Just between the first place and the second place, there is a difference of 90 points, a gap of 6 heads.

Therefore, each of them is more cautious than the other, and each is more capable than the other, and no one wants to be the first bird.

Unless the poison ring brushes on them, they can lie on their stomachs and stay on the ground.

While Ji Shaoyi was waiting for the poison circle to refresh, so did his enemies.

While Tian Luo opened the mirror to observe the movements around him, he muttered in his mouth: "Come to the Destiny Circle, I will exchange the love of our boss, come to the Destiny Circle, I will exchange the love of our boss for ......"

And his boss gave him a punch with a backhand: "Change the hammer and get out!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the safe zone refreshed.

After experiencing the baptism of the serial Circle of Destiny, Lady Luck finally left them, and gave them a circle of destiny when they needed it most.

Tian Luo 'slumped' on the spot, "See? That's what happens when you cancel the deal! ”

Ji Shaoyi: "......" God fucking cancels the transaction, what good is Lao Tzu being single for you?

"Oh my god!" Even Gu Congxin was rarely smart, and said anxiously: "If we enter the circle now, we will definitely be beaten by them, right?" ”

The poison in the finals shrinks quickly and the damage is high, and if they don't run now, they will not be able to catch up when they shrink again in the next lap.

But if they go in like this, they're easy targets for fire.

To run or not to run? That's a problem.

Just when they were in a dilemma, Lang Qiao, who had been lying silently in the grass, suddenly spoke: "Cowardice? ”

Gu Congxin: "Huh? ”

"Didn't you say you were going to cremate the finals? How many gasoline drums did you pick up? ”

After her reminder, Gu Congxin suddenly remembered that she seemed to be threatening to give a collective cremation to the people in the finals......

She clicked on her backpack and said, "Six." ”

"That's enough." Lang Qiao said: "Who said that we must be in the circle?" ”

"Do you want to ......" Ji Shao suddenly understood halfway through his words.

Instead of taking the initiative to enter the circle and be beaten, it is better to use some small means to make the people in the circle unable to survive and take the initiative to expose their positions.

The new version of the gasoline drum can not only pour out the gasoline and ignite it, but also throw it out as a projectile, and if it is detonated in the air, it can even rain fire for the enemy, a cool batch.

Although six gasoline barrels can't burn the entire finals circle, there are so many places to hide people in such a small circle, and they bombard them one by one, and they can always hit dead rats with blind cats.

The more Ji Shaoyi thought about it, the more feasible he felt, and decisively began to assign tasks: "Instigated is responsible for throwing gasoline barrels, Tian Luo is responsible for detonating, and Lang Jun is responsible for collecting people's heads with guns." ”

After he finished speaking, he marked a big stone in the circle: "Throw." ”

Gu Congxin, a professional thrower, can't do anything else, throwing things is a throw, and she threw the gasoline drum out with a high throw.

Tian Luo took a repeating sniper, and the sniper was also equipped with silence, so he was not afraid that shooting rashly would expose his position.

He got stuck in the gasoline drum before it hit the ground, and shot at the oil drum.

With a bang, the gasoline barrels exploded in the air, scattering the gasoline with a raging flame.

In the next second, Lang Qiao saw a fire man jump out from behind the stone, and even looked around in a confused manner.

I guess I didn't expect that my people would be in the circle, and the fire would come from the sky.

I didn't expect that some people could pick up gasoline barrels even if they could pick up six in one go!

Before Lang Qiao pulled the trigger, that person had already become the target of the circle of people, and he became a box in an instant.

And after the gunshots, it was easier for Ji Shaoyi to judge the enemy's position.

For the next period of time, he marked where Gu Congxin threw it, and there was no grass wherever the gasoline barrel went, and he really responded to Gu Congxin's words: Give a collective cremation to the enemies of the finals.

Gu Congxin was still a little nervous at first, but in the end he let go completely, the more he threw it, the more he threw it, the more he threw it, and even sang "The Song of the Crematorium" on the spot: "In another fifty years~ we will meet~ Send it to the crematorium~ All burned to ashes~ You are a bunch~ I am a bunch of ......"

After the six gasoline cans are thrown, the survival count in the upper right corner of the screen jumps from 8 to 5.

There is one last person left.

While Lang Qiao loaded the gun, he didn't forget their bet, and raised his eyebrows: "How many heads do you have now?" ”

"Eleven." Ji Shaoyi answered.

Lang Qiao glanced at the same eleven in the upper right corner of his screen, and snorted disdainfully: "You are doomed." ”

She holds the highest-damage monster sniper in PUBG in her hand, and it is difficult to win or not to take away a child with one shot.

Ji Shaoyi let out a slow 'oh', and asked her calmly, "Are you sure?" ”

Lang Qiaoxin said that there is nothing to be sure about, could it be that you can conjure up two more enemies for you to kill?

As soon as this idea came out, Lang Qiao heard a 'ding' sound, and almost at the moment she pulled the trigger, she heard a 'boom' next to her, and a grenade exploded......

And if she remembers correctly, it seems to be the direction where Tian Luo and Gu Congxin are......

[Good luck, eat chicken tonight!] 】

The moment the golden page popped up, Tian Luo 'snorted' on the spot, and as soon as the earphones were taken off, he began to shout at Ji Shaoyi: "Can you still be a person?" Are you throwing grenades at me? ”

"How can the business of professional players be called yin?" Ji Shaoyi opened his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth, and he said arrogantly: "I am obviously killing above board." ”

And Gu Congxin was stunned, and muttered, "Did I see it wrong?" How do I feel like I've been blown up a second before the game ends? ”

Lang Qiao was very dissatisfied with the cheating behavior of a non-chief teammate, and stretched out his hand to point to Ji Shaoyi's kill count, and said with a smile: "Friendly reminder, his kill count before throwing thunder is eleven." ”

Gu Congxin smacked and touched for a long time, and finally tasted it, so angry that he dropped the earphones on the spot, rolled up his sleeves and was about to find Ji Shaoyi to settle the account: "Ji Weak, you come over to me!" My mother fought with you today! ”

And Ji Shaoyi had already slipped away the moment the referee announced the end of the game.

The staff originally wanted to solemnly announce the results of the game, but they didn't expect the scene after the game to be so chaotic, so they could only laugh dryly: "Look, the first place is so excited because of the successful promotion, and I am so happy to fight." ”

Another staff member: "Friendly reminder, malicious disruption of the order of the arena will be punished~."

Being reminded by him so smilingly, Gu Congxin and Tian Luo instantly stopped the men's and women's doubles, and said with a well-behaved face: "How can the frolicking between teammates be called disrupting the order of the arena?" This is how we Zuan celebrate our victory~"