PUBG Mobile's Overlord System

Chapter 70 The Chosen One

Zhang Fan kept running, the Chosen One skill activated, and an airdrop landed straight in front of Zhang Fan.

"I'm going, isn't this too outrageous?"

Zhang Fan looked at the airdrop muttering to himself, then ran up quickly, and found the polar suit inside, as well as the third-level head armor and AWM.

"Too fat, too fat."

Quickly picked up the props, Zhang Fan's wave is simply fat.

He was besieged at the training base just now, and he hardly had time to search for supplies.

And now that the most powerful stretching machine is in hand, the remaining diamond players will die if they come to find him.

Zhang Fan opened the live broadcast room and adjusted his live broadcast delay back to normal.

He was signaling to those screen peepers to let the group of younger brothers throw themselves into the trap immediately.

"Boss, boss! The delay in Zhang Fan's live broadcast is gone, he is now in the quarry!"

The younger brother reported the latest situation in time.

Brother Hui frowned, feeling that success or failure depends on one move.

"Everyone adjusted their status and headed towards the quarry."

Zhang Fan was lying on the cliff in the south of the quarry, and he ran a long circle around the quarry.

Killed the enemies around the quarry along the way, but there were still three enemies lurking in the quarry, Zhang Fan temporarily let them go.

He planned to use those three enemies for a while to attract the attention of that group of people.

Sure enough, as he expected, a car drove over in three to five minutes.

The 5 people got off the car and dispersed, and began to surround the quarry separately. They circled towards Zhang Fan's position, but found that Zhang Fan had turned on the delay again, and arrived at the position where Zhang Fan was in the live broadcast room just now.

"Where did you run to?"

Brother Hui was so angry that he felt like he was being played like a dog all the time.

"bump!"

When everyone was still puzzled, there was a clear and crisp sniper gunshot on the hillside in the distance.

AWM's bullet penetrated a third-level head player, and once again reduced the 8-man team.

"And let him pick up the airdrop!"

A younger brother shouted anxiously, and several people scattered and quickly hid in the bunker.

"The direction is from 180, what should the boss do?"

The younger brothers were completely panicked. They were a team of 8 people, and they were played by Zhang Fan alive. At this moment, there were only 4 people left.

If this matter gets out, they will lose face.

"Is this Zhang Fan really an asshole?"

A younger brother already had some doubts. He died relatively early, and there was no problem at all when he watched the replay of his own death.

I feel that Zhang Fan just crushed himself with his unilateral IQ.

Now it's no longer a gap in marksmanship, their awareness and actions can't keep up with Zhang Fan at all.

"Whether he hangs up or not, we have taken other people's money and we have to do good things for them."

Brother Hui frowned, looking for Zhang Fan's trace.

He thought it was an easy task, but now it is getting more and more difficult.

Brother Hui admits that he still underestimated Zhang Fan, and it's not easy to deal with it now.

While the few of them were still hesitating, Zhang Fan had already come outside their house, and slowly opened a grenade.

"Crack."

The moment the grenade pulled the tab, Brother Hui, who was more vigilant in the room, heard it.

"There is Lei, get out quickly."

He hurriedly turned out the window, but several teammates who were too late to run had already been killed by a thunderbolt by Zhang Fan.

"Is it fun to play solo with 8 people?"

Zhang Fan raised the corners of his mouth and sneered, he was stuck on the other side of the room, looking at the only remaining Brother Hui.

"Brother, I admire you. I was also entrusted by others, so you just let me kill you, and I will give you 1 yuan after it is done."

Brother Hui heard Zhang Fan's voice and began to negotiate helplessly.

The task he took was to snipe Zhang Fan all night.

Let him have no game experience, and he will be paid 2 for every successful snipe.

Brother Hui really didn't care at first, he searched Zhang Fan's information a little bit, and thought he was just a young anchor with better marksmanship.

But obviously he underestimated the enemy.

"You want to send me away for 1 yuan, don't be kidding."

Zhang Fan really doesn't care about the 1 yuan. He just opened a gift box that cost more than 100 million yuan, and he won't spoil his game experience just because of the 1 yuan.

"what?"

Brother Hui was obviously dumbfounded, 1 yuan is not a small number, but Zhang Fan didn't think he didn't care.

"How about this, tell me your behind-the-scenes boss, I will transfer 5 to you immediately, and I will see who sends someone to attack me."

Zhang Fan said angrily, he didn't know who he had offended, after all, the circle of live broadcasting was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

There are many people who are not short of money, but some unions or individual anchors are willing to spend money in order to suppress some rookie anchors.

"No, let's not talk about whether you can give me the money. If I do this, I won't be able to mess around in this circle."

Brother Hui said helplessly that 5 yuan was really attractive to him, but he knew that if he lost his job for 5 yuan, it would be a waste of money.

Wang Hui is the owner of a game studio in China, and undertakes various services.

Whether it is League of Legends or PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds, he is called Wang Dao.

Whether it's an actor in a high-end bureau or a sniper team, as long as he gives money, he can arrange any service.

This time, he received an order from a mysterious client, asking him to snipe this anchor named Zhang Fan.

"Are you quite professional? It's disgusting that you still act righteously when you're doing something sneaky."

Zhang Fan sneered and mocked, although he knew that they were controlled by others, but it was really disgusting to form an illegal team to attack him.

Fortunately, I drive a single row. If I drive a 4th row or something, these people are matched as my teammates, and I frantically fire black guns at myself, then there is really no game experience.

"Whatever you say, we're going to fuck you tonight. If you're capable, don't broadcast live tonight. We can't beat you, but we can fuck you! Just wait."

Brother Hui sneered and said that he still has many methods.

"I beg you to come and hit me, really."

Zhang Fan laughed out loud when he heard that, the hacker he had killed in the past two days was not, and those players who cheated had suffered heavy losses.

He is completely sure that if the other party dares to hack and snipe him, they can completely destroy their entire studio.

"Then I'll see you later."

Zhang Fan leaned forward suddenly, and shot Hui to death with the M762 in his hand.

But while beating Brother Hui to death, Zhang Fan suddenly realized that he seemed to be able to see him.

That was the image displayed by the system, and he could see Wang Hui sitting in front of the computer desk.

In an instant, all of Wang Hui's messages were sent to Zhang Fan's phone.

"Oh, this skill is great."

Zhang Fan looked at the information on his mobile phone. All of Wang Hui's personal information, from his date of birth to his current location and phone number, can be viewed.

Zhang Fan smiled and copied the phone number directly, and dialed Wang Hui's number.

"Hello, this is Jinhui Studio, may I ask who you are?"

Wang Hui's voice came from the phone. He didn't know who was calling, but he answered it directly when he saw it was an unfamiliar number.

(End of this chapter)