PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds I'm hanging on the wall

Chapter 325 I Want To Beat You Too

As soon as the three of them walked off the stage, Fat God hugged Duan Zilang, hammered his shoulder hard, and said: "Okay, you are awesome, you directly won the gold medal in the individual competition, and now you are very happy." Shout out!"

"Oops, it hurts!"

Duan Zilang glanced at Fat God with resentment on his face. From the opponent's strength, he could feel Fat God's hatred for him.

Ugh!
As a handsome and powerful man, he will arouse a lot of ugly jealousy. He pretends to be familiar with him, but in fact he wants to take revenge on him.

"Don't pretend to me, do you know how many players want to beat you?" Fat God couldn't help but shuddered when he saw Duan Zilang's fuss.

"It should be less than one hundred, right?" Duan Zilang looked at the other contestants, only to find that every contestant had a fierce look on his face, as if he was going to eat him.

"There are a total of one hundred contestants, of course less than one hundred!" Fat God glanced at Duan Zilang, snorted and said, "Among the one hundred contestants, I can guarantee that there will be 99 other contestants except yourself. They all want to beat you."

"Is that impossible?"

Duan Zilang grinned, thought for a moment, put his arms around Leng Feng and said, "I feel that Leng Feng doesn't want to beat me up, it's just a game, what about it?"

"I want to beat you too!"

After the arrogant Leng Feng heard Duan Zilang's words, he slapped Duan Zilang's arm off and said coldly.

"Uh……"

Duan Zilang was at a loss for words for a moment, thinking to himself, did he really attract hatred so much?Even the good-tempered Leng Feng wanted to beat him up.

Fat God snorted, "Tell me about you, you play the game, why do you block all the players in the first game? And the next two games..."

The Fat God had been holding back a lot of anger in the game, and now he finally found a chance to vent his anger, and he spoke out the "viciousness" of Duan Zilang.

From time to time, even Leng Feng would add a few words, expressing that he was also very unhappy.

After listening to the venting of the two, Duan Zilang squeezed his chin and said seriously: "Listening to what you two said, I also feel that I deserve a beating. I want to beat myself up."

In this case, wouldn't everyone want to beat him after a game.

Is this considered awesome?
"Although I really want to beat you up, I still want to congratulate you on winning the Golden Grand Prix." Nao Nao Nao, Fat God still congratulated Duan Zilang.

"Haha... I also want to keep a low profile, but his strength doesn't allow me!" Duan Zilang couldn't help but startled.

"You are not humble!" Fat God said with contempt.

"I feel that I am already very humble. You see, when the host asked me just now, I said that I barely reached the initial goal. In fact, I am not satisfied at all. After all, I failed to eat chicken in the third game." Duan Zilang He said it very sincerely, he didn't worry about Fat God and Leng Feng with livid faces next to him.

In fact... Duan Zilang really felt that he was already very humble.

After all, he was on stage just now, and if the host asked him what he was dissatisfied with, he would really say that his dissatisfaction was that he failed to eat chicken in the third game, but neither host asked.

"Okay, can I eat all the chickens for you from now on?" Fat God waved his hand unhappily, and then asked, "How long did you sign the contract with Douyu?"

"One year!" Duan Zilang was stunned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fat God thought about it for a while, and said a little embarrassedly: "Brother, it's like this, the senior management over at Huya wants me to ask you, would you like to go to Huya... Don't worry, as long as you nod your head and are willing to go, the treatment will be absolute. It’s much better than Douyu’s treatment, and Huya is willing to help you pay your liquidated damages.”

When Fat God just stepped down, he received a text message from Huya's supervisor, asking him to try again and see if he could win over Duan Zilang.

After the Golden Grand Prix this time, Duan Zilang's worth has definitely skyrocketed many times. This is not only because of Duan Zilang's excellent skills, but also because he is handsome.

It is not difficult to find an anchor with good skills, but it is really difficult to find a good-looking anchor with good skills.

Otherwise, Douyu wouldn't have deliberately given so many shots to Duan Zilang in this competition, just to praise him.

To use the words of the fans, it is obvious that you can rely on your appearance to make a living, but you have to rely on your own skills.

"This one……"

Duan Zilang hesitated.

It is true that he believes that Huya will offer him better terms, but now Douyu treats him very well, and this time the Golden Grand Prix basically favors him, so it is a bit too unkind to let him leave in breach of contract.

"Brother, don't make it difficult if you don't want to, I just asked casually." Seeing Duan Zilang's reaction, Fat God knew that the latter didn't want to agree.

"Fat God, I'm sorry!" Duan Zilang apologized.

"It's okay. I didn't expect you to agree. If you went to our platform, I was worried that you would steal my first brother's position." Fat God said with a smile. In fact, he was not angry.

On the contrary, if Duan Zilang agreed immediately, he might still despise Duan Zilang.

After all, a person who can even violate the spirit of the contract at will is not worthy of his deep friendship.

"Hearing what you said, I suddenly want to go to Huya again, and I will steal your first brother's position at that time, and I will piss you off." Duan Zilang squeezed his chin and said seriously.

"Go to hell!"

Fat God glanced at Duan Zilang, and then said: "We will go back first, and you will have a headache in the next few days."

"What do you mean?" Duan Zilang asked in a daze.

"I just won't tell you, I'll be so anxious to death, haha..." Fat God said, and left with Leng Feng.

"Damn fat man!" Duan Zilang gritted his teeth and said bitterly.

After Fat God and Leng Feng left, Su Moyu came to find him.

At this moment, Su Moyu could only be described by the word 'ecstatic', with a smile on his face and very aggressive steps.

"Haha, Brother Duan, you really didn't disappoint me. Your match just now was really exciting, and I didn't misread you." Su Moyu patted Duan Zilang on the shoulder vigorously. The investment will be doubled and earned back.

"Hehe... so-so, so-so."

Duan Zilang showed an awkward yet polite smile, but he was puzzled in his heart, why everyone likes to pat their shoulders so hard that it hurts, okay?

But Su Moyu didn't care at all, and said excitedly: "Brother Duan, you are so humble. You have already won the first place in the double list, and you still say that you are average. You are not ordinary... Compared with you, I am so humble." The formed LXG team is a piece of shit, and the total points of the four players are not as high as yours."

Duan Zilang couldn't help but startled when he heard the words, someone finally said that he was modest.

As for the fact that the total points of the four members of LXG are not as high as him, he just ignored it. Since he is so awesome, of course the total points of the four members cannot be higher than himself.

oops……

Accidentally shouted again!
PS: Chapter 1 arrives...

(End of this chapter)