PUBG Mobile's strongest profession eats chicken

Chapter 524 No. 64
Until the sound of huge footsteps on the metal stairs on the outer wall, NO.19 and NO.16 were suddenly struck by lightning, and the window on the outer wall was just able to attack the two of them.

The two quickly turned their guns to aim out of the window, and there was a gunshot outside the window, still the familiar AKM voice.

'boom boom'

'boom boom'

'Da da……'

'Ba...'

With two concise and neat two shoulder shots, the four bullets passed through the window at a speed exceeding the speed of sound when they were halfway back, and hit them hard on the forehead.

'Boom, boom, boom, boom. 'Four headshots sounded almost in no particular order, and the two fell to the ground at the same time.

Little Brother K was about to support the two of them and suppress Qin Fan to enter the building, when No. 64 quickly reminded: "Hurry up and beat him, he is crippled."

Little Brother K's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he rushed towards the window excitedly.

NO.19 looked at No. 64 in surprise, wondering why he reported false information when he clearly missed King just now.

Of course he couldn't understand how anxious No. 64 was in his heart now. No. 64 was personally named by Qin Fan, the god of death. The ghost knows what kind of small calculations he has in his mind. Now he only hopes to end the battle quickly so that he can get relief, so he reported False information, let Little K rush out and be killed by Qin Fan, so that the game can be ended in a legitimate way, and he doesn't have to bear the charge of passive competition, what a perfect plan.

But how could Qin Fan fulfill his wish? Now he has already known which number 64 is through the system prompt, and he will be able to kill the other two soon, and the final final will be held. It is impossible for anyone to die now. .

Talking about Brother K, after listening to the French professional player No. 64, he launched an attack on Qin Fan, but before the gun was fired, Qin Fan shot his head with a [-] bullet.

The half-disabled second-level head was directly crippled, and the blood volume dropped from one hundred to thirty. He was so scared that he quickly shrank back. Disappointed with King's reaction speed and prediction.

If Qin Fan hadn't wanted to keep him as No. 64, he would have killed him with a two-shoulder shot, and he would have no chance of surviving.

Seeing this, No. 64 was overjoyed and overjoyed, thinking to himself: "Hurry up, kill little K quickly, so I don't have to suffer any longer." '

While saying this, he crawled out of the room and exposed a little bit of his head in the corner of the wall. Although the exposure was not obvious, he believed that Qin Fan could definitely see it.

In this way, Qin Fan can make up for him, and he can withdraw from the game openly without waiting for Little K to be killed.

Sure enough, as soon as he exposed a corner of his head in the corner, the familiar AKM gunfire sounded outside the window. The corner of No. 64's mouth could not help showing a relaxed smile, but then his eyes widened again.

He wanted to die and Qin Fan didn't kill him. Instead, No. 19, who was honestly hiding behind the chair, was replaced...

"Wow... this can be hit, this guy's eyes are too good." NO.19 said helplessly after being eliminated.

No. 64 wanted to cry when he heard the words, but he didn't want to cry. Damn, he didn't hit me with such a good look.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the familiar yet unfamiliar voice from the public microphone again: "Go and help him, I won't hit you."

number 64:"……"

At this moment, how much he hopes that little K brother can have some backbone, reject the king's charity with righteous words, and then fight King to the death and end the game.

However, little K brother is just so spineless. When he heard Qin Fan's words, he immediately went crazy and ran over to help No. 64. No. 64 almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood...

(End of this chapter)