The queen's heir husband

Chapter 811: Game abuse rookies, all the people watch
Netizens began to click on the game in the next moment to search for information on this account.

"My eyes are dazzled? Could it be that the way I opened it is wrong?"

"The Great God is actually a zero-level novice account. What's the situation?"

"Did you get tricked?"

Ji Jie always paid attention to the pop-up window. After all, Gong Yueer had cleaned up a little bit by relying on this variety show. If he messed up, he could go back to his hometown to raise pigs.

Jijie was dumbfounded when he saw the comments on the pop-up window.

What the hell is this aunt doing?

The zero-level account is so blatantly posted on Weibo, this is the rhythm of killing myself.

He is just a manager, and he doesn't have the ability to bring people back to life.

If Gong Yueer continued to do this to death, they really had no choice but to go home and raise pigs.

But what to do, it can't be saved.

Because of this incident, countless netizens logged into the game at the same time, causing the game to be very crowded, and the server also crashed at this moment.

Seeing the server crash, Jijie was a little happy. Could it be that God can't see it, this aunt is so stupid, she will feel sorry if she doesn't help.

But Jijie underestimated the developer of this game, he was paralyzed and returned to normal within a minute, starting a bigger server.

At the same time, it can accommodate a country with a large population, and one of the three people can go online.

This is not happy for a while, it is a tragedy.

Ji Jie walked back and forth on the aisle of the banquet, his whole body was like an ant on a hot pot.

How to do how to do.

This aunt's current character design is the master of this game. If the character design collapses, I'm afraid they will be over.

But the crux of the problem is that this aunt really doesn't know how to play this game.

Now, for a while, I can't find a person who can play games and walk around to pretend to be.

Jijie got angry in a hurry, but Gong Yueer completed the novice training in an orderly manner.

At the beginning, she was still a little unaccustomed to it.

After completing the novice training, she no longer has much interest in this game.

Too weak chicken.

This kind of shooting game is okay to pass the time when you have nothing to do, but for someone like her who likes real guns and live ammunition, it really doesn't have any appeal.

Now it's time to rest.

They came to the outer hall again.

It was a dance party at the moment, and as soon as the music started, countless people came to dance on the dance floor, and the scene was very lively.

Gong Yueer chose a corner and sat down.

With the mobile phone in her hand, she clicked on the friend system and added countless messages of friends.

Many people have sent her private messages.

"Great God, why is your account level zero?"

"Could it be a trumpet?"

"Fuck, you are not a liar, are you, dead liar."

But it was more about letting Gong Yueer play games with them.

If it was normal, Gong Yue'er would not pay attention to these insults at all, but shooting is absolutely sacrosanct in her eyes.

Doubt her shooting ability?
Don't you know that her awesome marksmanship has been superb since she was born?
Her mother's prenatal training is also shooting.

She absolutely couldn't bear this matter, and she couldn't embarrass her mother.

Her mother's daughter, how could she be a weak chicken, how could she be a rookie.

At this time, I didn't expect the camera to give Gong Yueer a close-up, and even the words Gong Yueer typed on the phone screen were clear at a glance.

"Rookie? Let me let you know what is the God of Sniper."

"What is a gun king?"

(End of this chapter)