PUBG Mobile's strongest profession eats chicken

Chapter 89

P city is not big, with a diameter of less than 500 meters, and the puzzle building is in the middle of P city. This kind of mid-range gun, win94 sniper rifle has a great advantage.

It can be said that from the moment Qin Fan went up to the puzzle building, the ending of P city was already doomed.

Except for two or three sporadic enemies who drove away, the others were either killed in the encounter or were 'named' by Qin Fan with the WIN94 sniper rifle.

In less than 10 minutes, P City was completely silent, only Qin Fan was accompanied by the scorching wind in the Gobi Desert.

At this time, the next wave of poison is about to start, so I quickly licked more than a dozen boxes downstairs, replaced two third-level heads and three-level armor with relatively high durability, and drove straight to the safe zone in the southeast direction. .

The better vehicles were all driven away by others, and the rest of the vehicles were either damaged by wheels or were directly scrapped.

The only vehicles that were intact were a three-wheeled motorcycle and a bus. Of course, such a heavy vehicle like a bus was not within the scope of Qin Fan's consideration. The speed is still impressive on smooth terrain.

'Sure enough, even my little brother dared not drive a three-wheeled motorcycle into the Gobi Desert easily. '

'Hahaha, I'm afraid you haven't seen the little brother drive the three-wheeled motorcycle to the house. '

"Little brother's three-wheeled motorcycle tricks to attack the building?" '

……

Accompanied by the ridicule of the water friends, Qin Fan got closer and closer to the safe zone, and suddenly heard the roar of an airplane coming from far and near.

He quickly parked the car on a reverse slope, and watched the flight path of the plane and the location where the airdrop might be dropped.

The water friends who noticed this scene from the perspective of Zhang Xue's commentary couldn't help opening their mouths.

'Brother, do you want to chase your dreams with this equipment? '

'It's my brother's style to never stop doing things. '

'Forecast a wave, I'm afraid I'm going to be cold. '

'I feel that my brother is going to be cold, so deduct 1. '

The rhythm of the water friends was brought up, and the continuous '1111' and '222' floated across the screen.

No matter how the safe zone shrinks, as long as there is an airdrop, there will be fierce chaos.

People die for money, birds die for food, high-tech weapons in airdrops are always the dreams of players. Although they know that this place is very dangerous, there are still countless players bravely rushing towards this fire pit like moths.

Qin Fan followed the plane and ran all the way. Halfway, he changed to a pickup truck that was durable and suitable for bunkers, and continued to chase.

All the water friends just stared at Qin Fan's car, and the airdrop was dropped about 800 meters ahead.

The 'Battle of Chasing Dreams' has already started from this moment. As soon as Qin Fan's car reached the position of about 500 meters from the airdrop, he heard the roar of a motorcycle behind him.

The speed of the motorcycle was extremely fast, as if fearing life and death, it was moving forward at full speed in the Gobi Desert, and sped past Qin Fan with a 'swipe' sound, during which time it kept honking the horn to provoke him.

Qin Fan couldn't bear his violent temper, and immediately jumped out of the car to take a preview.

With a "bang" gunshot, the water friend who drove the motorcycle at a speed of 150 per hour fell down in response, and flew high into the sky with great inertia, and fell down after a while.

Zhang Xue's live broadcast room immediately flew up a screen full of '666' and a bunch of small gifts.

"Little Chi, it's fine to grab Lao Tzu's airdrop, but you still dare to provoke me, hehe, this is the end of provoking me." Qin Fan sneered, as if his precise preview just now was nothing compared to the 'resentment' in his heart .

The sound of vehicles around became more and more chaotic. Qin Fan didn't have time to lick his bag, so he drove his pickup truck to the side of the airdrop. As soon as it landed, he threw a cigarette between the vehicle and the airdrop, and then started to lick it. airdrop.

In the airdrop, there is an AUG rifle, an adrenaline, a quadruple mirror, a three-level bag and two hundred rounds of 5.56 bullets. There is no full-durability level-three armor or three-level head that Qin Fan wants.

But it's all here, taking such a big risk, I can't go away empty-handed, and simply take the quadruple lens and adrenaline away.

The water friends in Zhang Xue’s live broadcast room saw him licking the quadruple mirror again, and sent barrages one by one, laughing and cursing:

'Sister, you can't use a magnification lens, why do you need so many magnification lenses? '

'Including the high-powered mirrors collected in Sin City, there must be seven or eight. '

'Brother, this is something you can't use yourself and don't let others use it. '

'It's so bad, I like it. '

……

As soon as Qin Fan finished licking the airdrop, gunshots rang out around him. Some were hitting other people who were trying to lick the airdrop, and some were hitting Qin Fan. Although he couldn't see others, he could still see his body. Tool, blowing up his vehicle, he is also dead.

(End of this chapter)