful calculation, but in his mind, he also had such a plan.

Just as the enemy was reloading the shotgun with bullets and retreating step by step, Miyamo-liang began to sprint for a short distance.

Before the enemy, who had already pressed the bullet into the chamber of the gun, could smile again, it froze on his raised face.

Before the fist arrives, the fist wind goes first.

There was a crisp sound of flesh and blood clashing, and the enemy fell into deep despair just as hope was rekindled.

Just as the enemy, who had a gun and had been knocked down with his bare hands, felt humiliated, a series of messy footsteps were heard downstairs.

Gong Moliang didn't turn on everyone's voice in the game, but he could guess that it should be this person's teammate.

At this time, it was too late to sigh at the speed of the other party's support, which was comparable to the sound of e-sports Bolt, and the sound of going upstairs made Gong Moliang neither have time to put away the hard-won head, nor could he go to the corner to pick up the UMP9.

But just when Gong Moliang was about to jump off the building and escape, the enemy who had already consciously climbed into the room on the second floor made Gong Moliang think of a bold and vivid idea.

After all, the audience in the live broadcast room is a newcomer, not to mention developing a tacit understanding with Gong Moliang, and being able to not fan the flames with the crowd, cynicism is already worthy of the word "conscience".

No, although Gong Moliang has a bold idea, the audience in the live broadcast room is not his roundworm. Seeing that after walking a few more steps, jumping out of the window and escaping could win back a glimmer of life, he saw Gong Moliang trotting to the window and stopping to stop.

"The anchor is dying at the end of his life, and he still can't forget the head that is at his fingertips?"

"I look like, the way I think about life before this heaven is like my brother who has been dead for many years, and he is also doubting his choice at the door of one more step to live, and then someone stabbed the chrysanthemum with a gun."

"Maybe the anchor suddenly thought of a good way to kill two birds with one stone?"

"If what you say is true, I'll live stream!"

"Cut, I'm here to cheat and cheat, and if you have the ability, just like the two brothers just now, let's have a plane gamble, whoever loses will brush a plane."

"I'm afraid of you, come here, one of you counts as one, I took out a small notebook and recorded all your IDs, today, don't even think about running!"

The vigorous palace outside Mo Liang didn't know that he had already begun the first step of improvisation, breaking the window.

Ordinary people will kick open the glass with their feet when they jump out of the window, but Gong Moliang chose to use his hands, to be precise, to break the glass with his fists.

After the sound of the glass breaking was clearly heard, Gong Moliang unexpectedly squatted down, held down the quiet step button, and quietly walked to the wall of the stairwell without making a sound.

At this time, the audience, whose brains rotated more frequently, had roughly guessed everything that Gong Moliang was going to do next. But this idea is so fanciful that it will definitely be questioned when it is said, according to the rhythm of the first two waves of events, it must be indispensable to the rhythm of the plane gambling game, and because they are shy in their pockets, these people will not say anything, pretend to be confused, and are happy to be friends with a group of fools.

The enemy who came from behind was carrying an M16A4 in his hand, although this gun has been reduced from the previous version of the king of rifles to a tasteless and discarded chicken rib because of the change, but at the beginning of the game, a gun that can be loaded with a burst of shots is already considered the chosen one.

Separated by a wall, Gong Moliang did not dare to act rashly. He was gambling, betting that this person did not have too high combat literacy, even if he heard the sound of a broken window, he would still carefully search every corner of the second floor on one side.

At this time, Gong Moliang looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and his heart was in his throat, especially when the enemy glanced at him, he almost couldn't hold back the fingers hanging on the control pad, and wanted to press it down and hit the stone with an egg, but he could scare him after all.

Fortunately, his excellent psychological quality allowed him to stop the absurd idea that he might fall short in time.

Gong Moliang, who was temporarily fine, quickly pressed the "Y" and "M" keys on the keyboard, and suddenly, an unfamiliar communication sound came from the earphones.

"Don't look around, don't you hear the sound of glass breaking, everyone is running, why don't you hurry up and pull me." Besides, a man with bare hands, you are afraid that he will not succeed if you hold a rifle. ”

"And how did you get knocked out?"

"I..."

The dumbfounded enemy simply messed around, "Why is there so much nonsense, there will be someone again in a while, if we die here, it will all depend on your head." ”

In order not to carry the blame, or to think that what his companion said is not unreasonable, a naked hanger with nothing on his body can knock down one with a flesh fist, which is a blessing that has been cultivated for thousands of years.

In this way, with his back to the enemy at the door of the room on the second floor, he crouched down and supported his companion who kept shouting.

Just when Gong Moliang saw the opportunity and was about to jump up, the new enemy asked a very deep question.

"No, there are protective railings on the second floor of this building, and there are two balconies in front and back without jumping, where can he go to break the window and escape?"

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, especially the tranquility of the three people.

Hearing this, Gong Moliang hesitated for a moment, knowing that the time would not wait for me, whether it was dead or alive, it was all on top of this punch.

The enemy, who had already realized that something was wrong, was quite decisive, and directly gave up his companion, who had already pulled half of the way, and got up and turned back.

Some things come early, not as good as coincidentally. Whether it is a little later or a little earlier, Gong Moliang's fist may pass by, but it is in this destinedness that the success of a fist again leads to a bloody case.

"Bang!"

A powerful straight punch was swung, and Gong Moliang, who stretched his body into a bow in mid-air, used gravity acceleration to directly knock out the enemy without a helmet with a punch.

When the cold and bright red number "2" appeared on the screen, the live broadcast room, which was originally scolding, suddenly fell silent.

After a long time, it was not until the first cashed airplane banner appeared that the barrage in the live broadcast room was out of control like a flood.

"God, is the anchor incarnated as a one-punch man? There's nothing that can't be solved with one punch, and if there is, then two! ”

"At this moment, I suddenly remembered a song, the song from Chou Dong, 'I opened the sky with my right fist and turned into a dragon; Move the mountains and rivers again, fill in the cracks'! ”

Those who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and they also put the nicknames of those who don't follow the rules, thinking that abandoning the dark and turning to the light can save a plane, and hit the screen one by one.

There are about a dozen nicknames scrolling on the screen, all of which are those who shouted shocking before, and we are the kind of anchors who watch the decline of the anchor, and they will roll up and go home after this broadcast.

Although there are few faces, coupled with the few local tyrants who were optimistic about Gong Moliang before, for a while, there was a queue of planes in Gong Moliang's live broadcast room, one after another, row after row, and in the entire live broadcast platform, rolling in a loop.

Taking advantage of this wave of plane rain, the 3,000 people in Gong Moliang's live broadcast room also rose with the tide, and countless people who were wandering in the live broadcast rooms of the platform arrived at Gong Moliang's live broadcast room one after another.

"Eh, I'm new here, what's going on here, why is a little-known little anchor able to receive so many gifts, I rarely saw such a magnificent scene when Grandpa Lu was alive."

"It's not going to be a rich kid who came here to do business and praise each other."

At this time, the audience, who had already developed a certain degree of favorability towards Gong Moliang, began to show up and refute those inappropriate remarks one by one.

"If there is no investigation, there is no right to speak, how do you know that the live broadcast is the rich second generation, and how do you know that this is a commercial mutual favor, it won't be that the suspect's parents are more handsome than you, jealous, come here to throw vinegar bottles, right?!"

"That is, if you have the ability, you don't take anything at the beginning, just hit the sky with a pair of fists!"

"One person and one punch at the beginning, the equipment is all based on the ability to lick, how about it, you can do it, you can come too!"

Gong Moliang simply ignored the live broadcast room at this time and began to concentrate on playing the game, which was also very in line with his character.

The flowers bloom at two ends, one on each branch.

Song Yijie, who had nothing to do, didn't have Gong Moliang's thighs, and gradually, he could no longer feel the fun brought by this game, but felt that the whole game world was against him, full of deep malice.

didn't go to the game, Song Yijie returned to his old profession, lying in bed and watching the live broadcast.

There is a big bag of snacks next to the pillow, and there is a cold Coke next to it.

clicked on the shark live broadcast, several anchors who followed were still resting, and Song Yijie, who had nothing to do, became a prodigal son on the platform, rubbing wherever the popularity was high.

At this time, in a Xingxiu room that was inadvertently opened, a string of airplane rain suddenly rolled one after another.

"Heh, which lucky person is this, I can receive so many gifts in one afternoon, I'm afraid the top. Half a year's living expenses. ”

Looking at the name of the anchor on the banner of the plane, Song Yijie thought for a while, "Don't bully the young man, such a poetic name, how do I feel a little familiar." ”

Click in and take a look, the video avatar in the lower right corner made Song Yijie's Coke in his mouth spray directly on the bed, wetting a piece.

Even if he choked so much that he couldn't breathe and his face turned red, Song Yijie couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Dog thief, don't talk about it from me live broadcast, you actually secretly received so many gifts, see if I don't squeeze you all out, I, Song Yijie, don't deserve the title of juicer, you wait for me!"

Thinking of this, and seeing the originally tempting snacks next to the pillow, Song Yijie suddenly felt bored.