"There is no time to take medicine." Bai Mufan's heart sank.

When the game character uses the medical package, it will make a slight sound. As long as the enemy hears this sound, they will understand that he is packing. You can take the opportunity to rush over and harvest him.

Bai Mufan glanced at the few submachine gun bullets left by himself, immediately switched to shotgun, and said to the audience with confidence: "This kind of close-range trolls have miraculous effects, and my trolls are also very powerful. Everyone should be optimistic, don't blink!"

After saying that, he stopped talking and stared at the other party's every move.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but become nervous, and waves of barrage flew past.

"Come on Mumu!"

"It's over, I feel like this is gone."

"Where are the water friends in the initial square just now? Protect your car!"

"Ah, I'm sorry Mu Mu. I followed him to jump to the airport and ended up falling into a box, wuwu..."

Bai Mufan has no time to watch the barrage now, and he is staring at the other party's every move with all his concentration.

Just when the player was only one step away from the gate, Bai Mufan's eyes narrowed and he took the initiative to attack.

He shook his body first, avoided the first few shots, and then shot him with a squirt.

"puff!"

A shot broke the door next to it.

Bai Mufan was slightly stunned. He didn't believe in evil and shot another shot. He hit the air next to the enemy again accurately. He was taken away by the other party who reacted, and the screen suddenly became dark.

"Damn, this is not even a hit!" Bai Mufan took a hard shot on the computer desk with some dissatisfaction, causing the camera next to him to shake.

He glanced at the notebook next to him and saw that the barrage in the live broadcast room had erupted.

“23333333!”

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Mumu is overturned!"

"Well, I'm ready, then what?"

"These two shots are really watery."

"Slapping the table scares me!"

"Incompetent furious!"

“…”

At the same time, the gifts in the live broadcast room have also been made. This wave of programs has been very effective. Bai Mufan first picked up the trolls on the rooftop, but unexpectedly it became a foreshadowing here.

Moreover, he swears to pat his chest and say to watch my show at the last moment, but he was taken away by someone a few shots in the next second. This contrast also made the audience laugh and cry.

Bai Mufan was not deliberately pretending to miss the shot. He rarely used trolls when playing games. At that time, he just thought that he could kill the other party with just one shot at close range. Unexpectedly, the shooting was too casual and the car was overturned.

However, seeing that the live broadcast was effective, his dissatisfaction disappeared a lot.

Bai Mufan pointed to the screen of his death and said word by word: "If I pick up this hot troll in the future, I will hit me to death!"

The audience floated over another "haha" barrage.

Bai Mufan clicked to start the next game. This time he still chose to jump to the airport and said to the audience: "Continue to walk at the airport, I want to avenge my shame this time!"

This time he did not jump to the old place, but landed at the door of the abandoned police station. There were two other people who like him who liked this place.

Bai Mufan ran in quickly, but only picked up some accessories and supplies along the way. He could only run inside while searching for guns.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and there was finally a big gun on the ground not far ahead, but when he looked closely, his face suddenly turned dark: "It's the hot troll who cheated me again!"

At this moment, Bai Mufan noticed that an enemy wearing a first-level helmet and without a bulletproof vest rushed towards him with a small pistol. He shot from a distance, and bullets rushed past his character.

"There is no other choice!" Bai Mufan gritted his teeth, ran over and picked up the shotgun on the ground, twisting his body against the wall to avoid the bullets shot from the small pistol, and quickly loading the bullets.

Finally, when Bai Mufan's character had only one-third of his blood bars left, the shotgun finally finished shooting with a "click".

"Puff!" Bai Mufan immediately turned the gun by 180 degrees and shot it at the enemy who was chasing him relentlessly!

The shotgun's close-range advantage was fully utilized at this moment, and all the bullets hit the opponent!

The player who jumped in the air to avoid this shot immediately slashed a fork in the air, turned into a box and fell down. The words "kill" appeared in the center of Bai Mufan's screen.

However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw two more enemies coming from left and right. One of them was another enemy landing near the prison, and the other one was probably touched from other places.

Bai Mufan's heart was raised again.

He moved in a hurry, relied on the ancient footwork "King of Qin circling the pillars", and exquisitely avoided a series of bullets. Then he went down with two trolls, and two more boxes appeared on the ground.

Bai Mufan himself was stunned for a moment. Looking at the blood-red words "3 Kill" in the center of the screen, he happily licked his bag while saying, "This troll is really useful!"

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room were already complaining.

"Who said that he would hit him to death with a troll?"

"It smells so good!"

"This is a scented troll."

"Sure enough, no one can escape the law of true fragrance?"

“…”

After licking his bag, Bai Mufan rushed out and shot someone in front of him. After killing two more enemies, he was killed by several people.

Bai Mufan was not discouraged. He was just a hot hand, so he deliberately fought very hard just to fight with others to find the feel.

"The two hot hands are finished, and it's time to get serious in the next move." Bai Mufan said to himself, clicking again to start the game.

He became much more cautious in this way, successfully killing nine people and reaching the finals. Unfortunately, when the five people were left, he was shot by a 29-killed god.

Bai Mufan glanced at the notebook and saw a barrage of "What a pity" floating across the live broadcast room, "It's almost a little bit", "I have no parents to cheat", etc., all of which were regretting him.

Bai Mufan's mentality is quite good. While clicking to start the next game, he comforted the audience in the live broadcast room: "It's okay, eat a chicken butt in this game first, and you can eat the chicken in the next game."

However, he seemed to have set a flag, and he was in the finals for two consecutive games.

Either it was a mistake against the gun or a bad luck. At the most critical moment, I would be more desperate than the sky.

After the third game died in the finals, Bai Mufan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked at the live broadcast room and found that the atmosphere was a little suppressed and nervous by the fierce battles of these games.
Chapter completed!