This sentence made Brother Trumpet laugh out loud.

"So you also know that you have cancer! Okay, please start your performance. Come on, come on, I will give you a live commentary."

The other teammates didn't say anything and watched the two mentally retarded people talking about cross talk with cold eyes. It was obvious that they didn't think much of Hao Meng.

"Everyone, wait and see, our comic is cutting out the knife and is on her way to point A. She is going to send a wave of express delivery and weapons and equipment to the enemy... Wait, she came to the corner and suddenly stopped. It seems that

She noticed the footsteps, um, her consciousness was good... She confidently took out the AWP sniper rifle, squatted down and set it up..."

…

The owner of the footsteps seemed to have noticed the sound of Hao Meng walking before, and it suddenly became silent.

Click!——

Something flew out from the corner, it was Hao Meng's familiar flash bomb!

Hao Meng reflexively shook her hand subconsciously, and used the mouse to control the game character to turn around sharply, turning away from looking at the flash bomb.

Snapped!

The moment the flash bomb exploded, Hao Meng's ears rang a little, but this did not affect her subsequent operations.

I saw Hao Meng successfully dodged the flash bomb, shook his hands violently, turned around quickly without even using the scope, and fired with his muzzle pointed at the corner of the wall and out the exit!

An enemy who had just dodged and exposed half of his body fell down!

"Ness! What a gun!"

"What did you just send?"

"WTF?!"

…

Ignoring the shock and praise of his teammates, Hao Meng quickly came to the corner of the wall, ducked out and shot with just the right feeling!

Snapped!--

Another enemy fell.

"Nice!"

Hao Meng cut his knife back behind the safe corner, then ducked out and fired again.

Snapped!--

"Nice!"

Following this compliment, an enemy who had just arrived at point A fell down.

…

Opposite enemy.

I thought that the last person on the opposite side must have found a place to hide and protect his gun. Unexpectedly, he took the initiative and killed three teammates here in succession. Now only the 'computer player' is left.

The situation here is like the gourd baby saving grandpa, one after another came to send him away, only to see a figure flash out, the visual nerve consciousness reacted through the brain to the time when he was about to shoot, he realized that he was already lying down...

"This guy must be cheating...how can he be so powerful...his shooting skills are so accurate!"

"I just looked at the opponent's record. Before, this person was -1, but now he's suddenly so strong, maybe he really failed!"

"Is it possible that a professional player opens a trumpet account for low-end entertainment?"

"If we really are professional players... we'd better admit defeat as soon as possible. Alas... I thought we could dominate this game by forming a small account, but I didn't expect..."

The teammates were all silent. It would be really unfortunate if this happened.

…

The last surviving 'computer player' learned from the description given by his teammates that he had no chance of winning in 1V1, and the last surviving 'computer player' had completely lost his fighting spirit.

"I'd better save my gun..."

He had just turned around and ran out a few steps when a gunshot sounded behind him...

Gorgeous rush to the street...

"This is a shame!"

He threw the mouse angrily and shouted.

…

[The player’s funny shots were perfect in this round]

Hao Meng's teammates were extremely excited, and their previous distrust and toxic impression of Hao Meng disappeared.

"66666, the 6 used by the boss for blind sniping! No wonder it has always been a cancer before. It turns out that this round is just an entertainment round for the boss! Don't worry about losing at all! It's stable!"

"Did you see, this is the real boss! This marksmanship, this consciousness, this is a professional brother!"

…

"I'm not... I'm really not a big boss..."

Hao Meng blushed a little when her teammates praised her and hurriedly shied away.

Just now, Hao Meng just fired the gun randomly based on instinct. To say that she was shooting more accurately than the enemy's ability to catch the bullet, it just happened to be blinded. Everything was such a coincidence. Hao Meng felt that even with her eyes closed at that time,

Can fool people.

…

The next few games were spent in Hao Meng's poisonous traps for teammates and metaphysical marksmanship. However, the teammates only thought that Hao Meng was having fun and praised the boss for being different. His teammates were simply a burden to the boss.

.

What was originally a good game has turned into a cheerful entertainment game, such as this one.

Hao Meng directly bought flash bombs and Molotov cocktails first, and immediately threw the flash bombs to dodge his teammates at the beginning.

Snapped!

The trumpet brother who reacted quickly turned his back to dodge. Other teammates who were slower were not so lucky and were all blinded by the white light.

"Hahaha... The tumor has turned white again."

"Fortunately, I'm quick-witted. When I see Funny pull out a flash bomb, I know what will happen next."

…

"I don't believe you can hide from this...I'll throw it away!"

【Spicy hotpot!】

Hao Meng took out a Molotov cocktail, lit it, and called Brother Trumpet.

Bang——

Brother Trumpet suddenly fell into a sea of ​​fire.

"Stop making trouble! You are trying to burn me to death! Are you from the FFF group?"

"Hahaha... Be serious! We are playing games! Hahaha... I just want to say, you are burning well!"

…

The fight here was noticed by the enemy from the middle.

"..."

"Are they all a bunch of retarded people?"

"I think it's because there are professional brothers and bosses here, so I don't worry about losing at all...so I can just mess around..."

"You are just ignoring us... This is a naked mockery..."

Before the group of people finished speaking, they heard a gunshot, and then a teammate was shot in the head and thrown into the street.

…

"6666, the real sand eagle is used as a sniper! It can shoot a headshot from such a distance! Okay, okay."

"Yeah...Eh? Why did the opponent collectively withdraw from the game?? They all became computer players..."

Only then did Hao Meng notice that the shot he had just taken seemed to have completely destroyed the opponent's confidence. He was so humiliated that he would rather accept the punishment of being suspended for a few days than forcefully withdraw from the game.

There was nothing to say after that. This obviously competitive game ended hastily, but the whole process was full of joy. In comparison, winning or losing was not that important.

At the end of the game, the trumpet brother even added Hao Meng's sbeam friend, and admitted that his account was just his own trumpet, and that his large account level was really at the Earth level.

Hao Meng declined the invitation to continue the next game, exited the game, and looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room.

…

[Funny that he is still a professional player? Awesome! Awesome!]

[I laughed to death in those rounds just now, how you tricked your teammates!]

[No wonder the sniper shot at my teammates before was so accurate, this shot was always on target!]

[At first, I thought that the earth account was the boss, but I didn’t expect that the anchor was the boss. He was pretending to be a newbie before...]
To be continued...