At this time, Chu Sheng had already turned off the dynamic music that made his blood rush.

After all, what flowed in his body was the blood of the successor of socialism, and when he heard this song of excitement and hope, he naturally wanted to devote himself wholeheartedly to socialist construction.

Now that the BGM has been turned off, Chu Sheng has gained some tranquility, and he can also think about countermeasures more calmly.

If Chu Sheng had a smoke bomb or grenade on hand at this time, the ending would have become very different.

The two were still approaching, and Chu Sheng's range of activity was shrinking sharply.

The sailors are also heartbroken for Chu Sheng at the moment, what they want to see is naturally Chu Sheng eating deflated chicken, if he suffers to the end, and is forced to stuff a chicken butt, wouldn't it be in vain?

But there was no cover in the finals, and Chu Sheng had no tactical materials on him, so if he wanted to kill the two, he could only rely on his body.

However, the finals were cramped, and the room left for Chu Sheng to play his skills was shrinking little by little.

"This wave of chicken eating feels a bit hanging."

"If Chu Sheng didn't pretend to be forced and quietly drove his stealth hanger, would he be so crazy about being targeted in the finals!"

"Look at Chu Sheng curled up in the corner, like a dog!"

"But it's okay, this wave makes Chu Sheng take a good position, and he won't dare to do things casually in the finals in the future."

The sailors don't have much expectation for whether Chu Sheng can eat chicken, after all, this guy's high rate of eating chicken is terrible, and it doesn't affect anything if he can't eat chicken.

Because the frequency of eating chicken is too high, the sailors want to see how Chu Sheng was killed in the finals.

Chu Sheng didn't have time to watch the barrage at the moment, and this wave of finals was honestly more difficult than the previous ones.

In the past, no matter what the desperate situation was, at least there were smoke grenades or fragmentation grenades on the body, and they could use tactical materials to create an advantage for themselves.

But there are no tactical materials in this wave, all Chu Sheng can rely on is his own steady body and technology, and maybe he can expect a wave of mistakes from the other party?

There wasn't much time for Chu Sheng to think, because every second he thought about brought him closer to danger.

As long as their marksmanship is not so accurate and there is a chance of being missed, then Chu Sheng will have a chance of survival.

But at a distance of more than ten meters, as long as you don't take AMK or M16 three shots, you will generally hit it, and you won't go directly to the sky.

Then there's only one way!

Chu Sheng's eyes flashed with a gleam, and the sailors in the live broadcast room also saw Chu Sheng's face change.

Then he got up directly from the cover of Mai Lang.

Seeing Chu Sheng appear, the two of them shot directly from the scope, Chu Sheng was shot two or three times in a row on his body and limbs, and jumped straight up after getting up, Chu Sheng relied on the strength of the potti assault rifle, jumped up and completed a waist-shot headshot in the air.

You know, in the CS of the ancient era, the rifle crosshair was a very small piece of crosshair, but there is no such thing as PUBG's so-called shoulder shot, so for these top gun gods, maintaining an extremely sensitive sense of orientation to the muzzle and crosshair is the top priority of various endgame 1vN.

Chu Sheng shot his head directly in the air, and another player tried to press the gun and follow the gun, but all the bullets fell short.

The whole player who was killed by Chu Sheng was shocked.

He was actually killed by this guy's jumping waist shot headshot!

After falling to the ground, Chu Sheng squatted down without saying a word, and the remaining bullets poured out.

The last remaining player apparently could play as well, and paused to reopen the scope to shoot.

This method minimizes the recoil of the immediate sky and gives him a chance to re-aim.

Between the lightning and flint, Chu Sheng was already lying on the ground, once again dodging the enemy's camera.

By the time the person moved down to the camera, he had already turned into a dead man, and the picture froze, and the picture of 'good luck, eating chicken at night' appeared again.

"Hey, a tasteless chicken."

Chu Sheng's eyes looked out the window, his eyes were full of depression and loneliness, and the image of a master who had no rivals in the world suddenly appeared.

"Actually, I don't want to eat chicken."

Chu Sheng looked cheap, hated people gritted their teeth, if you don't want to eat chicken, why don't you jump directly from the airport, jump to S City so cowardly, it's over, and you are still pretending to be aggrieved here and saying that you don't want to eat chicken.

Affectation!

Hypocrisy!

Opening!

Hey, wait, what the hell is this opening?

I saw that Chu Sheng opened a quiz, and the content of the quiz is also very simple, I believe that as long as it is a literate primary school student, it can understand the meaning.

"Can this be a chicken?"

This guess is a bit arrogant, everyone knows Chu Sheng's terrifying chicken eating rate, and this guess must be a little more stable.

But with Chu Sheng's character who loves to make trouble, this guy's favorite thing to do is to reverse, if he puts all his net worth on energy, think about how he lost the day before yesterday to the end of chasing the wind.

For a while, everyone was extremely embarrassed, this quiz is not easy to start!

"What are you afraid of, isn't it just a guess! I can't press it! ”

At this time, the barrage area suddenly appeared thinking that dalao, and the sailors took a closer look, isn't this the emperor drunk Yueyue in the live broadcast room!

Drunken Moon directly pulled more than one million fish balls to the point that she couldn't serve them, and the option of eating chicken in an instant was also pulled up by the sailors.

"Every time I come to the live broadcast room, I can see Chu Sheng eating chicken, and I still don't believe that he can eat chicken?"

Seeing that the emperor in the live broadcast room was coming, Chu Sheng also smiled and said with a smile: "The pressure of Drunken Moon is really big. ”

Drunken Moon said with a calm look: "I don't believe that my luck is as bad as chasing the wind." ”

The countdown to the bet is only five minutes, and the market will be automatically closed after five minutes.

Chu Sheng waited for a while, and then directly clicked on the matching option.

Soon the screen began to match into the new game, which made Chu Sheng not think about how to do things, so he simply didn't think about it, and prepared to land on the ground with his true strength later.

After a one-minute countdown, Chu Sheng directly stepped on the flight to Shanghai.

The route of this flight seems familiar, from the airport island N port in the lower right corner of the map to Z town in the upper left corner.

"Hehe, Chu Sheng, didn't you just say that eating chicken is tasteless, no, this just jumped off the airport?"

"Jump the airport, you can't P City, you can go to school!"

"Let's feel the aura of Dugu's master."

Chu Sheng looked at these banters of the sailors, and his cheekiness made him not be surprised.

"Hehe, it's so boring, the last thing I like to do is ruin other people's gaming experience."

"You say everyone is spending time playing games and having fun, why should we ask him to repeat the process of skydiving over and over again?"

"Remember, to be forgiving and forgiving, I'm going to let them go first, and then let them have the full experience of the game before I do it."

"After all, after the search, it will benefit the country and the people."

After Chu Sheng said this, he felt that the red scarf on his chest was even more vivid.