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Chapter 891 Worthy of Being Her Man, So I Know Her Well
Han Yue and Mu Fei also came, but the strange thing was that another member of SK directly red-dotted AK and swept Han Yue and Mu Fei out of the car.

Jiang Huai Chu estimated the approximate distance.

"My mother, this must be at least three or four hundred meters."

This wave of operations was projected onto the big screen and everyone in the live broadcast room was excited.

The red dot AK 400-meter pressure gun shot, which has broken the record kept by the last player since the PUBG game.

That player only moved 200 meters to shoot.

Are these 400 meters really sweepable by humans?

At the beginning of Jiang Huai subconsciously looked at the SK team on the opposite seat.

The team member who resorted to Tianxiu's operation actually looked annoyed, and was said a few words by the captain.

Jianghuai was in chaos in the early wind.

Could it be that this distance is not up to his expectations?
There's something bro.

This year's newcomers are strong.

Wen Fengxi was also dropped in the end. The loss in this wave of team battles caused a huge fluctuation in the ranking, falling directly from the first place to the fifth place.

SK jumped from second to first.

And that's not even counting.

Sure enough, SK played their cheap tricks again and dissed DFG in H text on Twitter.

Jiang Huai used translation software to translate, but he almost died of anger.

"I was shocked. What is DFG that was boasted by fans? When your father and I won the championship, you didn't even know what e-sports was."

Jiang Huai first scanned, and then found an even more outrageous sentence, and then she became angry. Wen Fengxi took her mobile phone away from her hand, "Don't look at it, hot eyes."

After Wen Fengxi took a shower, he went to bed with his notebook in his hand.

Jianghuai looked at the screen on the notebook for the first time, and it was the OB perspective of the SK team.

Jiang Huaichu: "You are still watching, why don't you let me watch it?"

Wen Fengxi: "I'm afraid you will be angry, and after reading it, you can't help but go over and give them a severe beating from society."

Jiang Huaichu: "..."

As expected of her man, it is good to understand her.

But Wen Fengxi was watching the commentary video, so she had to confiscate her mobile phone and force her to sleep.

Wen Fengxi watched it very seriously, basically it was the scene of the SK team, and would slow down the video, dragging and watching over and over again.

Jianghuai didn't know what Wen Fengxi was watching at the beginning of the junior high school, but later followed Wen Fengxi to watch a lot, and found that most of Wen Fengxi's attention was on SK's various shooting scenes.

Jiang Huaichu looked at it and saw something wrong.

The gun is too accurate. If the gun can be stabilized at one point within 200 meters, what about 300 meters? What about [-] meters?
The muzzles of the SK players seem to have never recoiled, not even shaking.

A very unrealistic idea suddenly appeared in Jiang Huaichu's mind, she opened her mouth: "Could this be... cheating?"

Wen Feng sighed and nodded: "I have this idea."

A professional player, as long as he is not a robot, has a mortal body, and even if his muscle memory of the gun is trained to the extreme, it is absolutely impossible for him to experience such a situation where there is no vibration at all.

In particular, the 400-meter red dot AK of a member of SK is moving and shooting at high speed. It is simply slowed down frame by frame, and the sight does not shake at all.

Jiang Huaichu: "Then what about this?"

Wen Fengxi closed the notebook: "Collect evidence and apply for arbitration by the competition committee."

Since the Han Yue incident last time, Jiang Huaichu didn't like the PGL competition committee this time.

(End of this chapter)