The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 49 Your Name
And as soon as he opened his mouth, it was his ying ying ying who could retreat ten kilometers: "The handsome man on the other side forced me to beg you, please let the child go, my opening game was hung on the high tower, okay? It’s easy to be rescued, the gun is not even warm, and everyone spent 98 to play the game, you can’t let me keep watching, can you?”

Not only was the handsome man opposite him unimpressed, but he was rewarded with another headshot.

Ji Shaoyi: "..." Okay, I understand.

Everyone also spent 98, the old man on the opposite side played "PUBG Mobile: Battle of the Gods", Lang Qiao played "PUBG Mobile: Road to Zhu Xian", ordinary people played "PUBG Mobile: Battle Royale" , and he was playing "PUBG Mobile: Begging for Mercy on Your Kneel".

He, Ji, really doesn't believe in this evil today!
After failing miserably, Ji Shao made another plan with all his heart: "Is the handsome man on the other side forcing you to lack a younger brother? It is fate for everyone to meet, why not form a group? I can be your mobile four-level bag, and the search speed is top-notch , 98K [-]x mirrors are all handed in, super consciousness, can pull fuel, kill people to find the way, don't steal heads, have many times of zero killing experience, begging God to take me to eat chicken!"

The handsome guy on the other side rejected his application to form a team, and after Lang Qiao pulled him up, he shot him again.

"Fuck!" Ji Shaoyi went completely crazy.

"Or if we are idle, how about we play a game?" With a strong desire to survive, he continued to make suggestions: "I will throw a barrel of oil around me, and we will shoot one by one. If I blow it up, let me dispose of it, you If it blows up, let us go, how about it?"

The other party rejected his game application and gave him another shot.

"We're already salted fish on the chopping board, and you're still trying to negotiate terms?" Lang Qiao complained, then pulled him up again with a numb face.

Ji Shaoyi collapsed: "It's really not possible, I can give you my teammates to play with..."

As soon as these words came out, he was knocked down again in an instant, but what was displayed on the public screen was...

【You were knocked down by Lang's temptation to use Kar98k】

Lang Qiao squatted beside him, with the muzzle of the gun pointed at his head, and his voice was full of kindness: "Who are you sending over there for fun?"

Ji Shaoyi has no doubts that as long as he dares to say a word, his brother Lang can send him back to the west with a single shot, and then go to fight the opposite gangster with a 98K.

Can't be bothered.

"Send me there!" Ji Shao changed his words in an instant, and at the same time said to Lang Qiao affectionately with that blinding black face: "As long as they are willing to let you go, I will go to be a hostage and be held hostage." What does it matter if they play around wantonly?"

In line with the idea that being idle is idle, it is better to act, Ji Shaoyi played "Deep Love and Rain" as the BGM for himself, and then said affectionately: "Brother Lang, let's go, don't worry about it anymore." Me, as long as you can get happiness, what does it matter if I die? All I lost was my humble life, and what you lost was the chance to eat chicken!"

"Brother Lang! You go! You go!"

Lang Qiao: "..." I'll just quietly watch your acting.jpg
"Do you think I stay here to accompany you?" She sneered, interrupting his fantasy mercilessly: "No, you are wrong."

While speaking, her body also moved.In the next second, the opponent's bullet passed through the concrete wall and hit her accurately. The two-pronged approach of penetrating the wall and locking the person killed a lot of blood in one shot.

This is the other party's warning.

If he doesn't beat her, it doesn't mean she can leave.

The two of them were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, trapped behind this wall, and the other party did not treat the captives favorably.

After being knocked down more than ten times in a row, Ji Shaoyi gave up struggling completely, and while lying on the ground like a salted fish, he acted with a miserable expression: "What should I do? I'm still young and I don't want to die yet. I don't even want to die. I have never been in love, Jiujiu and Guagua haven’t tasted the taste after raising them for so long, I haven’t handed in the [-]-word review that I promised Lao Cheng, and I haven’t confiscated the vegetables from the QQ farm..."

Lang Qiao: "..." You play a lot.

He summed up a lot to himself, and finally changed the subject, tilted his head to look at her and said, "The most important thing is, I don't know your name yet."

Lang Qiao was taken aback by his question, and the strange feeling in her heart surged up unexpectedly again, her ears started to heat up, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

If Gu Congxin, a fashionista, was used to describe her feelings at the moment, it would probably be... playing mahjong with her heart.

Amidst the sound of his heart playing mahjong, Lang Qiao cleared his throat pretending to be calm, and said in a low voice, "Lang Qiao."

"Huh?" Ji Shao tilted his head to the other side, looking at her suspiciously.

Lang Qiao had no choice but to speak louder: "My name is Lang Qiao, Qiao Mu's Qiao."

But the other party seemed to hear some joke, and laughed out loud with a 'chi'.

The muffled laughter reached her ears, and it was extremely low, causing her whole face to flush red quickly, and she pretended to be fierce: "What are you laughing at?"

Ji Shaoyi barely stopped laughing, but his shoulders still shrugged, and even his voice trembled a little: "Brother Lang, your name...is interesting."

Lang Qiao: "???" What the hell kind of comment is it?
As a literary boy who loves literature, works as a ghost as his main job, and writes as a side job, and has published his masterpiece "The Handsome Self-cultivation", Ji Shaoyi's only hobby that he can pull out to pretend to be cool is reading books.

So he pretended to be 13 politely: "In Shuowen Jiezi, Qiao means tall and curved, but you..."

He paused meaningfully, and then began to laugh again: "You know what I mean?"

Lang Qiao: "..." Okay, I understand.

Joe means tall and curvy, while she is... short and straight.

In an instant, the mahjong table in Lang Qiao's heart was over.

Damn mahjong, the more she looks at Ji Shaoyi, the more he looks like mahjong!

After Ji Shao finished laughing, he still didn't forget to click his lips, and commented without any desire to survive: "He really lives up to his name."

In the next second, his soft sister groaned in pain again, and her blood also dropped.

Lang Short and Straight Joe cut the gun into a frying pan at some point, and knocked him on the head, and asked, "A man lives up to his name, huh?"

Ji Shaoyi crawled all over the ground to hide from her pot, while humbly begging for mercy: "Brother Lang, I was wrong, can't I be wrong?"

Lang Qiao was like a cat playing with its prey. After a few pots knocked him into a thread of blood, he silently pulled him up, making him desperate for life or death.

Just as she was about to raise her hand to give him another blow, Ji Shaoyi dodged her attack with a horizontal jump, and even lowered her voice like a thief: "Shhh, stop making trouble."

(End of this chapter)