"Guess, Chu Sheng's 98k is not a big loss, right?"

"I can't say it's right. According to my observation, Chu Sheng just hesitated for about two and a half seconds in the middle from seeing 98k to changing to his body. This has never happened before."

"And seeing that Chu Sheng did not throw away the lead bullet on his body after throwing away the trolls, it means that he is still a little hesitant."

Chu Sheng glanced at the barrage, his eyelids twitched wildly. Damn, aren't these guys all here to relax when watching the live broadcast?

Why do they all become famous detectives?

Chu Sheng took 98k to the foundation of the fried dough stick elevated road, then found a place with weeds, and threw the 98k directly, and threw all 30 rounds of 7.62mm bullets on the ground.

When the water friends saw this scene, they were afraid they couldn't say anything except a word "博博博".

This guy Chu Sheng is really too vulgar. It would be fine if he didn't take 98k by himself, but he would throw it into such a corner.

There is a pile of weeds on the corner of the elevated foundation of the fried dough sticks. Who can see this place?

Too stingy!

A behavior that is beyond description.

If you encounter such an opponent in the game, it will be really painful.

After Chu Sheng hid his beloved 98k, he looked at it happily and found that it was difficult for the naked eye to find out. Unless he walked up and pressed the tab button, he could know that there was a 98k on the ground.

Chu Sheng left with a satisfied smile. If he combined with the action of lifting his pants at this time, it would be hard not to remind people of some mysterious transactions in the woods in the wild.

Walking to the box, picking up the trolls again to load the ammunition, Chu Sheng dived directly towards the last C-box.

There was no gunshot on the C building. Chu Sheng didn't know if it was the empty building or if someone was ambushed inside the building.

The gunshots at the police station and the K Building have never stopped. There are also gunshots at the terminal in the distance, and only the C Building is quiet.

Chu Sheng did not rush to push the door and entered.

The two buildings behind him have been cleared out, so there must be no one else, so there is no need to worry about the sneak attack behind him.

Chu Sheng bent down and walked quietly against the wall, showing him one window at a time.

Static steps can eliminate most footstep noise, but cannot completely cover up the sound.

When Chu Sheng moved to a window, he suddenly heard a slight movement in the room. Although it was only a small moment, Chu Sheng felt that he had heard it correctly.

In this position, the third person can’t see the situation inside the room even if you move the view.

Chu Sheng moved his steps carefully and rubbed gently forward little by little.

It's like... it hurts too fast and too hard.

Gradually approaching, Chu Sheng controlled his steps and his fingers were almost deformed.

You have to squat down, and you have to walk quietly, and you have to firmly control the alt key to turn the lens to observe the situation in the room.

When the window appeared in Chu Sheng's camera, he really saw someone inside.

He was close to the door behind his back, and the muzzle was completely facing the window, and he was half-squatting on the ground, guarding himself.

Chu Sheng could observe the inside from a third-person perspective, but because the guy in the room was stuck at the door and did not stick to the window, he could not see Chu Sheng.

However, a slight rustling sound came from walking quietly on the ground mixed with weeds outside, which had already made him wary of it.

Chu Sheng saw this guy holding a Thomson submachine gun in his hand.

With a distance of less than five meters and no need to open the mirror, the damage and firing rate of Thomson's submachine gun are top-notch.

But there is also a problem, that is, it is difficult for ordinary players to hit the head of the movement without taking the mirror and not shooting shoulders.

Chu Sheng squatted down and came to the window completely. Looking at the player who seemed to be motionless in the sculpture, it was difficult to jump at this distance. This guy was wearing a black level three head. If he jumped up with a troll, he could only hit about half of the shotgun, and obviously he could not kill him with one shot.

The water friends were all guessing what tricks Chu Sheng would use to deal with this guy.

Is it an audio thunder, or is it jumping up and shooting, or is it interfering with the opponent with public voice.

These tricks were all transmitted from Chu Sheng. If there was an audio thunder, it would be a sure thing that would scare the opponent out of the door. Then Chu Sheng then flipped in directly through the window and made a fatal blow from behind. Wouldn't it be a pleasure?

The water lovers seem to be eager to see this series of slutty operations.

However, E Chusheng made a bold decision.

Even if there is no gun god possessed now, his desire to let go will not be blocked.

Chu Sheng actually stuck it to the edge of the window, and his hands hit the edge of the window and wanted to turn it in!

In front of the muzzle of the Thomson submachine gun, he flipped it directly into it!

This series of suffocating operations made the water lover stunned.

This car is not from a fried chicken shop, it’s a car to a crematorium!

Isn't this just turning up directly? Isn't it a target for people to be a living target?

The water lovers were all shocked and their minds were full of question marks. Some people even thought that Chu Sheng had made a mistake in operation?

But now that my hand is already on the window, my whole body is in a state of turning up, just showing my head.

Almost all the water friends were desperate, unless the guys in the house had the same attributes as Dai Ke, and all the thirty Thomson submachine gun bullets were stroked in one stroke.

Oh, it seems wrong.

If you take a closer look, this Thomson submachine gun is still full of expansion.

The difficulty of those fifty bullets to completely stroke the human body can be regarded as a nightmare difficulty.

Even the most peak record of Dailiu is just a p18c human body stroke.

These fifty-round Thomson submachine guns, all of which were stroked...

Forget it, I'd better think about what to eat for afternoon tea.

Everyone has no confidence in Chu Sheng. If this wave of upsurge is basically the operation of going into the crematorium.

Even the player squatting in the room saw his hands slid on the edge of the window and his eyes lit up. The man was about to crawl in from outside!

In his hand, Thomson's submachine gun was shot without the mirror and locked in the gap between his hands, because a head would rise slowly from here later.

When Chu Sheng's first-level head slightly exposed a side, the players inside couldn't help it.

Thomson's submachine gun shot directly at the window frame, and the bullets fell on the wooden window frame, making crackling sounds.

Everyone seemed to see the scene of Chu Sheng's head being hammered.

But at this moment, Chu Sheng suddenly went down from the window again!

This scene was suffocating to all the fans, and the screen was full of 666.

The people in the room had more than twenty bullets empty, and they didn't dare to rush to change the bullets, for fear that the other party would climb up while the bullets changed.

After Chu Sheng retreated to the ground, he pressed and climbed again, and his whole head began to appear again...
Chapter completed!