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Chapter 521 You Are Very Nice
The two met in such a wonderful misunderstanding. It is a pity that Qin Fan still doesn't know that the battle he is facing now is exactly what he has been looking forward to since the beginning of the game.

Although Qin Fan's reaction speed was extremely fast, he was still shot in the head, and his blood volume dropped by half.

On the other side of the tool room, Hang Ye was a little weaker in muzzle prediction, timing, and detail handling. All three [-] bullets penetrated his head, and the third-level helmet flew off in an instant. , I fell to the ground on the spot.

After taking some medicine and replenishing some energy, Qin Fan continued to search for the enemy. When passing by Hang Ye, he paused, turned on the open microphone, and said with a sincere smile: "You are very good, your strength is not inferior to that of Su Haoming."

Su Haoming is the former Caesar's main assaulter, a world-class player who branded God S as a 'Reaper'.

After saying that, Qin Fan continued to search without looking back.

Somewhere in the competition area, a young man with African pigtails slowly took off his mask, and the wry smile on the corner of his mouth was clearly visible.

He lost, and the loss was clean and tidy. Although it was just a face-to-face confrontation, he practiced hard for two years for this face-to-face confrontation.

He always felt that he was worse than king, but he didn't know where he was. This meeting exposed his countless weaknesses.
For example, his pre-judgment is not accurate enough, for example, the timing of his early shooting is not perfect, for example, the details of his movement are not perfect enough, for example, his arms are starting to get tired at this time, for example... etc., Too much.

Although these weaknesses are not obvious when facing other players, and even if they are noticed by the opponent, it may not be able to achieve the fatal result, but when he faces King, he discovered and hit him in a short time. All his weaknesses, just three AKM bullets took him away.

However, due to a mistake in his prediction, he missed the first shot ahead of time. If he hadn't reacted fast enough and made quick adjustments, he would have faced the embarrassing result of being knocked down by the king without injury.

When he faces other enemies, the first advance shots of both sides will have a high probability of being missed, so in the contest between each other, this does not seem to be a weakness, but when he faces Qin Fan, this loophole is deadly.

"By the way, let me ask you, what is the date of the guy who wants to challenge me?"

The voice in the public microphone interrupted Hang Ye's thinking, Hang Ye looked up at the guy on the screen who was carrying a light yellow SCAR-L and holding a dark red AKM, opened the public microphone silently, and said with a smile: "No. 64. "

"Thank you." After Qin Fan said, he turned around and strode away.

There was a mischievous smirk on the corner of Hang Ye's mouth. He was actually No. 64, and No. [-] was actually the French professional player who had been insulting King before.

"It seems that I don't know that I am the challenger. I lie on the ground and say in front of him that I am the challenger. That would be too embarrassing. Well, let the king teach that bastard a lesson." Hang Ye's left index finger Pulling up a bunch of pigtails, he smirked while playing.

He didn't notice at all that God Z in the distance had such a gloomy expression at this moment, his eyes were fixed on Hang Ye's back like the blade of a soul-hunting knife, as if he wanted to gouge out a hole on his back. Hole.

He cultivated Hang Ye hard, waited for two years, and finally waited for the best time, but he didn't expect to lose, and it was so embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)