PUBG Nightmare Player System

"Brothers, Dadao and Tuantuan have a head and a hard mouth, and the other party's gun will not lose blood at all when hitting the body...hehe..."

Ye Lang let out a strange smug laugh.

At this time, that person shot!

Ye Lang also shot!

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

Eat two chickens in a row!

Ye Lang completed twenty-three kills, and his nightmare value also increased by more than 1,000 to 527,749.

Looking at this number, Ye Lang was extremely satisfied.

"Wow! Brother Yelang, I have upgraded! I'm on Silver Five!"

"I'm here too!"

Dazed and Tuantuan exclaimed.

Ye Lang couldn't help frowning, he didn't seem to have seen these heavenly stairs.

"How many points is that?"

"About 1700 points!"

Ye Lang nodded, that means 2000 points is gold, and above it is platinum, diamonds, and masters.

"I don't know what my position is..."

At this moment, a barrage suddenly said: "Ye Shen, you killed a technical anchor, this anchor is Platinum One, you are going to give points, so be it!"

Ye Lang saw this barrage and nodded.

...

The ten-hand positioning match was very fierce. It was fierce visible to the naked eye. Ye Lang was already a little tired when he hit the last hand. The previous nine and six chickens, the opponents behind were very powerful, and he took advantage of the uneven strength of Ye Lang's team. The characteristics of, directly kill the dumb and Tuantuan who have not realized the seriousness, and then begin to encircle Ye Lang.

When Ye Lang fought for the last trace of blood and killed the last person, he found that he was too weak to return to the sky, and the poison circle had been forced on his face.

Those who were blown to death by the sky fire, those who were hit by a car in a daze.

Anyway, the process was extremely difficult.

Even so, Ye Lang clearly felt that those opponents were getting more and more fierce.

"Brother Ye Lang, we are so amazing!"

At this time, I had been playing games with Tuantuan for a day, and I was already a little confused, and the opening became a box.

Only OB Ye Lang can play. The two of them followed Ye Lang, each of them scored like a train, almost 1900 points.

Ye Lang said lightly at this time: "The last lap is coming, and the positioning score is about to come out. How many points do you two think I am?"

I was dazed at this moment, "Brother Ye Lang, I think you must be three thousand points!"

Ye Lang was speechless, three thousand points, three thousand points, how could it be possible!

Tuantuan was also full of confidence, lying on a chair, eating ice cream, "I think there is nothing wrong with what I said blankly, and the judgment of the two of us has never missed!"

Ye Lang had an idea at this time, "Barrage God, how many points do you think I get, there are three thousand deductions 1, and three thousand deductions 2."

Seeing Ye Lang's full concentration on the barrage **** who played so many games, after Ye Lang's three consecutive MLMs, he immediately became alert.

"You definitely have three thousand! You are the best!"

"Damn, your level is not three thousand, I don't believe it!"

"Maybe there is a ranking!"

After all, today is the first day to leave the ladder, Ye Lang intends to spend some time rushing up, rankings are not important, but there can be.

Seeing the barrage, Ye Lang shook his head and shook his head, "You guys, don’t understand this game, how could it be 3,000 points! That would be meaningless. Make a bet, if it’s 3,000 points. Yes, I will draw you ten 5000 red envelopes!"

When the barrage heard that Ye Lang was about to draw a red envelope, he was hit with blood one by one, regardless of whether Ye Lang started to cheat gifts again.

"Come on! I think it must be three thousand! Thank you Ye Lang for the red envelope!"

"Oh? Master Ye will give out red envelopes too! I'm waiting for your red envelopes. I just gave you all the money for cigarettes."

Ye Lang was fully focused at this time. In the finals, there were the last three people left. One of them was on Ye Lang's right, hiding in a hidden place. Ye Lang did not judge the specific position.

The one on the stone to the left of Ye Lang was almost blatant.

The other one is behind the hill opposite Yelang, but the reverse **** is a bit big.

The terrain on the desert map is inherently complicated, and Yelang's position at this time is on the rugged hillside south of Saint Martin.

"Which side shall I play first?"

Ye Lang muttered.

The person on the left must first clear the person on the right who is in the circle, and the person directly in front is also in the circle. Ye Lang's ear rustled at this time.

This is the sound of characters rubbing on the ground.

"You are the one!"

Ye Lang smiled slightly, and threw a grenade over. Not far in front, a restless voice came from the recessed pit.

Soon after, a person fell down!

Ye Lang also jumped out of the screen to kill.

"Ding Dong, nightmare value +77"

Ye Lang slowly poked his head out, threw out the smoke bomb, and opened a path.

In the finals, the duel of the masters is full of wisdom.

The moment Ye Lang threw out the smoke, the other party also started throwing thunder into the smoke.

Both were lone wolves, and both began to throw thunder.

Ye Lang hid on the **** and shook his head, "These two silly, do you really think I'm so stupid? I'm not Tuantuan... Huh? Why did I forget Guan Mai?"

Tuantuan was eating peanuts on a leisurely trip. Hearing Ye Lang's voice, he immediately pouted: "Brother Ye Lang, what do you mean! Although they are good food, they sing well! I am new. Learned "Perfume Toxic", Ye Lang brother, do you want to listen..."

Dumbly immediately covered his ears.

Ye Lang said solemnly in an instant: "Tuantuan, playing games is a serious matter, please don't talk casually, okay?"

When the grenade exploded, Ye Lang slowly entered the smoke.

In his field of vision, it was white, Ye Lang looked at the bearing table above his head, and threw the grenade towards the front, then to the left.

"Hehe, these two guys are too tender, you are gone, I still have! Dawei Tianlong, eat my grenade!"

At this time, the barrage grew mouths one by one.

Because they saw a shocking scene, Ye Lang threw four grenades, and the kill jumped out of the screen.

There are also eight characters: ‘Good luck and good fortune, eat chicken at night! ’

At this moment, the barrage flashed "66666" together.

Ye Lang smiled and said, "I don't think anyone can play grenade better than me. No one can play grenade better than me."

"Look at the score! I'm waiting for your red envelope!"

"Hurry up, I'm going to sleep!"

It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and Ye Lang slowly quit the game at this time.

"Three thousand points, how could it be three thousand points, you guys are thinking about fart, my Ye Lang's words are here today, three thousand points I..."

"Ok?"

Ye Lang hadn't finished speaking, but found a problem. A golden Peugeot flashed on his screen with a gun inside...

The score also appeared.

"Congratulations, the positioning score is 3341 points, master class!"

When the barrage saw this scene, it exploded.

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