I’M Picking Up Pieces In PUBG
I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG Chapter 39: Tears the water friend

Ripping water friends

Seeing the girl covered in blood, the audience was sympathetic and funny.

"Sister: My boxing champion! Myojin: Oh."

"Hahahahaha, my stomach almost exploded from laughter."

"Shuiyou-1, black powder +1"

"The girl was dumbfounded, wasn't I the champion?"

"It's outrageous! All the girls got killed! Really horrible!"

...

Jiang Siming smiled shyly, and said to the corpse sister Shuiyou: "Sorry, my fist is too strong and confiscated."

Who would have thought that girl suddenly cried!

"Wow ~~ Myojin, you're bothering me ~"

"This .. I can't do it if I'm wrong, what do you think of me, as long as you bring it up, but it's not excessive, I'll promise you."

"Thank you?"

"Well, really."

"Then I want you to tease me with the softest voice, okay?"

"It's .. it doesn't matter."

After agreeing, the girl did not cry anymore, waiting for Jiang Siming to tease her expectantly.

"Don't have that kind of local love, I love listening to art."

“The requirements are still very high, keep your mouth shut if you want to listen!” Jiang Siming pretended to be angry, and the others smiled and stopped talking.

The audience was also very curious as to what Jiang Siming would say, would Myojin be teasing her sister? Isn't that a straight man of steel?

After a slight thump, Jiang Siming's tone of voice became solemn.The spectators could not bear with his seriousness, especially the female audience, who could not help but clamp their feet ...

"do you know?"

"Like you, I might give up a thousand times in my heart. As long as you look back once, I'll reignite the hope of loving you."

"Even if the calamity is over, even if love is embedded in the bone, I will treat you as before, and the years are the same."

"I really want to accompany you cooking snow and tea, Baishou Tianya, thousands of lights, the moon falling home."

After reading in one breath, Jiang Siming discovered that the live broadcast room was silent.

After which, the shout of Shuiyou girl sounded again Compared to the fake cry last time, this time she sobbed softly, completely crying.

"Myojin, thank you, this is the best love word I've ever heard, thank you, I'm going, goodbye."

After all, the female water friend no longer had a voice.

"Myojin, you make all the girls cry."

"I am a Buddha, this collection of love words is ten thousand times stronger than the words of love that are too dirty!"

"Remember, and save it for confession later!"

"Good voice, coupled with such a beautiful love story, too strong for our girls!"

"Hey, hey, cry me too, villain Myojin, I'll shoot you too, let you talk about love to me ~"

...

Jiang Siming had never expected it to be like this, was this the first time this girl had heard this kind of literary love story? It's too easy to finish it.

I did not want to think about it, turning off all the sounds, and Jiang Siming came out of the boxing ring and continued.

The two Win94s once again 'reemerged', and they lost a lot of time in 'friendly exchanges' with water friends.

The circle was very small, but the map still showed more than forty people.

This is PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds without a link. When external plug-ins ran rampant a year ago, the first poison circle had not been removed, and there were a dozen or twenty left in the game.

It's not dead now. There are still a lot of people in almost every final round. It's too real.

However, Jiang Siming was able to meet so many people in the finals because he did not go to kill and protect the pk with his friends.

Only then could these players survive until now.

Before the car entered the circle, Jiang Siming was intercepted by a poisonous player, even if he himself did not enter the circle, he would not let Jiang Siming in.

Jiang Siming stopped the handbrake in the next second, jumped out of the car, and shot win94 in that direction.

After the shots were fired, Jiang Siming did not even see the man, so he got in the car again and continued to set off, very graceful.

"Players [ming] use Win94 to kill players [xxoo]"

The audience was already somewhat numb, and the word show actually took place the entire time in Jiang Siming's live broadcast.

Only the new audience exclaimed, and the old audience calmed their little emotions like elder brother and younger brother.

"Basic exercise, don't 6, sit all!"

"What a hassle, can you calm down?"

"This is the norm in Myojin's live broadcast room, newcomers have to learn something."

"The old man who has been here for two days tells you that you cannot make a small impression in the Mingshen live broadcast, otherwise you'll miss an amazing operation if you don't pay attention."

"Mengxin has been taught, old man, please drink tea!"

...

As soon as he ran into the circle, Jiang Siming's car that was so conspicuous and arrogant was defeated by the crowd at various points.

The car was about to explode, and there was no other choice but to leave the car and hide while in the gutter to draw blood.

Jiang Siming's position was very bad, almost as long as he appeared, at least three people could see him.

Coupled with this kind of top-level game, you would burp if you didn't notice, and Jiang Siming wasn't a god.

The audience could not help but worry about Jiang Siming. Myojin must be dying. This chicken has no hope.

But he was not to blame, the water friend had delayed his rhythm too long.

Otherwise, with Jiang Siming's killing style, there would never have been so many people in the finals at the moment, and it would not have been reduced to a bad position.

Watching with the audience, there were 4 players in the base club office.

The Great Lord leads. Some other players are sitting around, and some managers and coaches are also on one side.

Their computers broadcast Jiang Siming's live broadcast.

“This power will eventually die.” Xiao Xing said happily, the enemy destroyed by Jiang Siming's group is still there, this time he is finally seen dead.

“People are not dead.” The great Lord said in his heart.

“I see a bad location. There were at least six people around him, all of them in the top segment. It would be too ridiculous if you wanted to survive.” Xiao Xing made a very reasoned analysis.

“Yes, this position is too bad, he still has two wins, isn't this a joke.” Aluka also agreed.

Weishen turned his gaze to coach Alor, the middle-aged man with golden wire glasses had been staring at the computer screen, his eyes shining with wisdom.

"Western or not, that's not what we want to see" Coach Allor said.

"What we want to see is whether he can respond calmly and calmly in very unfortunate situations, and whether he can perform certain counterattack operations."

The manager also nodded when he heard those words, and said: "We have watched this person live for two days, and we can only see him going smoothly, he said, occupying a favourable terrain beforehand, and shooting and killing people."

"Strong attractors are not very good. Only in difficulty can one's true professional strength be tested. Otherwise, no matter how strong he was, he could only be a passing anchor player."

The coach added:

"Shark's XDD is a good example. Playing in pedestrian mode, the operation is very beautiful, and eating chicken is very simple, but after pulling it to the team to play professionally, it is completely different. He has not been able to play the game officially. Why these? It was because he could not face the headwind, and it was easy to shoot someone dead impulsively. "

After listening, some people stopped talking and watched the live broadcast without sound.