The hero who crossed the line of fire has a dream

Chapter 4 Fallen Dreams!

I don't know how long it took, when Wang Yue slowly opened his eyes, he found that he was already in the hospital bed.

A bald woman called out with concern: "Xiaoyue!"

Rao is that Wang Yue is very weak at the moment, a piece of white paper as pale as white paper, but this still can't hide the surprise on his face.

That woman was Wang Yue's mother. Wang Yue looked at his mother in disbelief. His mother had long black hair, but at this moment there was no one at all, and it became a state of bald head.

Wang Yue said in a hoarse voice, "Mom, your hair..."

Wang Yue's mother touched Wang Yue's head, smiled, and said, "It's okay."

Wang Yue turned his head to one side, and his father was standing beside the hospital bed, with a sallow smile on his face.

Wang Yue's father, like his mother, has no hair on his head.

Wang Yue, who was in a state of consternation, suddenly remembered something, and said anxiously, "Where's my sister?"

Wang Yue's mother lowered her head and said lightly, "They took your sister away..."

"what!"

The shocked Wang Yue was about to sit up from the hospital bed, but he didn't have a trace of strength on his body. At this moment, Wang Yue suddenly found that he could not feel the existence of his hands, if he couldn't see his hands , he would have thought his hand was amputated.

Wang Yue's mother touched Wang Yue's forehead and said in a soft voice, "Don't worry, the doctor said that the bones of both your hands are broken. Although they have been re-bonded, they still need some time to recover."

Wang Yue's tears fell at that time: "Mom! I'm sorry for you! I hurt you!"

This is the second time that Wang Yue has shed tears since he became sensible.

Wang Yue knew that it was all because of his arrogance and arrogance. He was too arrogant and despised everything because he thought his CF skills were superb. If he didn't challenge that sexy woman and sleep with her, his home would not be. Even if he was smashed, he wouldn't be thrown feces, his parents' hair wouldn't be shaved, and his sister wouldn't be taken away.

His sister is only ten years old!

Wang Yue clenched his teeth tightly, and his face was full of hideousness and ferocity. He knew that all this must be controlled by that sexy woman.

The woman once asked if she could accept the price, and he said yes without hesitation. It must be the word "can" that created all this.

At this time, Wang Yue suddenly remembered that the third master had reminded him, but he was too proud at the time and insisted on doing his own thing, and ignored the third master's persuasion, which resulted in a tragedy.

Wang Yue's mother patted Wang Yue's back lightly and said softly, "Don't cry, Mom and Dad don't blame you, no one is immune to mistakes, not to mention this is the first time you make a mistake, you are fine Recuperate, when the time comes, let's get your sister back together."

Wang Yue's father said stiffly and honestly, "Take care of your injuries."

Wang Yue's tears couldn't help shedding. He caused such a big disaster and lost his sister, but his father and his mother didn't blame him, but continued to comfort him.

Wang Yue wants revenge, revenge on that sexy woman, and at the same time, he wants to do everything possible to get his sister back!

However, this mentality and passion for revenge and searching for his sister slowly dissipated with the passage of time.

After that day, the sexy woman and his sister seemed to have disappeared from the world, with no trace at all.

At the same time, Wang Yue also discovered that although his hand had recovered, the sensitivity of his hand had been reduced due to the reconnection of the bones, and his hands had become weak, and he could not even lift [-] kilograms of objects.

For example, a person can shoot [-] bullets in ten seconds by firing an AK, but Wang Yue, who has slowed down the reaction speed of his fingers, can only fire ten bullets in ten seconds.

There are many types of guns across the line of fire, rifles, sniper rifles, submachine guns, shotguns, pistols, but in the world of cross-fire, the rifle is the real king of weapons.

This point undoubtedly dealt a fatal blow to Wang Yue.

Once the dream dissipated with the wind.

He once promised to stand at the top of the CF industry with lofty ambitions and follow the trend.

The once arrogant and indomitable Wang Yue turned into a dull piece of wood under multiple blows.

one year later.

Paradise Internet Cafe is still as lively as before, and the screens displayed on all machines are unified CF interface.

Over the course of a year, Cross Fire has not declined in the slightest, but has become more and more prosperous.

Some famous CF masters even stood at the top of the Hundred Cities League and WCG by playing regular games, and even went to the world to compete with masters from various countries.

It's still the Internet Cafe in Paradise, and it's the same old tree with a thick millstone. The white-haired third master is still sitting under the old tree, closing his eyes and enjoying the shade, as if he's about to go to bed.

A young man with messy hair, dull eyes, and a dazed action, walks slowly like a walking corpse.

A high school student pointed at the disheveled Wang Yue and said, "Hey, look, there's a lunatic there!"

"Take a photo and post it online, um, my phone is out of battery, who can lend me my phone?"

"No, I want to shoot and post it myself!"

"You guys are all boring. It's hard to take a day off. Of course, you can't waste a moment playing Crossfire. What a lunatic!"

The uncle of the network manager of the Paradise Internet Cafe said disdainfully: "Just you rookies, are you worthy of being called a lunatic?"

"Hey, webmaster, what do you mean?"

"Yes, what do you mean, who are you calling a rookie!"

"Don't think that the network administrator is arrogant. If you don't accept it, you can play a game! Sniper battle, knife battle, whatever you say."

The uncle of the network manager was too lazy to care about them, so he opened the D drive of the computer, and there were a lot of videos in it.

Those videos were all saved videos of sexy women fighting with others here a year ago.

The uncle of the network administrator found a specially marked video, and that video was a video of a sexy woman fighting Wang Yue. In just a few minutes, the high school students were completely stunned.

What a domineering Nepalese saber!

What a weird Malay sword!

What an amazing crab walk!

These have completely surprised them, and of course, they are also surprised by the enchanting appearance of the sexy woman.

At this time, the gazes of those high school students looking at the boy who was walking in the dark had completely changed from contempt to awe.

"I want to learn his Malay sword!"

"I'm going to find him to learn crab steps!"

"I want to worship him as a teacher!"

The very sloppy uncle's network manager said disdainfully, "Take it down. He looks like this, can he still play CF?"

The high school student's tone was obviously respectful: "Uncle, this person is really a god, he can play professional games, how did he become like this?"

The very sloppy uncle of the network administrator lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, then spit it out, and said lightly, "This is life!"

Although those high school students were stunned, the matter seemed to have nothing to do with them. For them, the most important thing was to hone their marksmanship well, and one day stand at the top of the CF world.

The sloppy uncle of the network manager continued to smoke the cigarette, his face full of vicissitudes.

Who would have thought that this uncle, a shaggy and sloppy network administrator, who was nesting in this small Internet cafe, had achieved countless glory when World of Warcraft was rampant, and was the top five masters officially certified by World of Warcraft.

this is life!

(End of this chapter)