Magic System of PUBG

"In this wave of quizzes, I will ask if you are strong?" Fang Rui laughed.

"Rise and powerful."

"Seriously, this is the first time I have seen such arrogant quiz Nei Rong."

"With so many quizzes, I don't know which one to buy."

"Ruishen, you are too much!"

The audience was in a hurry, but with nearly two hundred quizzes, it was a bit dazzling. The other anchors are too many to open three or four. I didn't expect Fang Rui to open it now. There are dozens of them in this one, which is really terrifying.

"Dear viewers, I may broadcast something special these days, not just limited to the game." Fang Rui said with a smile.

"It's okay, we watch whatever Ruishen broadcasts, and we are not picky eaters!"

"Ruishen's live broadcast can always bring us off, no loss!"

Fang Rui also smiled, "I promise to make you cool!"

Fang Rui felt a bit boring when the game started.

"Audience friends, come guess, how do I play this one?" Fang Rui also had nothing to do, and began to tease the audience.

"Ruishen stop making trouble, I still want to watch Bo mech transform again!"

"Obviously rebounding bullets is the coolest thing! Don't take the rhythm upstairs!"

"The Book of Ten Thousands of Blood, ask Ruishen to play Genji!"

Fang Rui smiled, "Today we join someone else's game!" Fang Rui directly opened the live broadcast room of Zhanqi.

This platform is almost always a live broadcast room for professional players, and I don’t know why. The reputation of this platform is very good and there is no scandal. This is why many professional players are willing to come to this place.

After all, other platforms always have some more or less problems. They are either deducting wages or putting pressure on the anchor, restricting the popularity of the anchor, and so on.

"I have a bad hunch that there are professional players going to be unlucky today."

"Zhanqi...Hahaha! Wait for Ruishen to play professional players!"

"Ruishen, won't your conscience hurt?"

Fang Rui didn't think so much, "Hey, why are so many LOL, but pubg has so few." Fang Rui murmured silently and opened a live broadcast room.

I saw the words "Open the door in Hall D, bring cement, and gather at the entrance of the village!"

But this is a live broadcast room of LOL, but our Fang Rui played it somehow, so he clicked in.

"Ruishen, do you want to move my Art?"

"Why is the little wild cat at night stared by Ruishen? Why does the sound of marbles come from the empty roof? Why does the old lady fall to the ground? Is this a loss of humanity or a loss of morality? Please watch the Ruishen live broadcast for details. between..."

"Upstairs, you tmd are really talented!"

"Speaking nicely..."

After opening it, Fang Rui realized that this was the kind of an anchor he used to like, one-handedly driving on the battlefield by Draven, and the kind of ten years of military horses.

I saw that at this time, he was on the road to match the rhythm of his "son", playing the bronze game, and gradually realizing the great cause of abuse of the spring.

"You...what are you doing, Xia Heng!"

"Don't talk nonsense, you're funny! Others say I bully the disabled..." I saw the rhythmic swear words, but Art could only say bit by bit because of stuttering.

I saw that at this time the barrage frantically launched "stuttering." "The relationship between father and son is tense" and so on

Fang Rui laughed when he saw this. These two people are so funny.

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