The location of the Mandate of Heaven circle is in the crater to the right of the milk and hood (crater), and Lin Fan and No. 2 are both in the large factory.

The audience watched the scene without blinking, and wondered who would win in the end.

At this time, Lin Fan understood very well that he and the others occupied the women's factory, and the rest of the people were in the grassland.

No. 2 said with a smile at this time: "Haha, Long Wei, you lost, I am already twenty-five heads." ”

The news of the number of other heads shocked the audience, but when they saw that Lin Fan had the number of heads, there were only 22 people, which was a full three miles away from 25.

If there are too many people, forget it, there are still four people, and after deducting the three of them, it will be four, which means that Lin Fan must not destroy the other party without one left.

"It's a problem, unless you can kill four people, you can't win."

"Who is this guy, his strength is too powerful, right?"

"Hanging, it's impossible for the other party not to kill any of them, so ........."

"Who is this guy? That's awesome. ”

"I don't know, it should be a European and American professional player."

They all became nervous for Lin Fan, but they didn't want to see him lose, once he lost.

Lin Fan's mouth hooked up a smile, and he said softly: "This is not necessarily, look at what I am holding in my hand?" ”

And the audience paid attention to what Lin Fan was holding, and they were a little depressed about it.

"This incendiary bomb, why is there so much confidence?"

"I don't understand it at all, why don't you just incendiary bombs?"

"I don't feel any difference!"

No. 2 turned his head, his eyeholes contracted, and a burning pop appeared in his hand: "It's really yours, but you have it, I have it, and you're going to lose." ”

Lin Fan: "When it's over, you're talking!" ”

Number 2: "Hmph, stubborn. ”

Many of the audience were stunned for a moment, except for some high-end players, they didn't quite understand what it meant.

In the next second, the incendiary bomb in Lin Fan and No. 2's hands was thrown out directly.

The two of them basically threw off three or four incendiary bombs, and the outside directly turned into a sea of fire.

"I understand, this is to burn people to death, they are in the big factory, and the others must be lying on the ground."

"Special incendiary bombs, is there any mistake, there are three or four, and there are too many, right?"

"I don't pick up anything other than grenades and smoke grenades."

After the incendiary bombs were thrown, grenades appeared in both hands and threw them outside, throwing one after another.

And at this moment, the grenade exploded, and the picture stopped.

The audience looked at Lin Fan's kill count, which was twenty-six, and they all remembered what they said before.

Thinking of the nine survivors, after deducting the three of them, it was four, and Lin Fan's eyes lit up when he killed 22.

"66666, Brother Fan, a big reversal!"

"God, God, this Molotov cocktail and grenade."

"Hahaha, all four of them were killed by Brother Fan, Niu Pi Niu Pi."

So the audience knew that he had won and they were all happy.

Leng Yuye had already watched it in the barrage, but when he saw Lin Fan win, he laughed happily: "Hahaha, Xiaofan won." ”

No. 2 originally put his finger on the T keyboard at the moment when the screen stopped, looking at his 25 kills, his face was full of disbelief, and he slapped it heavily on the table.

At this time, Lin Fan looked at his 26 killing, the corners of his mouth rose, and when he heard the sound of the other party slapping the table, he smiled and said, "The truth is not a long memory, could it be that you have forgotten the fear of being dominated by my grenade?" ”

No. 2 snorted coldly and said, "Whoever loses and who wins, don't you know?" ”

This made the audience very unhappy, this is obvious, and he actually said who won or lost, it was a fucking fart,

"TM, this guy doesn't admit it if he loses."

"Uncle Da's."

"If you can't afford to lose, don't play, if you play, you can afford to lose."

Lin Fan laughed: "A professional player loses to a retired player, are you embarrassed?" ”

On the Nordic side, a young man with a nose hook snorted coldly, moved his mouse and clicked back into the hall.

Before he could speak, Lin Fan's eyes flashed, but they quickly disappeared, looking at his right hand holding the mouse, his face was full of bitterness, and his eyes were slightly unwilling.

On a cold rainy night, Lin Fan opened the barrage.

Seeing that it was either congratulatory or praised, Lin Fan shook his head and sighed and said, "Old iron, don't be heartbroken anymore, in this game, I lost, he won." ”

His opening made the audience, as well as the cold rainy night, stunned.

"If you kill more than him, it's clear that you won"

"You kill 26, he kills 25, it's you who wins."

"It's obviously him who lost."

Even Leng Yuye was very unconvinced, and when he heard Lin Fan actually admit that he lost, he was also questioning like a barrage.

"You've killed one more than him."

Lin Fan shook his head: "The number of people killed is not absolute, what he said in the last wave is right, it's just luck, those four people just happened to be in the place where I threw them, they can't be called strength." ”

"Okay, if you lose, you lose, there's nothing to say, how can anyone not lose."

This silenced everyone, knowing that in that situation, not knowing where the enemy was, and bombing indiscriminately, it was indeed luck to kill people.

And Lin Fan said that he lost, which is also true, because it is true that he does not rely on strength to win, it is just luck.

Leng Yuye spoke at this time: "Xiaofan, who was that guy just now?" Why is it so tough? ”

Lin Fan: "It's just an old man, okay, I'll fight it alone." ”

Hearing Lin Fan's words, Leng Yuye didn't continue to ask, sensing that the other party was not quite right, and knew very well that if the other party wanted to say something, he would definitely say it.

Lin Fan turned off the camera, clicked to start the game, took out a cigarette and smoked it, looked up at the sky, slowly spewed out, put his hand in front of him, and slowly exhaled and said.

It's really unwilling, forget it, don't think about it, now life is the most important thing.

Lin Fan understands very well that although he was asked why he didn't play professionally when he was in such a good state, he knew that the so-called good state was actually fake, although he brought three people whose strength was not as good as half that of professional players in the gold competition, and the Korean competition also beat everyone.

But that's also because the competition has just started, and it is the stage where the fresh blood has not yet grown and the old man has not yet recovered

If you do it again, it's hard to say if you can finish in the top three in the Golden Contest.

As for the Korean Invitational Tournament, if it weren't for the Shentu team Mo Xiaoyan, Batian, Chen Yun, Mo Yi, who were too old and had declined too much, plus they hadn't officially started training as a professional player, and their state hadn't recovered much, then the championship would have belonged to the Shentu team.

I also know that every professional player, unless you insist on training every day, can keep yourself in the best condition.

And I've been in prison for six years, and I haven't been exposed to games, although I've been playing since I got out of prison, but in fact, I can't recover much from playing.

At most, it can recover six or seven percent, and it is impossible to get any higher, and if you don't train, your state will slowly decline.

Although I understand it very well, I am very unwilling to lose.