In PUBG, accessories could be guessed based on their appearance.
Looking at the five accessories in the small room, Lin Fan smiled and said,
"Those people who gathered to gamble just now, hand over all your rockets!”
The originally noisy live broadcast room became silent. The 100,000 viewers stared blankly at the five accessories on the ground.
"Laughing Proud of the Nine Heavens: No, I don't believe it! Lin Fan, if you go up and can't see, what if one of them isn't?”
"I don't believe it! This is all fake!"
" Report the streamer who used the resource hack!"
Lin Fan chuckled at the self-deceiving audience. He walked forward and pressed the tab button. Instantly, a few accessories on the ground appeared on the screen.
Quick expansion magazine, vertical grip, muzzle compensating device, tactical stock, sniper rifle silencer.
Silently installing the parts onto the M416 and 98K, Lin Fan cleared his throat and asked with a smile,
"Do you still want to resist?"
"Ahhhh! If I bet again in the future, I'll chop off my hand! I'll give you four rockets."
"Laughing Proud in the Nine Heavens: Why am I so cheap? Here are ten rockets for you!"
" Your Little Sweetheart: Aiya, I'm so sad that I can't see Brother Lin Fan's face.”
"A rocket."
In the live broadcast room, all sorts of special effects were flying around. Lin Fan wanted to laugh as he watched.
Although these rockets weren't as much as the money Lin Fan earned from killing people, the fact that the audience was willing to tip him was undoubtedly a sign of his recognition.
Lin Fan didn't care about the money. He just wanted to know if the audience liked his stream.
"Ahem, that's enough. Just a little token of appreciation is enough. Don't spend too much. Spend appropriately.”
Lin Fan's equipment was at the maximum level. If there was anything he lacked, it would be some medical supplies and drinks.
Lin Fan walked out of the room and was about to search for medical supplies when a panicked scream sounded.
"Wah, wah, wah, help! Someone is chasing me! They want to hammer me to death! Teammate, where are you? Help!"
“？？？”
Lin Fan was dumbfounded. What was this? Don't you pick up your gun?
Turning around, Lin Fan looked at Qingxuan who was running over from the beach. Looking at the two naked dicks behind her, Lin Fan was dumbfounded.
"What happened to you? Didn't they call you the Flying House Area?"
"Boohoo, help! Save me first!"
Hearing Qing Xuan's miserable scream, Lin Fan ran over. The muzzle of his M416 lit up. Under the red dot scope, the muzzle shook slightly. All the bullets hit a single spot.
Kill normal players. Obtained Money 877
Killed a normal player. Obtained 559 gold coins.
Just as Lin Fan had finished off the two players, Qing Xuan ran over.
Looking at the panic-stricken Qingxuan, Lin Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Why did you go to the beach? You missed a parachute?"
Qing Xuan seemed to be embarrassed by Lin Fan's question and replied weakly.
"That... My skills were a little weak. I originally wanted to pick up the dead chicken, but who knew that those people were all alive? As soon as I went up, they punched me.”
“？？？”
Lin Fan was so angry that he almost laughed out loud. Picking up dead chickens? He was even beaten by a dead chicken? Do you have to be so funny?
'Stupid chicken.' In PUBG, it represented the players who were hacking.
Some studios used it to earn money and then draw some props. Many of the high-end fashions on a certain treasure came from this.
"Those people are too much! You actually lied to me! Humph!"
Lin Fan laughed in his heart and asked," Are you still going to pick up the dead chickens?”
"No, no."
In the live broadcast room, 100,000 viewers were flooding the screen with bullet comments. The speed was so terrifying that even Lin Fan couldn't keep up with it.
"Little miss is so cute! Hahaha, I was cheated when I picked up a dead chicken!"”
"How can this little sister be so cute? It's over. I've already fallen in love with this little sister.”
"Although it sounds very sad, why is my stomach hurting from laughing?”
In the game, Qingxuan looked at the luxurious equipment on Lin Fan and said enviously,"
"Little brother, your level three helmet is so bright. Can you let me wear it? Your level-three armor is so warm. Can you let me wear it?”
Qing Xuan kept moving closer to him and almost stripped him of his equipment. Lin Fan quickly took a few steps back and pointed his gun at Qing Xuan.
"What do you want? The house next door hasn't been searched yet.”
"Why are you so fierce? Just you wait, my equipment will definitely be better than yours!”
Looking at how Qing Xuan was reluctant to leave, Lin Fan's forehead was filled with black lines. He wished he could give her a shot.
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