You Boys Play Games Very Well

No matter what, Ling Meng is now a man of God, and he, who lurks in the Mang God live broadcast room every day, of course knows that the opponent's ranking is always high this season, which means that the chances of them meeting are very high.And Ling Meng also deliberately chose to ambush during the time when Mangshen was always online, and the hard work paid off. When the very familiar profile picture appeared on the screen, Ling Meng knew that the opportunity to catch Manshen's real body had come.

[Empire] Mangosteen: Hey.

Mangshen also took the initiative to greet him, Ling Meng asked knowingly:

[Federation] Lemon: Are you streaming?

[Empire] Mangosteen: Guess what?

[Federal Federation] Lemon: Are you not afraid that I will go to your live broadcast room to spy on your screen?

[Empire] Mangosteen: Welcome.

[Federation] Lemon: Don't be complacent, Dad is not what he used to be.

[Empire] Mangosteen: Really?Am looking forward to.

[Federation] Lemon: How about some betting?

[Empire] Mangosteen: Okay, you say it.

[Federal Federation] Lemon: I heard that you are a college student. Does your school have an education supermarket?

Ling Meng didn't just say it casually, there is an education supermarket downstairs in their dormitory area.

[Empire] Mangosteen: Of course.

[Federal Federation] Lemon: If you lose, go to the education supermarket to buy a pack of sanitary napkins, then take pictures and post on Weibo, dare you?

In Mangshen's live broadcast room, the number of people has reached a new peak, and many people are still coming after hearing the news. No one wants to miss this season's drama.

[Empire] Mangosteen: But I'm not interested in buying sanitary napkins for you. If you lose, how about buying condoms?

Ling Meng was taken aback, the education supermarket still sells condoms?

[Federation] Lemon: It sounds like I'm at a disadvantage.

[Empire] Mangosteen: If I lose, I will broadcast the whole thing live.

The direction of the barrage in the live broadcast room turned sharply downwards:

——But I hope Papa Ning wins over God Mang!

——Ning Papa Ning Uncle Ning Grandpa Ning Ancestor Ning, the important task of Mangshen's first live broadcast is entrusted to you! ! !

——Buy WSJ live on Mangshen, and I will draw [-] packs of supply packs on Weibo!

—We are all lemon people tonight!

Seeing this sentence, Ling Meng proudly slapped the carriage return:

[Federation] Lemon: Deal!

After Ling Meng finished speaking, he voluntarily and consciously closed the Doumao app on his phone. He wanted to win Mangshen once in a fair and honest manner, but he didn't bother to be a screen spy.

When the charge horn sounded, Ling Meng changed from his previous style of rushing forward and patiently developed the economy. Instead, he saw his lack of movement and curiously sent troops to investigate.Ling Meng gave priority to upgrading the anti-reconnaissance equipment, and pressed the scouts who came to test the ground to rub vigorously.

——Rubbing, rubbing, is the pace of the devil~

The chorus sang in unison in the barrage, and Mang Shen let out a wry smile.

"You expect me to lose so much?"

——It’s not that I’m not firm, it’s that the prizes are too tempting.

——If you win and show your face, I believe everyone will still support you in winning.

Mangshen chatted while forming troops, his voice sounded relaxed and comfortable, which was in stark contrast to Ling Meng's strict preparations.

Ling Meng has studied too many videos of Mangshen's battles. It can be said that he knows this person well. Everyone has strengths and weaknesses, and Mangshen is no exception. He just wants to use this advantage to catch the opponent by surprise.

He first pretended to sneak attack on resources, secretly interfered with the opponent's radar, and then took advantage of the interval of the black radar screen, dispatched a flying fleet to attack the opponent's nuclear station.

Mangshen's development was slowed down a lot in an instant, Ling Meng gave up taking advantage of the victory to pursue, but seized all the time to collect resources to expand the fleet.

Mangshen, who was at a disadvantage, also became serious. He also knew that Ling Meng's appearance this season was no accident, but he didn't expect the other party to improve so much. Compared with the previous two encounters, he was completely different.

The voices of the commentary in the live broadcast room were much less, and even the bullet screens were less. Everyone was concentrating on watching the game, completely forgetting that their original purpose was just to see how the two of them went shopping in the supermarket.

In the back-and-forth temptation, Ling Meng led the huge federal fleet to launch a surprise attack. Mangshen's troops were no match for him, so he had to retreat while fighting. He didn't even have time to dismantle the front-line fortifications, and was turned into himself by the spies sent by Ling Meng. use.

"He's really improved a lot."

Mang God sincerely praised.

——Mangshen personally praised Lemon's father that JB is very big!

——On that day, people finally remembered the fear of being dominated by Lemon's father!

——My social father, I ask you if you are afraid!

Mangshen had no time to pay attention to the filthy speeches in the live broadcast room, and filled up the nuclear explosion technology tree.

"But what if I don't want a live broadcast?"

——I didn't expect Mangshen to play so dirty, don't you want the idol halo?

——Willing to bet and admit defeat is still a hero!

A red warning had already appeared on Mangshen's screen, which was a sign that the main space station was under attack. This time the opponent not only took the lead, but also sent two teams to outflank it. It can be said that he is bound to win this victory.

According to the current speed, the empire base will be completely destroyed in another 30 seconds, probably because they feel that there is no hope of winning, and the opponent has given up defense.This was the first time in the three confrontations between the two that Ling Meng was in sight of victory, and it was a time when honor was betted. Ling Meng was so excited that even the palms of his hands that held the mouse were sweating.

"Fuck? Fuck! Fuck! Mengmeng, you are going to win, Mengmeng, you are so handsome!" The roommate was also excited and wanted to wave the flag to cheer.

——Lemon Dad, come on 666! !

--dad!Don't let us down, Dad!

Even Mangshen's live broadcast room was one-sided.

And Mangshen's screen is almost completely black now, with no radar, no scouts, and the federal base is a black hole to him.

"What should I do?" Mangshen dragged the mouse aimlessly on the black screen, "Let's take a gamble, it's here."

——This can also hit my live broadcast to eat S!

"It's fate." Mangshen pressed the left mouse button.

Seeing that the blood bar of the main base of the empire was about to come to an end, Ling Meng's screen suddenly shook a few times, the screen that was still under attack turned into black and white, and a failure sign popped up in the center of the screen.

Ling Meng stared at the monitor dumbfounded, not knowing what happened.

"Well, Mengmeng, your hometown seems to have been bombed by a nuclear bomb." The roommate weakly raised her finger.

Ling Meng turned her head quickly: "How did he aim?"

He had pushed the opponent's radar a long time ago. Without radar, his own base was completely dark to Mangshen.Drop a nuclear bomb in the darkness, and hit your hometown impartially, who would believe it?

The roommate tilted his head: "I think, this... is probably based on guesswork?"

"Haha, lucky." Mangshen flicked the mouse, leaned on the back of the chair, and flexed his wrist happily.

It's been a tough fight.

——? ? ? ? ? ? ?

——Fuck, that’s okay too?

--are you kidding me?

—Hand of God! ! !

——Brother who was going to live stream eating S just now, are you still there?

Mangshen relaxed from the tension, and watched the barrage like a waterfall in full leisure. Everyone was lamenting his amazing luck, but in fact, he died in the last ten seconds. He made bold speculations and rigorous calculations.Although he was also betting the moment he dropped the nuclear bomb, he was at least [-]% sure that he didn't blow up a needle in the sea like some people thought.

[Empire] Mangosteen: Goodgame, you played really well.

Ling Meng typed out her last words bitterly.

[Federation] Lemon: Willing to bet and admit defeat!wait!