PUBG: THE DEVIL KING SYSTEM
[59]

Lift your eyes.

The image in Lin Ye's eyes suddenly became extremely delicate.

Rust-red metal plate, dappled marks on it are clearly visible.

The figure that poked out from behind the bunker was like a slow-moving ghost, frame by frame, with a panorama.

Eight times the mirror.

The red front view.

Red dots in the field of vision are like flashes of meteor shadows, tracing the perfect trajectory, and toward the final destination.

Important moments, certain times!

In a stagnant world, Lin Ye was like a king who had mastered all the rules, turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain.

It was estimated that the distance, the vision was raised, all the operations in this slow world seemed so precise and random.

One shot.

the explosion!

The 98K muzzle in Lin Ye's hand suddenly exploded into dazzling sparks.

The sparks opened like peacocks, blooming one by one from the inside out.

Time is slow, as if silent.

Then, a 7.62 mm orange yellow bullet continued to spin and shot towards the opposite bridge.

In pictures.

After the 7.62mm bullet flew for a long time, the M24 muzzle on the opposite side finally responded with a faint spark.

This M24 gun, I don't know how long it's slow.

A strong wind roared, bullets rushed.

In the next moment, the results were divided.

There was suddenly a bloom of blood on Wang Baixiao's sniper head, and a pitch-black bullet hole appeared again in his brows, which was clear and terrifying.

Shoot head!

Huh .. huh .. huh ...

The rapid breath.

In Lin Ye's eyes, a glimmer of brilliance suddenly disappeared As he recovered, in the upper right corner of the game screen, there was already a refreshed murder message.

"Linye used Kar98K to do headshots on douyu and Juwangbaixiao"

Appropriately.

Shoot head!

This highly anticipated sniper battle was finally over after Lin Ye's 98K shot.

One shot, one shot,

Win or lose.

In the live broadcast room where the King of Snipers laughed, his blood stem instantly evaporated with a 98K shot, and the game screen naturally dimmed.

Greyish.

Surprising gray.

In this sniper battle, the sniper king lost his laugh ...

Lose! ? ?

Looking at the screen of Xiao Wang Beixiao's game that was gradually starting to turn gray, the audience in her live broadcast room was extremely silent, and they did not know what to say.

Lose...

He's really lost!

When the Shooting King shot M24 and Biao Zhong Lin Ye in the chest, the audience in his live broadcast room thought that this would be a devastating sniper battle.

In their eyes, the chances of Liao Wang beating the laughter were over ninety-nine percent, and it was even hard to find the slightest chance of losing.

But who would have thought that after just less than a minute, the Shooting King would lose with laughter, completely lost.

His Level 3 helmet was directly bombarded by Lin Ye, then instantly killed by 98K fire.

As for the damage caused by Wang Weixiao to Lin Ye, it was just that a sneak attack hit the body.

Such a confrontation process is completely one-sided.

Completely destroyed.

In everyone's eyes, Wang Liao laughed as Lin Ye stepped on the dust from the clouds.

Quiescent.

be silent.

So silent.

The barrage in Wang Baixiao's live broadcast room was empty. He was silent and speechless, and his face instantly became extremely ugly.

stilted.

Very stiff.

At this moment, Wang Baixiao did not even know what expression he should make.

In the case of a sneak attack by Peeping, his sniper rifle did not even match Lin Ye?

This……

Xiao Wang Baixiao's face turned blue and purple, and the anger and hatred in his heart did not know how to vent it.

"It's jammed! It must have been a huge blow to laughter before losing to Lin Ye!"

"Right, I'm a SOLO champion, how can I lose to a lesser-known news anchor?"

"Width a big smile, a big smile, you see if the gas pedal forgets to turn on?"

"Luck, it must be luck, Baixiao had no helmet, definitely Lin Ye was lucky and only missed one shot."

"Uh .. but is this really luck? Lin Ye was on the opposite side, but after three 98K shots in a row, all headshots!"

"Fuck Nima upstairs, this Lin Ye is either lucky or evil, understand?"

"No matter about Baixiao, there's no shame in defeating him!"

"..."

After that shocking silence, many fanatics in Xiao Wangfeixiao's live broadcast room began to help her shake the pot in succession.

What kind of network card, bad luck, otherwise forced ...

There are so many reasons, and it seems not at all.

Even Wang Baixiao himself thought so!

"Hehe .. hehe ..." Wang Baixiao's face turned blue, but he still smiled grimly: "This Lin Ye, so good, so good ..."

"Three 98K shots hit my head, and even the last shot was done before I actually left the bunker ..."

"Obviously, this Lin Ye was not only a padlock, but also a perspective. This kind of hanging style can still be broadcast live on Douyu, which is really embarrassing in our live broadcast industry."

This time, Wang Beixiao was no longer yin and yang, she was instantly in the live broadcast room this time, and Lin Ye's real hammer was dying.

Such a statement was extremely fierce, and it was already a declaration of war by his name.

Naturally, under the guidance of Wang Baixiao's words, Lin Ye's opening rhythm in her live broadcast room became increasingly violent.

The die-hard fans who watched him live for a long time naturally obeyed the words of their Xiao Wangfei Idol saying that Lin Ye was a stubborn dog, and they squirted like wild dogs.

After all, the Shooting King lost the laughter at Lin Ye's hands, and these heavy fans also felt uneasy, they were red and angry.

Suddenly, the violence from Lian Wang Baixiao's live broadcast barrage rose to several levels.

And the fans of Lin Ye who were in the live broadcast room, seeing the look of Wang Weixiao whom he could not afford to lose, all of them sneered in that barrage.

"Hahaha, the Shooter King? Heard you were called the Shooter King? Such attention made me really laugh at me!"

"If you can't beat him, just say hang up. Have you ever seen a world like this?"

"Shameful, too embarrassing, because our swollen anchors make third-tier heads and can't win. I don't think you're gonna play sniper rifles anymore."

"That's it, I've said a lot to snipers before, and I didn't even hold back a bit of resistance. Really a weak chicken."

"Open up? Open the thread and hang it? I don't know anything, just bring the rhythm here?"

"Hahahahaha, the Shooter King, the Shooter King, can't lose so, I think you will be called the Rat King in the future!"

Wang Baixiao saw a barrage of ridicule in the live broadcast room, his face suddenly becoming darker, he hit the table with a fist and made a terrifying loud noise.

but……

He has nothing to do with it!

Lose.

This time I was completely lost and lost! ! !