Chapter 177: Uncle Online Game's Punk Girl (10)
One handful of chicken is luck, two handfuls of chicken is luck, three handfuls, four handfuls...... What about six?
This is an absolute power boss!
While cutting Xia Ling's hair, the barber exclaimed, "Big brother! You're good at this game. ā
As a rookie, the barber certainly plays this game as well.
But right~ He himself is still only at the 5th level of the star diamond, and he is still two ranks away from the super ace, and this way from the rank of the low-scoring dog, he is basically dead when he meets others!
(Gun: Two people fight with guns head-on)
He had seen it several times by accident just now.
98Kļ¼
Su Fuyun is carrying the most powerful sniper rifle in this game, but this gun, when ordinary players see it, they all give up directly, and they won't even pick it up.
It is powerful, but it is extremely demanding in terms of marksmanship.
First, you must get a headshot to hit someone!
Second, there are only five rounds in each load, and the reloading speed is surprisingly slow.
Really, it's not a great god, ordinary people take this gun, it's really not as good as a medium-powered sniper rifle!
And just now, the barber glanced at it casually, well, Su Fuyun opened the scope.
The slender hands and four fingers controlled the game, tilted their heads to open the camera, and the operation was only a moment.
Then, before the barber could react.
Syllable! A shot from a sniper rifle.
The small yellow print is already displayed next to the phone screen.
[Floating clouds and yoyo eliminated players with 98K headshots, and junglers are not as good as dogs]
Don't ask how the barber sees such a small word.
That's because, later, when he saw Su Fuyun open the scope, he only fired one shot, and then didn't aim at the second shot, so he couldn't help but look at it curiously.
It was found that it was not that he did not shoot a second shot, but that he ...... As a god with super high marksmanship, he didn't need to shoot a second shot at all.
Sniper rifle headshot, AKM pressure gun directly make up for death.
Finals......
Lying on the ground, he was killed directly from a distance, and a grenade and headshot at close range taught him to be a man.
This man! Is it really not open?
The barber gave Xia Ling a haircut, and there was a string of 666 in his heart, and he asked Su Fuyun worshipfully.
"Brother die~ Can you add a friend? Eat chicken with medicine to save people throughout the whole process, specifically lie on the chicken, and shout 666 kind?! ā
Xia Ling, who had endured it for a long time, finally couldn't bear it anymore after hearing the barber's words:
"Master! Can you help me finish my haircut before I talk about the game? ā
The scissors, clicking and cutting, Xia Ling listened to the barber keep calling Su Fuyun, and she felt fear of this barber.
She gave her head to the barber, but the barber ...... Is the mind really on cutting hair?
Barber: "Little girl, don't worry, I'll cut out your hair with my eyes closed!" ā
Then, he really closed his eyes......
Xia Ling got up and wanted to leave.
The barber opened his eyes again.
"Haha, just kidding you, don't be afraid."
Kidding your uncle! Is there such a joke?
Xia Ling didn't want to cut it here, but his hair had been dyed back black, and he couldn't just leave.
"Don't cut me, I don't worry about you, you help me wash my hair again, and I'll have long hair!"
The barber's face was a little embarrassed: "...... In fact, you can rest assured that we, the barbers, all go to the magic capital regularly for training, and have professional skills, which are no worse than those in big cities! I've been getting a haircut for more than ten years, and I was just joking with you. ā
"Yes, beauty, our sir Li has very good skills, but he is humorous, likes to joke and joke!" The people next to me also persuade.
Oh, you're really kidding!
Xia Ling: "If you don't cut it, don't cut it, don't ink, help me wash my hair again, I want to settle the bill." ā