Chapter 1892

"Boss, see? The official forum and the players in the forum are cheering for you! You must... Kill the power of the sticks! "

Li Kai used another computer and mobile phone to check the situation on major CF forums, and then fed back to Lin Feng.

"Yes! Anyway, boss, * * * * shit! " Muronghui also said gnashing his teeth, "in the past three days, our players in China have been too oppressed."

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Lin Feng smiled and nodded. Then he manually moved the characters in the game. He hasn't played for a long time. He's a little handmade.

At this time, the players on the other side of Bangzi country seem to have received the news that the man Jiang armor gun god went online, and one by one they provoked more arrogantly.

King: is the shrinking turtle finally willing to stretch out his head? ha-ha! Then come on, Smecta! See how I abuse you.

Zero: Xumei Jiangkai, you won by luck last time. This time I practiced hard for several months, smecta, and I will avenge the day!

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There were also many players from Bangzi country who said all kinds of provocations and insults.

Because the players who are present and can speak are basically players from Bangzi country, when they see such a live broadcast, all the players in Huaxia country are gnashing their teeth. They want to rush to Bangzi country and bring out the broken pieces of Bangzi country PK.

"Boss, the sticks are too arrogant! Rush out and kill them... "

"Yes! Boss, I can't stand this tone. "

Li Kai and Mu Ronghui also became more and more angry. They shouted aside.

Lin Feng was in no hurry. In the chat window, he directly typed nine Chinese characters.

"Those who violate China will be punished even if they are far away!"

As soon as he said this, all the players of China saw it and lit up.

"Kill! The man gun God said well! Kill all these sticks! "

"Kill them! Make them arrogant. Will there be no one in China? "

"Top man gun god! Rush over and kill these sticks... "

……

Under Lin Feng's words, the players' previous grievances and unwillingness were instantly transformed into a common hatred for the outside world. Their blood was surging in their chest, waiting to see the man gun god abuse the sticks.

However, on the other side of Bangzi country, it still seems that Lin Feng, the God of guns, is not taken seriously.

Moreover, in their view, there is only more than one hour left, and the game map is so large. Even if his technology is really good, how many people can he kill again?

While watching the ridicule of Bangzi country, he was encouraged by his own players.

Lin Feng first carefully observed the game map, planned and then moved. Then he still held the most garbage small pistol, chose a direction, and rushed out without even pressing the sound of footsteps.

"Boss! Isn't there a good gun to choose from? Why did you still want a small pistol? "

Seeing this, Li Kai was also a little worried.

"The sound of pressing feet! Boss, don't you just let people know you're coming and take precautions. I, a rookie, know this. Why don't you know it? " Murong Hui looked aside and warned with worry.

However, as soon as his voice fell, Lin Feng not only didn't press his footsteps, but even put an empty gun at will. The sound of banging came out, which exposed his position.

"I'll go! Boss, you can't do this! When it's over, it will certainly attract the siege of players from Bangzi country... "Murong Hui covered his face with one hand and didn't dare to look down.

However, Lin Feng's face was still wearing a faint smile. He didn't feel anything wrong at all.

On the forum, the players were also stunned.

No one has ever seen Lin Feng play like this. This is the China South Korea PK gun god competition!

Those who come to the competition, no matter which side of China and South Korea, are all top experts.

Pressing your feet and choosing a gun is a skill that even the most ordinary players know, but Xumei Jiangkai doesn't take an ordinary road. He rushes forward foolishly with a small pistol like before PK.

Such playing methods and tactics may not matter when one-on-one PK. Anyway, the opponent is alone and will not face the risk of being besieged.

But now there are more than 300 top players in Bangzi country in the map Lin Feng has to face, and they also have a set of ambush and siege tactics practiced.

Lin Feng exposed his position in this way, which is completely an act of seeking death!

In the game, the players of Bangzi country suddenly heard such footsteps and gunshots. Those near Lin Feng's position also pressed their feet towards him.

"Ha ha! The gun god of the Chinese nation is completely in vain! See how we besiege him. It's better to let him kill no one with ten lives. That's fun... "

"Kill him! What else can those Chinese players rely on? CF is originally our big stick country game. Chinese players can't play well! "

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In the first wave, almost 20 expert players from Bangzi country touched Lin Feng. Basically, there were people in all directions.

However, Lin Feng still walked around wantonly, and fired several shots after walking for a period of time, as if he was deliberately telling the players of Bangzi country where he was.

Bang Bang

When he came to a place where the terrain was a notch, Lin Feng fired two more shots.

Then, suddenly, three or four players from Bangzi country were killed from the front and left rear.

The seven or eight players in Bangzi country were all submachine guns with fast firing speed and great lethality. As soon as they appeared, they immediately fired wildly at Lin Feng's position.

"It's over! Being besieged, boss, your life will die soon... "

Seeing this, Li Kai instinctively covered his face and dared not continue to look.

"Ah! Boss, I told you! If you want to hold your feet, you can't shoot. How can you... "Murong Hui also looks like he hates iron and doesn't want to see it anymore.

On the forum, the players were also nervous, their hearts sank, and they felt that the man's red armor was going to be over.

Suddenly

But at this time, seven or eight people of the other party fired continuously, but none of the bullets hit Lin Feng.

Incredibly, with a devil like body method and footwork, Lin Feng escaped the bullets of seven or eight people.

Moreover, in the process, Lin Feng also grabbed the other party's neutral gear, picked up his small revolver and shot a few shots.

Blow your head!

Head shot, head shot again!