There are now 3 people left.
Just shot, also revealing their location.
Yan Ci Chaofeng said: "Hide first, hide behind the grass or trees, and then shoot when you see someone, to protect yourself."
"Um."
Wind nodded.
In order not to hold her back, she silently hid in the grass behind a tree.
She crouched inside and opened the scope.
After a while, gunshots rang out.
Yan Ci judged the opponent's position by the direction of the gunshot, and after seeing the person in the scope, he fired.
His marksmanship is very accurate. As long as the aim is locked, he is basically a headshot and one-shot kill.
Feng Qian also saw a person, and she swept the person several times in a row.
It may be a little far away, the other party only lost blood, but did not fall.
A teammate came to help him and shot at Feng Qian.
However, Yan Ci acted faster than him. He fired two shots in tandem, and the two remaining people were knocked down in the end.
One got a headshot, the other fell and crawled.
The fallen man has no teammates who can save him.
Yan Ci gave the man another shot.
game over.
They are champions.
After it was over, Yan Ci returned to the hall.
The wind is also close behind.
She glanced at the record sheet, her column was full of 0s this time, and she won 3 titles honorably.
Lying win cute girl, female reporter in the field, master of human body stroke.
Lie win indeed.
Being taken away by the boss, she didn't even have a chance to fight.
Yan Ci played with her for a game and then went offline. Feng Qian sent an application to add a game friend, and he didn't know if he could see it.
Feng Qian also quit the game after picking up what he could get in the game.
She got off the company building and ordered lunch at a nearby restaurant.
Feng Qian sat by the window.
Before the food came, Feng Qian lowered his head and brushed his phone.
After his eyes were a little tired, Feng Qian turned off the screen and put the phone back in the bag.
She propped her chin and looked out the window lazily.
The sun is a bit big today.
It's still spring, but there are already signs of summer.
Not long after she sat by the window, she felt hot.
Fengqian took off his black jacket outside, and inside was a white long-sleeved shirt.
The neckline is a small bow tied with a ribbon, which is soft, and two long ribbons hang down.
At noon, there were very few people walking on the street.
Feng Qian looked out and inadvertently swept across a figure.
Judging from the figure, it should be a teenager.
The other party wore a peaked cap on his head and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.
He was wearing thin clothes, but at noon, it would be very hot to walk around the street in this way.
In his hand he held a thick stack of what appeared to be leaflets.
Feng Qian looked at it curiously.
There were few people on the street, but when someone walked by, he would step forward, raise his hand and take out a flyer and hand it to the other person.
Few, though, would take his flyers.
Even if someone picked it up, Feng Qian found out that the other party turned around and crumpled the flyer and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road.
Fewer and fewer people were walking on the street, and the boy looked down, as if he was glancing at the time.
After that, holding a thick stack of flyers, he silently walked to the shade of the roadside and sat down on the steps.
He put the flyer aside, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, and took a sip.
Then a small package was taken out of the pocket, which appeared to be a bag of buns.
The young man sat on the side of the road, alone, bowing his head and biting his bread silently, very lonely.
It also makes people look distressed.