E-sports god's black powder

The fight between the two sides was fierce, and in the end, even the kidnappers around the hostages were not cleared out.

Gu Qingyao glanced at the time, he didn't expect to have played such a boring game for half an hour.

Just as he was about to control the character to clean up the mobs around the hostages and earn points again, a vague smell of blood floated in from the open window above the city.

Gu Qingyao's fingers typing on the keyboard hovered over the keyboard, he turned his head to look out the window, let go of the fingers holding the mouse, and unconsciously patted his stomach.

After a while, he turned his head to look at the screen. On the dark screen, a shadowy figure looked at him coldly through the screen.

After a while, he looked at the figure on the screen and smiled slightly.

The black fans who were watching the live broadcast in the live broadcast room saw Qing Yao's leading soldiers hiding in the bicycle shed and did not move for a long time.

——Is it me or Qingyao?

- you are stuck

——You are stuck

The voice of No. 1 came from the headset, "No. 3, a mob has gone to your side."

Gu Qingyao stretched, and the figure on the screen stretched after him. He held the mouse again, with a provocative smile on his face, "Okay."

A slight sound of breaking wind slid in from the window, and the little black guy with the eyes of little mung beans, the small nose, and the sharp claws hung upside down on the pen holder.

Gu Qingyao turned his head and tilted his head slightly, and the little things that flew in also tilted his head.

"Little bat, I'm so hungry~"

"Squeak." The bat hung upside down on the pen holder, like a polite little gentleman.

"I vomited up the pork rib soup I ate at night..." Gu Qingyao was dejected. In the game at this time, the vanguard was still hiding in the dark carport, but the figure on the computer screen had disappeared.

The black bat hangs upside down on the pen holder and shakes, listening to its owner complain, "It would be nice if we could eat all kinds of food like humans."

As he said that, Gu Qingyao smacked his mouth, as if he was savoring the taste of pork rib soup.

"Squeak."

"But in this society, drinking human blood is illegal."

The bat became dejected when he heard the words. Its owner is a standard foodie, but because of his inexplicable persistence, he has been drinking the blood of chicken, duck and fish.

But the owner is very particular about drinking blood, and must put the blood in a goblet before drinking it.

Thousands of years ago, when there was no goblet, the owner must drink blood from delicate white porcelain products.

Later, a serious blood epidemic occurred in Europe. The owner accidentally saw a photo sent by a front-line reporter. Since then, the owner has quit blood...

But the master is a vampire after all, what if he is hungry?

Then it can only eat through its mouth.

The little bat can be counted as one of Gu Qingyao's cunts, and when Gu Qingyao doesn't summon it, it will exist as a shadow in the mirror.

And once the little bat flew out of the mirror, Gu Qingyao would not stand in front of the mirror when there were people.

Gu Qingyao was originally a merchant, and he traveled with his parents to study business since he was a child. However, even if he was wealthy, under the feudal imperial system at that time, he could not wear silk and satin.

Later, he spent a lot of money to pretend to be a scholar, but by accident, he took part in the imperial examination. With his intelligence, he could have become the number one scholar...

But during the palace examination, the emperor at that time saw that he was handsome, so he happily named him Tanhua.

So his name is ancient and elegant, because he originally came from that era.

At this moment, Gu Qingyao, who was hungry and dizzy, poked the little bat's nose with his little finger, "Little bat, why don't we go to Zhouzhou for something to eat, sweeter..."

The little bat nodded, flapping its wings, slid out of the pen holder and landed on the doorknob.

Gu Qingyao turned his head and dragged his chin, watching the little bat struggle to open the door with two front legs, and remember to close the door after flying out...

He covered his mouth and yawned, and rubbed his hungry belly listlessly.

After explaining, he turned his attention back to the game. Since No. 1 said that the mob had appeared near the bicycle shed, the hostages must be here.

He looked at the points gap between the two sides, and they still led by 3 points.

"It seems that the hostages can be killed directly..."

——I rely on Qingyao to fall into the toilet?

——Hang up the anchor, report it!

——Qing Yao was also late in the broadcast today, and she didn't move a few times during the live broadcast. Is it really uncomfortable?

Being a fan anchor is normal in Qing Yao's live broadcast room, but it also shows the deep love fans have for Qing Yao.

Now they realized that Qing Yao might be uncomfortable, and they immediately became worried.

——室管@小白兔, can you contact Qingyao?

——If you are really sick, Qing Yao, you can download it.

Qing Yao was counting on her fingers whether her roommates got up or not. The live broadcast room was so lively that he ignored it for a while.

The point of view of the vanguard happened to be outside the carport, and it was strange that he could see it at a glance before he came, so it was not his turn to worry about it for a while.

How could they have known such a delay, the fans had imagined that he was bleeding from hemorrhoids, and had already rushed to the hospital!

——I remember that Qing Yao had a roommate

——The roommate doesn't live in the same room with Qing Yao, what should I do, I'm so worried!

——Do you know which city Qing Yao lives in?Or let's call the police.

It's a pity that the room manager thought that Qingyao didn't have a live broadcast today, so she turned off her phone early and went to bed.

The fans breathed a sigh of relief until the sharp soldier on the screen moved.

——moved!

——woc, was my eyes dazzled just now?

"It should be on the side of Building 23." Qing Yao moved the mouse to let the soldiers run out of the bicycle shed, not knowing the fan's carelessness, "No. 1, I'll see if I can kill the hostage."

"Okay, machine gunner, go over and help No. 3."

"No, my side is very close."

Gu Qingyao followed the coordinates given by No. 1, moved boldly, and sprinted towards Building No. 23.

——Waste my feelings!

Building 23 is a seven-story elevator room. Gu Qingyao slid directly into the building from the side building. When he looked up, he saw the elevator descending.

A kidnapper came down the elevator with a gun.

Gu Qingyao quickly moved the mouse and hid the character in the corner.

A series of dexterous and relaxed movements, clear and quick judgment and reaction ability, made a wave of technical fans in the live broadcast room envious.

Especially when they saw that Qing Yao easily killed the kidnappers, they were immediately sour.

——Damn it, Qing Yao is not playing a game with us!

After finishing off the kidnappers, Gu Qingyao also entered the elevator.

When the kidnapper came down just now, he looked up and saw that the floor was 6, so the hostage should be on the 6th floor or the 7th floor higher.

So Gu Qingyao directly pressed 7.

——Why do you want to go to the 7th floor?

——Yes, wouldn’t it be nice to go to the second floor?

"Just now I looked up at the elevator display screen, are you blind?"

——Are you turning your perspective so fast, do you think we are clairvoyance?

-Esports does not require eyesight.