Eat chicken plug-in system

"Anchor, do you want to be more face-to-face?"

"I promised to become the boxing champion. But you secretly hid in the dark and shot arrows!"

"I've never seen such a brazen person!"

"..."

But Mu Yang said righteously, "They are playing too slowly and have no efficiency at all. I am trying to improve their game efficiency!"

"Damn it, what a shameless anchor! It's obvious that I cowardly, dare not take fists, but I have the nerve to say that..."

"MD, people in the city are so good at playing, I want to go back to the countryside!"

"Go to the Internet cafe in the village, 30 yuan an hour to watch Firebird's live broadcast? Firebird won't charge you for Internet fees!"

Mu Yang smiled and squatted on the roof without moving, not even the sound of footsteps.

If someone approached, he would release a crossbow arrow, and if no one approached, he would wait quietly.

When on the streets of P City, there are almost no people to be seen.

Mu Yang has already killed sixteen people!
"Madan, there are still more than [-] people in total. The fire bird has killed [-] people, so there is still hope. Forty kills and chickens?"

"Why don't you say it upstairs! Huo Niao is such a coward, she's always been shady!"

"People from other places won't let Huo Niao be so casual!"

"I feel like I've almost wiped out P city, now I should change to another place!"

Mu Yang said with a smile.

Look at the map.

When Mu Yang was on the plane just now, before Mu Yang saw P City, not many people jumped.

In other words, most players are concentrated in the second half of the route.

As for the second half of the route, there are not many resource points that can be developed, mainly in the G port and the hospital area.

"Let's go, let's seize Port G!"

Mu Yang said with a smile.

"Wait, anchor. You took a crossbow and went to seize port G? Don't you have a B number in mind?"

"G Hong Kong was born in the finals, the anchor, are you ready to send it off?"

Mu Yang rolled his eyes, "What are you talking about! When I got the crossbow, who am I afraid of?"

"Okay, just quietly watch the host deliver it!"

"After a while, a few people came out, saw the anchor holding a crossbow, shouted 'Fuck, where did such a poor man-machine come from', and then shot the anchor to collapse!"

"Don't make me laugh, I just had a human body movement epidermis cut!"

"Slot, it's hard not to make me laugh at the words upstairs!"

But just as Mu Yang jumped down and was about to leave P City, a person suddenly jumped out from the side.

"MD, Old Goubi, the flowers I've been waiting for you are all thankful, you can figure it out!"

When Mu Yang heard the voice, that guy yelled, raised his fist, and rushed towards Mu Yang!

Mu Yang was startled, he was still going down the stairs at the moment, watching the opponent directly hammering towards his head.

Mu Yang challenged the limit of hand speed and squatted down immediately!

All the netizens in the live broadcast room gasped.

When punching, squatting is a big taboo, and it is easy to be headshot directly by the opponent.

But after seeing Mu Yang squatting down, he immediately switched out the crossbow.

Cum hard!
"Fuck, why didn't you die?"

Mu Yang focused on the speed of his hands, and didn't even glance at the screen or some corners...

The netizens in the live broadcast room are about to burst out laughing again!
"Fuck, the anchor is six, and I am convinced by the hand speed. But I found that the ancients did not deceive me. When God opened a door for us, it always closed another door! The anchor is blind. !"

"The host didn't see it, your crossbow arrow is gone? You didn't shoot anything just now, did you condense your fighting spirit and shoot a fighting spirit arrow?"

"Upstairs, please don't show it! The anchor didn't mean to be blind..."

When Mu Yang saw that his crossbow arrows were gone, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Fortunately, this time, the other party also did not expect Mu Yang to squat down suddenly, and did not hit Mu Yang.

"I didn't want to show it at first. But now, I have to show my real skills! The Asian chicken-eating boxing champion Huo Niao is here, and he will beat all dissatisfied!"

As soon as Mu Yang finished speaking, the friend punched Mu Yang on the head again!

Mu Yang smiled and directly switched out the frying pan, squatting without any intention of moving.

Netizens in the live broadcast room frowned, the other party was watering just now, but not necessarily, now they are still watering.

Squatting and punching is too dangerous.

But at this moment, when the opponent's fist hit him, Mu Yang hit the frying pan first, and suddenly hit the opponent's knee with the pan.

At this time, I have to say that the level of realism of the game PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds is really too high.

After being hit on the knee, Mu Yang's opponent leaned forward, and the fist that was originally aimed at Mu Yang was also directly hit.

But what Mu Yang wanted was a lore!

Mu Yang stood up abruptly, picked up the frying pan, and smashed it down...

"Dangdang!"

This sound, I don't know how many people's hearts are stirred!
"Damn it, it turns out that the frying pan can still be used like this? I really learned a lot today..."

"This is Kato's eagle-like hand speed..."

"Damn it, the old driver upstairs! Nima, this is not the car to go to kindergarten!"

"Hehe, can I say that Kato Taka's hand speed is not necessarily better than that of Firebird? He found his girlfriend based on his hand speed!"

"Nimma, this floor is becoming more and more dirty! No, I must pay attention to this anchor, haha!"

Mu Yang also couldn't laugh or cry, seeing that many people in the comments were discussing what kind of hand speed, so he asked with some doubts.

"What does this hand speed mean?"

"Damn it, you don't even know the anchor? How can you make me, an innocent little beauty who has been single for 20 years, feel so bad?"

"Don't pretend to be an anchor, everyone is an old driver! We all understand!"

"Haha, alright, alright, stop talking about this. We'll continue to watch the live broadcast when the network administrator arrives!" In the end, the local tyrant Paradise had nowhere to come out.

The local tyrants were all blown out, and everyone was immediately diverted from the topic, but Mu Yang curiously wrote down what it was.

"Let me see what's in this brother's bag!"

Mu Yang said expectantly.

When I saw it, I was a little dumbfounded.

"What is this? Eightfold mirror, rifle muzzle compensator, sniper rifle silencer, third-level armor, rifle rapid expansion magazine..."

Mu Yang turned for a long time, and finally reached the bottom.

But now he was depressed again, "This brother, should I say he is a super African chief, or should I say he is a super European emperor?"

Mu Yang laughed very speechlessly.

Nima, so many gun accessories... However, no guns!
"Haha, anchor, let you hide! I gave you a bunch of European emperor equipment, but I didn't give you a gun, so you can continue to be a non-chief!"

"Accept the curse, anchor! Show affection, die fast, and still want to eat chicken? It doesn't exist! Now that the crossbow arrows are gone, how can you still play?"

"Who said I don't have crossbow arrows?"

Mu Yang smiled slightly, ran to a room on the first floor, and picked up twenty rounds of crossbow bolts!