PUBG Nightmare Player System

With the pan in his hand, Ye Lang succeeded in taking the chicken throne among a dozen red players.

"Little brother, you are so amazing, you are so handsome when you throw the pot!"

Tuantuan said in his teammate Mai.

Although it is a compliment, Ye Lang always feels something is wrong.

At this time, there was another burst of 666 in the live broadcast room.

"666, what else do you don't know, anchor?"

"I feel he knows everything!"

"The pot **** Yelang is so terrifying!"

The barrage scrolled, and there were also many local tyrants in the live broadcast room brushing up gifts.

"My surname is Wang, and I gave it to the anchor Huya No. 1×6!"

"Peach crisps for anchor Huya No. 1×2!"

"Pippi shrimp gave the anchor light stick X66!"

"Pikachu girl gave the anchor hot pot X5!"

...

Ye Lang took a look. The audience in the live broadcast room tonight was very enthusiastic, and they didn't hesitate to brush up the gifts one by one. The gift income from the live broadcast room tonight is estimated to have reached millions.

This is quite terrifying data. Which live broadcast room can attract millions of dollars in one night?

Ye Lang is probably the only one!

Under Ye Lang's leading role, more and more Chinese players have poured into the North American server, one by one, dressed in red, teamed up to deal with the players in the North American server.

Of course, the players in the North American server are not vegetarian. Soon several game guilds in North America began to organize counterattacks. The players in the North American server spontaneously wore black clothes, which was in sharp contrast with the red army of Chinese players.

The North American clothes at this moment can be said to be quite chaotic, and they have completely relied on the color of the clothes to distinguish the enemy and teammates.

In the new game, after Ye Lang eliminated a North American player, he changed into the opponent's black clothes.

Tuantuan next to him curiously asked, "What are you doing, brother?"

"Spy 007, officially launched!"

Ye Lang said with a smile.

Tuantuan was shocked: "Little brother...Are you going to be an undercover agent?!"

The audience in the live broadcast room was suddenly excited, but Ye Lang did not expect this kind of operation.

"666, this is too shameless, but can you hide it from them, the anchor?"

"Great plus, I am looking forward to it more and more."

"666, a survival game was played as a spy war game by you."

"Hurry up, I want to watch!"

...

After seeing Ye Lang getting dressed, Tuan Tuan was a little eager to try: "Brother, I will also go in with you as an undercover agent, I'm very professional!"

Ye Lang shook his head and said, "You can't."

Tuantuan was not convinced: "Why?!"

"You don't even know English, why do you become an undercover agent?"

Ye Lang smiled and said, "You should fight the enemy on the frontal battlefield with peace of mind."

"Humph."

Tuantuan said stubbornly: "Actually, I still know a little bit. Normal communication shouldn't be a problem."

"Just your Sichuanese English?"

Ye Lang said jokingly.

"I…"

Tuantuan was choked all of a sudden, and said angrily: "Humph, ignore you, I'll go to the big army."

Fans in the live broadcast room could see the conversation between the two and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, Tuantuan's English proficiency is beyond words."

"Don't speak English anymore. She has a Sichuan flavor in Mandarin."

"Tuantuan's Mandarin is really ordinary..."

…

The audience in the live broadcast room teased. Ye Lang was separated from Tuan Tuan by the time, so he drove a motorcycle to the place where the black army gathered.

Seeing a group of people in black, Ye Lang visually estimated that there should be a dozen or twenty people!

verygood!

Ye Lang immediately drove his motorcycle towards them, and was quickly stopped by someone.

Immediately opened up all the wheat and shouted: "Don't shoot, don't shoot, your own!"

Ye Lang, who possessed proficiency in foreign languages, was fluent in English without arousing any suspicion at all, so he quickly mixed in.

Mixing into the crowd, Ye Lang came to the enemy's rear quietly, switched out the grenade from the backpack, and threw mines while running!

One by one grenades flew out of Ye Lang's hands and flew towards the place where the crowds gathered, creating an artificial bombing zone immediately!

There were roars, dust and sand flew up, Ye Lang dropped 78 grenades this time, the explosion power caused by it is not to be underestimated, and the coverage is quite wide.

The location of each thunder is carefully studied by Ye Lang, which can maximize the damage!

One by one, players were killed in Ye Lang's hands, and a series of kill prompts appeared.

"The player yelang used a grenade to blow up the player yfgga!"

"The player yelang used a grenade to eliminate the player fffggs!"

...

"Ding Dong, nightmare value +243+134+453...!"

After the man-made bombing was over, there were only neatly placed boxes in front of Ye Lang...

Ye Lang walked over slowly and picked up all the useful things in the boxes. Among them, the grenades and smoke bombs are the most in need of him at the moment, and the necessary artifacts for undercover!

The audience in the live broadcast room is already boiling.

"Tianxiu! This is the **** Xiuer!"

"Great plus! I served you!"

"Hahaha, sooner or later I will be **** to death in this live broadcast room, this anchor is really too strong!"

"It turns out that it is always useful to learn one more foreign language."

"I shed tears of regret if my English is not good..."

...

After killing a bunch of black soldiers, Ye Lang drove the motorcycle to continue looking for the target. After a long walk, something very embarrassing happened.

He was chased by his own people, and several red-clothed players chased him behind his ass, and shot him from time to time.

"Your sister, undercover is really not human work!"

Ye Lang said aggrievedly, there were about four or five people chasing him, clinging to him.

The audience in the live broadcast room was already laughing.

"Hahaha, sooner or later I will laugh to death in this live broadcast room."

"The first sniper **** of China died sadly in his own hands."

"You are too bad. Brother Ye Lang is so powerful, there must be a way to get rid of them."

"It's not very good, and it's not good if you don't. The anchor is really difficult!"

...

Being chased and killed by four or five of his own, Ye Lang quickly saw the piles of black in front of him after a while, and drove over excitedly.

My dears, I finally found you!

Ye Lang drove over and turned on all the wheats and said, "Finally found the big team. I was almost killed by these Chinese people. Brothers rely on you."

"It's okay, by the way, what happened to the explosion just now, why did we die so many people?" one of the men in black asked.

Ye Lang replied in fluent English: "It's too disgusting to say, there is a particularly powerful player in China, called Ye Lang."

Then he exaggeratedly said: "He is simply the devil, so terrible, he slipped behind us quietly, and then threw a bunch of grenades."

"Fortunately, I ran faster, otherwise I would be planted in it too!"

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