When Xiao Chenghe reacted that there was still a little elf fluttering beside him, it was already too late, and this little elf full of resentment had already turned his head and returned to the void, and he didn't have the kind to stay.

Thinking that Bu Yunxiao, who didn't deal with him, had suffered, his heart was definitely very happy, so Xiao Chenghe decided to hurry up and help the PUBG, and it was best to kill a few more people!

Two minutes later......

Smack!

"Nima, (; ｀O?) o Damn trolls, trolls kill the whole family! Xiao Chenghe fell into S1897's hands again, and when he was searching the house, a quiet LYB gave him two shots......

Again!

Quickly ran to the satellite building, just picked up a gun, and rushed in behind a few unarmed "ordinary people", tsk, Xiao Chenghe felt that he might kill 20 of them, when he shot and killed two people, a person rushed in with a gun......

Smack!

Two more shots!

Go NM's S686 and Dry TM's Trolls!

The system symbolically gave Xiao Chenghe a friendship reward of a copper coin, at least much better than the previous game, cough cough, I didn't even give a copper plate in the last game, hey, sad.

PUBG sometimes really depends on luck, no matter how good your marksmanship is, no matter how good your positioning skills are, there is no way to resist the "system".

I don't give you a gun on the ground, so that you are empty-handed, even if you have a backpack and defensive clothing, you can't even find a gun in the end, and it's not a courier for people, and it's the kind of door-to-door delivery.

Xiao Chenghe once again experienced this feeling of calling the heavens and the earth unspiritual, this time, he fell into the wild, and he had already knelt twice in the big place, and he was killed by all evil trolls. After learning the lesson, you should need to jump into the wild today to change your luck, and maybe find something good......

Bomb shelter.

Xiao Chenghe had never seen such a poor air-raid shelter.

When he drifted from the airplane route to the bomb shelter, no one landed in the same place as him, so there was no tragic ending of being collapsed by trolls at the moment.

However, God seems to be joking with him again.

Whoa, whoa.

After looking for the entire air-raid shelter, Xiao Chenghe picked up a handful of trolls with tears in his eyes, woo woo, and finally found a gun in the corner, this whole air-raid shelter, poor don't want it, it feels like being stolen by mice.

Just thinking about it, there seemed to be some movement in the bomb shelter.

Woooo

Creak.

Xiao Chenghe was startled, the whole person couldn't help but stiffen, a terrifying thought popped up in his heart, his legs trembled, his jaw squeaked, and only the S12K in his hand gave him a sense of security.

This is not a human voice!

Isn't it a person, who is it? Could it be a ghost?

PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds is a survival game, not a horror game!

The air-raid shelter itself is underground, and under the dim candlelight of the walls, it looks a little weird, and there are strange sounds between the coldness and desertion, which indeed creates a faint and unknown atmosphere.

Suddenly, the light on the wall flickered, and Xiao Chenghe's left and right eyelids were already fluttering and fluttering, Mom, is there a way to kill yourself quickly......

Grenade, wood has.

There is a small pistol, too.

The S12K in his hand, the gun is too long, I'm sorry, I may not be able to kill myself......

Even if it's a frying pan, it's a good choice to knock yourself out, and of course, if you knock it out, it will become a box.

The flickering lights, unknown sounds, and the entire bomb shelter with no one but him making people palpitate.

A person retreated cautiously, and when he finally retreated to the corner, Xiao Chenghe's whole scalp suddenly became numb...... There was something cool behind his back against his back......

Ahh

Damn, scared to death, it turned out to be the wall......

Wiping a handful of cold sweat, Xiao Chenghe saw a small shadow flash in front of him, his brain was stunned, and his arms suddenly stiffened......

Squeak, a little mouse came out of a small hole.

Boom.

Xiao Chenghe sat on the ground with his ass, hurriedly, drank a bottle of 82-year-old Coke and was shocked, I have a big grass, this game painting style is not right, why is the movement of the mouse so gloomy, so terrible, if it is a big boss, wouldn't it be against the sky?

The little mouse naturally saw an animal that was shocked by its handsome operation, and squeaked and squeaked more cheerfully, feeling a little smart, a little magical, squeaky.

In the next scene, Xiao Chenghe was dumbfounded.

One left, one right, hips cocked, body twisted and twisted.

Crooked, goblin, there's a mouse here that's drunk, and it's now imagining itself to be a cat!

Xiao Chenghe rubbed his eyes, his pupils shrank, why do mice take cat steps these days, big brother, this is PUBG, not the Victoria's Secret show of mice!

If it weren't for the S12K in his hand that made Xiao Chenghe's head hurt, Xiao Chenghe would even think that he was on the wrong set, maybe the game was opened in the wrong way.

The mouse came over a little boldly, twisted his chubby waist, and sniffed at Xiao Chenghe's shoes......

Squeaky squeak, made a vomiting motion.

Day!

Xiao Chenghe wanted to kick this guy who was doing things, but after the mouse seemed to feel the inexplicable killing intent, he decisively slipped to a bunch of box bunkers behind, and then secretly poked out a small head.

Hey, count yourself as a fast runner!

There are definitely not so many elements in PUBG on the original earth, and the relationship between the characters is operated by the mouse, which is not as real as it is now.

Xiao Chenghe also felt curious about this mouse, forget it, don't worry about the way this mouse scared people to death, spare it first.

Since there was no danger, Xiao Chenghe also put away his gun, and even guessed maliciously in his heart, whether this air-raid shelter would be hollowed out by this little mouse, and why was it so poor!!

It is hard to imagine that the little fat mouse who has just stepped on the cat step by step is quite bright, and it seems that the relationship between agility and size does not apply to this mouse.

This time, the little fat mouse felt that the malice beside Xiao Chenghe had dissipated, and came over again, with a full face, yes, a full face, as if looking at the 82-year-old Coke in Xiao Chenghe's hand expectantly...... It's energy drinks.

What(?◇?)?

What is this for?

Xiao Chenghe originally took it out and pretended to be it, after all, he was still full of blood, and it was a waste to drink energy drinks, but what was the situation with this little fat mouse?

His right hand moved upwards, and the little fat mouse's gaze moved upwards as well.

Moved downward, eh, eyes moved downward.

Xiao Chenghe glanced at it and asked, "Do you want to drink?" ”

Suddenly, the little fat mouse's gaze was shining.