my gaming boyfriend

Chapter 881 Once I shoot, I can't control how much I can't remember

Jiang Huaichu: "..."

TF fans in the live broadcast room: [? ? ? 】

[Zhou team, why are you so fat! 】

[Team Zhou, show your guts! 】

[I already know the virtues of my fans, but I still feel very ashamed when I see this scene...]

Jiang Huaichu: "...Zhou Hang, can you save some face for your team?"

When Zhou Hang heard it was Jiang Huaichu's voice, he quickly put his head out from the gap between his arms, and then he remembered that this was still in the live broadcast, and the cowardly look just now was too embarrassing for Captain Zhou.

So Zhou Hang stood up, coughed as if nothing happened, and patted the leaves on his body: "Just now I was demonstrating to you the operation of registering for encountering an enemy in a game. How about a team as young as our TF?" It is possible to do such a shameful thing as surrender, and only you DFG..."

"boom--"

Before Zhou Hang finished speaking, a bullet was shot from Lu Xiaoling's gun and hit Zhou Hang's lower abdomen, and the siren on Zhou Hang's body immediately sounded.

"Seriously injured! Seriously injured! Please go to rescue within ten seconds! If there is no medical supplies after ten seconds, we will be eliminated by default!"

Lu Xiaoling frantically put away the gun in her hand, staring into a pair of innocent big eyes: "No, I'm sorry, it went off."

Zhou Hang: "..."

The whole TF team: "..."

The audience in the live broadcast room: hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

One minute later, Zhou Hang squatted on the dilapidated main road, holding the medical supplies that Jianghuai Chu had found with great difficulty, and used them bit by bit for himself. Is it easy for me to go all the way from the forest to the urban area? The dignified TF captain can't even hit anyone, and I still have 1 injuries on the field. If I don't play a good game, I will be thrown to this stupid CS field to suffer... "

Jiang Huai Chu even stuffed her most beloved medical supplies into Zhou Hang’s supplies, “It’s okay, it’s almost over, my wife is still waiting outside to give you a massage, good boy…”

As soon as he talked about massage, Zhou Hang became even angrier, and his tone was so excited that saliva splashed out: "You still have the nerve to talk about massage! Since you showed Xingxing last time your massage technique that can kill me in minutes, She stays at home every day to pinch me! If I retire early, it will definitely be your fault!"

Jiang Huaichu: "Aren't you happy with this sweet pain?"

Zhou Hang wiped his face and choked: "Happy...I'm always happy, I want to cry when I'm so happy."

The two Huaguo teams met on the battlefield in a foreign country, like meeting a confidant (Zhou Hang unilaterally believed).

According to Zhou Hang's point of view, after all, they are also brothers' teams (Zhou Hang unilaterally thinks), so let's form an alliance.

So Zhou Hang dragged his family and his family, slouching against the three of DFG and heading towards the happy finals together.

The staff regularly counts and reports.

The game time of live CS is long, and it has been an hour now, and there are still [-] people left in the field.

At the beginning of the Jianghuai period, he was finally able to take up the gun to sweep the middle man, and in the finals, holding the [-] rounds of bullets that everyone helped him with, he attacked indiscriminately.

Everyone must not only deal with the enemy, but also pay attention to Jianghuaichu.

Even Zhou Hang can't stand Jianghuaichu anymore, so it's rare to help her two poor teammates say something nice: "Can we be more stable on the first day of junior high school?"

Jiang Huaichu roared in the flames of war: "I want to too!! But once I shoot, I can't control how much I can remember!!"

(End of this chapter)