Good luck in the city

Chapter 343 Backhand slap in the face! (third change)
At the same time, Yang Fei fought against the other team by himself. There were obviously two people on the opposite side, but he dared not show his face.

Because, as soon as Yang Fei showed his head, a 98K bullet flew over here and knocked him down with a headshot.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

The two of them threw cigarettes as cover, but it didn't help at all. As soon as they showed their heads, they lay down for a second, and then had to crawl over to let their teammates pull them up.

Half a minute passed, and the poison circle was refreshed.

"Brother, tell me honestly, are you cheating?" One of them typed and said in a gloomy tone, as if giving up the last struggle.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Fei chuckled and typed quickly: "Not at all!"

"Whoosh!"

One person rushed out from behind the wall, trying to take advantage of Yang Fei's typing time to go around.

"boom!"

The 98K sound sounded again, and the moment the man probed his head, he was headshot again.

"Fuck, hang up." The other party typed again, and said angrily.

Then, the two of them seemed to give up their struggle and let the poison circle poison them to death.

"Good luck, eat chicken tonight!"

On the screen, eight characters appeared.

"Giggle, good luck, chicken tonight." Chen Fa'er smiled, then waved his little hand, and said excitedly.

……

At the end of the game, Lin Junming's fans rushed into the live broadcast room frantically, and started swiping the screen and cursing without saying a word.

"Trash comparison, playing with your paralysis."

"Garbage, you know how to cheat, don't play if you can't afford it, it's amazing to have money."

"Garbage, we have all reported it, wait for your title."

"What else can you do other than have two forced money? Huh?"

"It's still licking my face and live broadcasting. It's just that I have face. Wait for the official title."

"I'm so disgusted, you're just playing with trash, get out of here."

"..."

Chen Fa'er was a little dazed, a little at a loss, and said with a dark face: "What's the situation? Can you talk well? Can you stop the rhythm?"

In the live broadcast room, a group of people saw that Chen Fa'er was wronged, and immediately ended the internal strife, and unanimously spoke out.

"Grass, where are there a group of dogs that bite people when they come in?"

"Sorry everyone, I didn't close the door properly today, my dog ​​ran out."

"Brothers, protect Sister Fa'er, scold these bastards to death, dare to bully Sister Fa'er, and don't think about what you are."

"..."

In Chen Fa'er's live broadcast room, fans from both sides were scolding each other, and more netizens chose to eat melons and watch the show.

The entire live broadcast room was filled with smog.

"What are you doing? Don't bring the rhythm, okay? Brother Fei really didn't cheat, what do you guys want?" Chen Fa'er looked a little embarrassed, and kept saying out loud.

In the current situation, as the host, she obviously wants to come out and stop it, otherwise, the live broadcast will not be possible at all.

In this era of cheap rumors, no one can ignore the public opinion on the Internet.

Seeing Chen Fa'er's pitiful appearance, Chen Fa'er's fans became even more angry.

Lin Junming's fans, on the other hand, were still insulting Yang Fei as if they hadn't seen it.

Moreover, he brought Chen Fa'er along while cursing and cursing.

"Fuck, it's a pity that the anchor doesn't want to act. Today's live broadcast was obviously carefully planned by the two of you."

"Hey, hey, show anchor, no matter how much you pretend to be pitiful, it's useless. You can't afford to provoke her."

"It's clearly a stone hammer, but you still refuse to admit it. This is to make trouble."

"That's right, rubbish, play your mother's game, go home and nurse."

"The front row occupies a building, and sells melon seeds, spicy strips, and small benches. The quantity is large and the price is good. Welcome new and old customers to come and buy."

"I'm so stupid for calling your mother, did my father give you a face, a bunch of dishes, if you can't play it, just say so."

"Wow! It turns out that you are fans of Lin Junming, the chicken-eating god. You really have [quality], I have learned."

"Who is Lin Junming? Can you please tell me?"

"You don't know Lin Junming? Then let me remind you, oops, I'm dead again, shit, the opposite is a hang..."

"Pfft! Brother upstairs, you are the most naughty."

"I'm sub-Ao, this description is no one else."

"***, please sit down and speak."

"..."

Looking at the messy live broadcast room, Chen Fa'er was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Fei laughed lightly, and then said lightly: "Since everyone suspects that I use cheating, shouldn't I prove myself?"

Because he was on the mic at this time, all the audience in the live broadcast room heard what he said.

Hearing the playful tone in Yang Fei's tone, those who believed that he hadn't cheated on him suddenly became more confident. Some people who doubted him before were also a little vacillating at this time.

"Fei Shao, there's no need for that, we all believe that you didn't cheat, those dishes are more than pure broken, just looking for trouble."

"That's right, Daddy Shenhao, we all believe that you didn't cheat."

"Cut, okay, you've got to prove it, slap your screen, slap your hands, and then come to a full-scale self-proof. If you can still be so sharp with your marksmanship, we have nothing to say. I personally am a super rocket to apologize to you." .”

"Yes, don't just say nice things, start a live broadcast if you have the ability, don't make so many useless things."

"Hey! Dude, are you kidding me? Daddy Shenhao is short of your 10 rockets? Go out as soon as possible, is your brain caught by the door?"

"Father Shenhao, don't pay attention to them. After you prove yourself, you may not know what they will say. I have seen this kind of biting dog a lot."

"Crap! How do you talk? If you don't have the guts to prove yourself, it's just a peg."

"It's definitely a comparison, there's no need to wash it."

"..."

The two sides talked and talked, and cursed again.

Yang Fei shook his head, and then said lightly: "You can prove yourself. If you prove that I am not a hacker, I don't need you to swipe any rockets. When the time comes, I hope you will swipe my woman to apologize."

Although the voice is flat, it is full of domineering...

"Brother Fei."

After hearing Yang Fei's words, Chen Fa'er's eyes revealed expressions, and his heart was surrounded by a strong sense of happiness.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Fei smiled at Chen Fa'er, and said softly, "Fa'er, wait for me for a while, I'll go get ready."

"Ok!"

Chen Fa'er nodded obediently, and smiled sweetly at Yang Fei.

"Wen Lan, go get ready." After Yang Fei turned off the microphone, he said to Di Lieba beside him.

"Good, Brother Fei." The butler Wen Lan nodded and said to Yang Fei.

Five minutes later, everything was ready, and Yang Fei entered the game again.

"Fa'er, all right, start pulling me now and start the game." Yang Fei nodded to Chen Fa'er and said softly.

At this time, a small window appeared on Yang Fei's screen, on which Yang Fei's keyboard was photographed, and all his operations were photographed, clearly exposed in front of everyone.

Chen Fa'er immediately invited Yang Fei, and under the witness of many netizens, he started a live broadcast to testify.

"Brother Fei, where should we dance?" Chen Fa'er asked Yang Fei.

At this time, she no longer said that she was taking Yang Fei to eat chicken, and the identities of the two had been exchanged once.

Yang Fei thought for a while, and said softly: "The old place, let's jump to City Y, I feel that the resources there are not bad."

"But, there are too many people there." Chen Fa'er said with some concern.

"Ha ha!"

Yang Fei smiled, and then said in a murderous tone: "Fa'er, after you go down, find a place to hide first, and then leave everything to me."

Being suspected of cheating, and Yang Fei is not a good man, of course it is impossible not to be angry in his heart.

And now he is going to use his way to slap the face with a backhand.

(End of this chapter)