my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 302 Mu Fei, My Lady Gan Lin

Mu Fei was still cheering him on: "Dad, look after you."

The zombie outside has discovered Han Yue's existence and is coming around from there.

Han Yue swallowed, and said to Mu Fei sincerely, very sincerely.

"Mu Fei, I am Gan Linniang."

After he said this, he went on in a very solemn and solemn manner, and his back was a bit windy and cold, and it seemed that the strong man would never return after he was gone.

Jiang Huaichu boldly looked downstairs, and said to him, "Look the zombies out, and don't block our view from the corner."

Han Yue pulled the zombie out according to his words, and tried his best not to face him face to face, but when he turned the corner, he still fell into his way, and was hit by the zombie's skills all of a sudden, and was frozen in place and unable to move.

"Fuck, hurry up! I can't move anymore!...He's coming!!"

Seeing that the zombies were getting closer, Jiang Huaichu finally caught sight of the zombies in this direction, and immediately opened the mirror to shoot.

The zombie's blood was also thick, and Jiang Huaichu and Mu Fei shot him with eighty bullets in the head before he completely fell down.

This mode is simply not friendly to timid players. Not to mention the super realistic modeling, it will explode even when hitting zombies, making Jianghuaichu disgusting.

She typed almost the whole time with disgust on her face. Fortunately, she didn't turn on the camera, otherwise her expression could be used as a new generation of emoticons.

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Jianghuaichu followed them all the way to paddle. Some people said in the barrage hahaha that Coward Chu is online again. Some people say that this rubbish technology dares to enter DFG?

The fans of Jiang Huaichu immediately broke up with the keyboard man, saying that at first glance, there is no one who has a partner. Girls are afraid of these things, and the planning is so realistic. You can do it.

With such a tear, Jianghuaichu's live broadcast room was torn directly to the popularity hot list on Huabei's homepage. Several teams were broadcasting live broadcasts in Huabei, and the popularity of the live broadcast room was simply not as high as Jianghuaichu's.

Luo Yong was watching Jiang Huaichu's live broadcast barrage, and asked Yu Xingyue: "Do you want to control the scene?"

Yu Xingyue said: "No need, no need, after this game, it will be a four-row match. Contact the live broadcast platform and push it on the home page, and then stir up the popularity, and then live broadcast the slap in the face of the sunspots later."

When Jianghuai joined the team in junior high school, the discussion on the Internet has never been reduced. The main reason is that Wang Hao's fans are leading the rhythm on the Internet, thinking that she is trolling and smearing. Secondly, some e-sports fans think that she is a woman and is not suitable for joining the men's team. , How good it is to follow the ZX women's team to walk the beauty route.

Jianghuaichu's fans are still holding Jianghuaichu's previous Tianxiu video to attract her popularity every day. Jianghuaichu didn't play live broadcasts when he joined the team. He also refused the commentary invitation for the game and didn't show his face. The fans are simply doing it for their daughter. Fucked.

Jiang Huaichu was still shy and mixed in with his old face, he didn't know the bloody storm in the live broadcast room at all.

In the fifth circle, there were only a dozen or so humans left, and there were basically a dozen or twenty zombies when they appeared. There were also zombies with skills. They were often beaten by surprise, and the number of them dropped sharply again.

The third-level bags on Jiang Huaichu's back were basically all bullets from the village, and he only carried two medicine bags.

Ordinary zombies are easier to kill, but they can't stand the wave after wave of respawns. Jianghuai Chu's bullets are almost bottomed out, and the ordinary zombies are finally killed, leaving only those difficult mutant zombies.

One by one, they flew over the eaves and walls like gods, either with their own bulletproof buffs or with blood thick like a tank.

(End of this chapter)