"Mo Liang? Your name is very martial arts. Fei Fei'er said with a chuckle.

"Who's to say it isn't, I'm afraid it's thanks to my book-loving father, who probably got his inspiration from some book."

Gong Moliang didn't mind using his name as a joke, because he had seen such a sentence: What does the name have to do with it? If you call the rose something else, it's still fragrant.

Roses are good, but unfortunately thorny. As a first-time meeting, oh no, it was a stranger who hadn't even seen each other, Feifei'er didn't hear the murderous spirit in Gong Moliang's joking tone. But Song Yijie is different, half a semester of college career is enough to let each other understand the general temperament.

Take Gong Moliang as an example, don't look at the usual lazy look, as if he has broken the red dust, and everything is indifferent. But if you really think that he is a good baby who can't fight back and scolds back, Song Yijie can only fold his hands and silently recite the Sutra of Transcendence in his heart.

When I thought of the classmate who claimed to be a chess genius and beat all over Hanjiang University, he was pressed by Gong Moliang and rubbed on the chessboard, and he still went back and forth thousands of times. was blocked in the classroom for seven consecutive days, and it was hard to make the chess genius who once wanted to fight three hundred rounds when he met someone want to vomit when he saw the Chu River Han Realm, and he could get a glimpse of how strong Gong Moliang's revenge was.

But even so, no one can pick out the thorns. Because the reason for Gong Moliang's bullying was not himself, but Song Yijie, who was sitting with his back to his back.

God knows why Song Yijie was obsessed with chess in the first place, but fortunately, he was courteous to the president of the chess club. A newcomer wants to pry the goddess of chess who has been standing for two years, and it is understandable to teach you how to be a man on the chessboard. Similarly, it is reasonable to stand up for your brother and abuse you to die and live.

Emphasis on affection and righteousness, this is the reason why Song Yijie never cares about losses. Human affection, whether you lose or earn, as long as it's not cold, it's the right thing to do.

The familiar plot, the familiar scene, is just that the object has been replaced by a water friend in the live broadcast room. Song Yijie, who was still depressed, immediately lifted his spirits.

"Tap."

Gong Moliang, who was searching for equipment, was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "Frying, cooking, cooking, frying, you choose one." ”

Song Yijie also showed his true colors of humanity under the influence of Gong Moliang, cruel, "Don't, simmering slowly is the best, boil the frog in warm water to understand, and ensure that he wants to die." ”

"Don't worry, leave it to me."

Here Song Yijie closed the microphone because of his death, and Gong Moliang, who was inconvenient to reveal some words, also set up a button to speak, so that the unscrupulous two looked at the sailor again, and it was not the eyes of teammates, but the wolf fell in love with the sheep.

"Feifei, how many people have fallen over there?"

Hearing Gong Moliang's inquiry, Fei Fei'er thought for a few seconds, "There are about three, all on my right, what about you?" ”

"One, it doesn't seem to be much, no less, just a team."

"Then be careful."

Seeing that his lines were snatched away, Gong Moliang, who was underestimated, could only recite it silently, "I'm a luck player, I'm not angry." ”

When I opened the door of the wooden house, I was greeted by a 9mm pistol. Recalling the general location of the enemy on the left, Gong Moliang did not choose to continue the search, but loaded the bullet, pulled the bolt, and went straight to the direction in his memory.

Landing steel guns are usually faced with two choices, one is the cautious type, continue to grope for equipment after finding the gun, and try to get helmets and body armor; The second is the violent type, not speculating for more than half a sentence, just doing it with a gun.

Gong Moliang, who had chosen the latter, slipped quietly outside the walls of a wooden house, and after hearing the sound of clanging footsteps, he knew that he had found the right one.

"I've confirmed the look, you're the one I'm going to kill."

The enemy, who didn't know that there was someone hiding outside the door, was still rummaging through the cabinets in the house, refusing to show up. Finally, the door to happiness opened open, and he was greeted with a salute from death.

"Knock knock."

P92's dull gunshot whistled past, and three accurate shots sent a brilliant flower blooming on the enemy's head, but the color was too similar to blood.

Looking at the enemy kneeling on the ground holding the S12K in his right hand, Gong Moliang felt a chill down his spine. As a member of the melee artifact family, the S12K is as popular as the S686. Under the premise that the two guns basically take away a child with one shot, the latter is better than stability, and the former has the advantage of the number of bullets.

Picking up the green head that was so red that there was only a trace of blood skin left, Gong Moliang, who was buckled on his head, always felt that it tasted strange. That is, he looked at the right hand holding the mouse, and dispelled the doubts in his heart.

Continuing to check the corpse's equipment, Gong Moliang wanted to take the time to pull Song Yijie in front of his screen. In the early stage, you can have a head, armor and a gun, and the body armor is still level three. It's a shame that I didn't take care of each other's chests, otherwise I'm afraid that the person who sang Liangliang would be himself.

Perhaps feeling that his sense of existence was decreasing infinitely, the local tyrant and sailor shouted in his voice, "Feifei, how is the situation over there?" Do you want me to pick you up in a car? ”

God is pitiful, it was a very normal sentence, but because of the lessons of the previous car, Fei Fei'er mistakenly thought that he was using the topic to play. The ghost knows if he is talking about the car in the game or in reality, holding Feifei'er, who would rather believe it than believe it, pretended not to hear.

Finally, the gentleman was a gentleman, and he actually put a hot face on his cold buttocks, and the local tyrant and sailor were furious, "If you don't speak, I will take you by default, I will come to your side, and when you hear the horn, you will get in the car, and we will fight quickly." ”

Although he didn't turn on the voice, Song Yijie, who was watching the live broadcast, was amused by this scene, "I said Mo Liang, this kid can't be that he has watched too many movies, and he can see that paranoia is coming, I really think that heroes can save beauty is something that can be done at will, and I don't pee and look in the mirror, don't think that a spider on my chest is a spiderman, and a failed man is the true meaning." ”

Gong Moliang shook his head, it seemed that his friend was angry. However, he was deliberately killed by his teammates, and I am afraid that he will never forget who this matter is.

You can pretend to be deaf once, you can be dumb twice, but nothing more than three, Fei Fei'er can only say helplessly, "I am surrounded by enemies, I don't dare to act rashly, you better find good equipment first, and then come back to pick us up." ”

Fei Fei'er automatically added a "we", but the ability of the local tyrant to pretend to be deaf and dumb is obviously at the master level, "It's okay, you take a detour, come out from the left, it's over, I'll be there soon, just wait for you on the side of the road." ”

Fei Fei'er, who opened the map, watched the blue team logo quickly approach her, and could only be forced to accept reality.

But Fei Fei'er's memory is obviously stronger than that of Shui You, and before she acted, she asked, "That..."

"Mo Liang."

Fei Fei'er stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, forgetting the name she had just said, which was indeed a bit unsatisfactory. But all of this is the one who is infested by the fart, and he keeps harassing himself, and he doesn't have the heart to play well.

"I'm sorry, my head was a little distracted just now. That Mo Liang, if you have collected your equipment, you can get in the car with us. ”

Just when Gong Moliang was thinking about whether Fei Fei'er's face was important, or whether the enemy's eyes were seriously red when they met, there was a sound that burst the eardrum in his voice.

"Ahhhh

Gong Moliang, who almost didn't throw the headphones out, finally couldn't help it, "I said, your house won't catch fire, is it?" ”

"I'm excited when your house is on fire, who?" After replying to the sentence, the local tyrant continued, "It's not because of you, I was swept off the car by others." I've said it.,Color pens don't deserve to play this game.,There's no qualification to open black.,I think you'd better make room for a professional to play.。 ”

Gong Moliang was angry, "I'm sorry, it's you who is lying on the ground talking now, isn't it over to be your box spirit honestly, as for forcibly adding drama, is it embarrassing to be grandiose here?" ”

What kind of scolding is the most painful for the kidneys, is to hold on to your sore feet and step on them violently. If the kidney pain on one side is not enough, swearing without dirty words is even more amazing.

Fei Fei'er is true that the barrage is closed, but the good-faced local tyrants and sailors don't. Compared with Gong Moliang's soft and thorny, a colored pen in his mouth has already made the audience in the live broadcast room boil.

People are already sympathetic to the weak, and if the weak person is still himself, it will bottom out even more. Who dares to scold their own colored pen, then call on everyone to go back together, who makes the colored pen more. Besides, the safflower also needs green leaves, who is not from a novice.

I really thought that if you have money, you can do whatever you want, maybe you can do it in other places, but this live broadcast room doesn't work. Even if you hang the sign of the house manager, if you have the ability to scold you, you will ban one, and you will not be tired.

Looking at the barrage-full slogan of "snobs, get out of the convoy", Song Yijie's psychology was finally balanced.

"That's the end of it, at most you will fall into the bowl, and then, it's time to boil water."