Zhu Xiaofei didn't dare to make a promise: "I said it was Yu Guang, and I didn't dare to be sure."

Sun Yaosheng said anxiously: "Don't take it seriously. Open the map and make sure you can't laugh."

Zhu Xiaofei was also a little curious about the happy ending that everyone had missed a head, which was worth making such a fuss. Could it be that even a head cannot be let go, is this the demeanor of a master?

Until he opened the map and looked at a yellow icon that happened to appear in his south, Zhu Xiaofei also jumped up.

"How could it be so coincidental? Why did Fei Fei'er be in the house south of ours?"

Sun Yaosheng rushed to Feifeier desperately and said, "It's too late to say anything now. Just pray that Feifeier will not be idle and have nothing to do, and shoot and provoke him when he sees someone. The best situation is that both sides pass by each other, and no one will look back."

After saying that, Sun Yaosheng re-opened the voice in the game: "Feifei, how is your situation?"

Fei Feier kept complaining that she had no one to pay attention to her questions for a long time. The person who was there was someone to pay attention to her but didn't want to pay attention to her and said in a crying voice: "No, it's quite bad."

Oh no, this is the common idea between Sun Yaosheng and Zhu Xiaofei.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Sun Yaosheng asked repeatedly.

"There are people downstairs." Fei Fei'er's voice was crying without tears. "I didn't want to shoot at first, and I kept asking for your opinions, but you had no news. I was afraid that he would let him go, so I fired a gun to warn him. But I didn't know that he was so unreasonable and I didn't hit him, so he had to run to my house without permission. Can I sue him for breaking into a private house?"

At this time, Kong Qingsong, who was sitting in front of the computer, with a chicken wing bucket in his left hand and a cold red wine in his right hand, was admiring Qin Ze's smooth operation in amazement.

Killing people when playing this game is like reaching the sky. On the other hand, Qin Ze is as simple as eating chicken wings and drinking red wine with himself.

If you are a high-quality person, then watching Qin Ze's perspective is like appreciating a work of art splashed with blood, the same high-end and the same enjoyment.

"Not bad, really good." Everyone said that they didn't say anything about it. Kong Qingsong obviously didn't think so, "Cousin, are your friend really just a substitute? If this is just a substitute level, then your team may have hope for the world champion, right?"

The "cousin" made Lin Qitian feel numb to his bones, but the subsequent flattery of Qin Ze made Lin Qitian secretly shocked: "No, you can't let Qin Ze and Kong Qingsong get along. These two, one spends money like earth, and the other is very skilled. If it really happens to be a turtle and a mung bean, they will really stand aside, their "cousin" who is in name only."

This is Lin Qitian who even valued the most. He can't help others with a wedding dress.

As for the deep brotherly love I have always said before, should I sell it by weight or by selling it? How much money can I exchange it for after selling it?

In order to dispel Kong Qingsong's interest in Qin Ze, Lin Qitian didn't mind making a fuss out of nothing, and fabricated some false stories to maliciously slander Qin Ze.

After all, I stayed with my cheap cousin for several months. Lin Qitian knew all the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of Kong Qingsong without saying that Lin Qitian knew about it.

After turning his eyes, Lin Qitian thought about it.

"I'm sorry." Lin Qitian said, slapped himself.

Kong Qingsong, who was so ateful that he was stunned. He was not until half of Lin Qitian's face was almost swollen, and he came back to his senses and stopped him: "What did you do to me that you didn't even want your face. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk t

Lin Qitian, who never expects Kong Qingsong to comfort others, stopped "self-harm" and said instead: "I should fight because I have concealed a fact from you."

"Oh, let's talk about it." Kong Qingsong thought it was a matter of money, so he took a sip of red wine worth dozens of dollars indifferently.

"Qin Ze was not actually transferred to the substitute after being framed." Lin Qitian said in a low tone.

Character is what Kong Qingsong values ​​the most. It is said that he can make up for what he lacks. Perhaps it is because Kong Qingsong is self-aware of his own character, so he has very strict requirements on the character of others.

The chicken wings became tired and the red wine became boring. Kong Qingsong's face completely pulled down: "If you have farts, please don't snore with me. Are you holding shit in your mouth? Do you want me to pour a glass of wine for you to rinse your mouth?"

Seeing the fire coming, Lin Qitian said in a bending manner: "It's true that the frame is framed, but in fact it is him, not the other person in the club. It was because someone exposed that the manager ignored his strength and forced him out of the main position."

As for what the framed content is, Lin Qitian felt that there was no need to continue editing Kong Qingsong.

As expected, the rich fat man is still a fat man. As long as he is a fat man, he does not have the patience to continue delving into it.

"Okay, I don't want to hear about your bullshit. Since there is something wrong with this person's character, I advise you to avoid contact with him. It would be better that we will go to the other side as soon as this matter is finished."

The satisfied Lin Qitian acted in a full set of acting, pretending to be difficult to choose, and had a good relationship with brothers in trouble: "It seems not good to do this, after all, we used to be brothers on the upper and lower bunks."

Kong Qingsong waved his hand: "You should think that brothers are important. Get out of here when you pack your clothes and get out of here before I feel you have been led to pieces."

Lin Qitian, who completely eliminated the crisis and left behind a show of affection and friendship, gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and finally slapped his cheek on the right, making both sides symmetrical, and then said: "This slap is used as all grudges and is written off."

He deceived himself and slapped more than a dozen brothers, but he was only one who wanted to die. This silent flattery made Kong Qingsongyan smile.

"Yeah, you will be able to return to the wrong path. Now, just treat it as a pure deal."

Lin Qitian nodded and said, "This is just a deal, isn't it?" Players who have played PUBG know that except for the "gods" who fly and escape from the sky, the people who are the least suitable to provoke are not those masters who occasionally perform abnormally, but the lone wolf in the queue.

The teammates are dead, leaving only the one who lives alone. They are so desperate that they often turn into a mad dog that bites when they meet others and never lets go. Now, under Feifei'er's building, there is such a mad dog that intends to burn together.

"Has he gone upstairs now?" Sun Yaosheng was not worried that after Feifei'er died, he would deduct some of the number of people on his side. Although chasing up would increase the difficulty, he had almost arrogant confidence for himself, who had been untamed about games since he was a child.
Chapter completed!