dissatisfied [e-sports]

Han Mo's fingers paused for a moment, and a warm current rippled from the bottom of his heart.

He did well, Yan Yibing saw it and thought he did well.

He gave a low "hmm", and after a while, he added: "As long as you like it."

This sentence rubs against the boundary of ambiguity. Even if you watch a few more romance movies, you know that this is not the way friends say it.

So after saying it, Han Mo actually regretted it a bit.

But Yan Yibing was obviously not a delicate person.

Han Mo secretly glanced at him.

Yan Yibing's eyelashes were curled up, and his clear and bright eyes were focused on the screen. Hearing what he said, he just naturally pulled the corner of his lower lip.

Han Mo couldn't tell whether he was regretful or happy.

He withdrew his gaze, and leaned his body towards Yan Yi Bing calmly.

Yan Yibing didn't notice it, if he moved casually, his arm would rub against Han Mo.

The moment the skin touched, as if an electric current had flowed through, Han Mo instinctively tensed his muscles.

"Who's on us?"

"Brother Chang, come on, you are better."

"Yes, yes, Brother Chang and Brother Sui tortured them to death."

"Is it okay?" The boss named Brother Chang glanced at Brother Sui, who was the tallest.

"That's fine, in fact, anyone can do it, and it's not just casual to abuse them." Brother Sui looked contemptuous, shook his arms, twisted and sat on the chair, his legs spread out, and his knees were shaking.

The hunchback stood obediently behind Brother Chang, bent down, and whispered in Brother Chang's ear: "Brother, choose the robbery mode, bank map, they are not familiar with the map and can't play."

Brother Chang raised his eyebrows, sucked his stomach, and was just about to speak.

Brother Sui said impatiently: "It doesn't matter, I am not afraid of any model, okay?"

He spoke quite loudly, and Yan Yibing could hear him.

Yan Yibing hooked his lower lip invisibly, and said to Han Mo in a clear and slow voice: "Hey newcomer, LT key to aim, LB throws bombs, RT fires, RB points the target to teammates, Y cuts the gun, B squats, X Fill the bomb, press and hold to get in the car to open the door, move the left joystick, wait and see with the right joystick, and tell you the rest while playing, remember?"

Han Mo wiped the game controller with his fingers, and followed Yan Yibing's introduction with his eyes, scanning the keys one by one. After a few seconds, he said softly, "Remember."

Han Mo is smart and has a good memory, Yan Yi Bing knew it very early on.

Because it is easy to teach, he likes Han Mo the most as an apprentice.

"Pfft, I don't even know that." The hunchback laughed out loud.

The proud brother Sui also shook his shoulders: "Fuck, I'm drunk, brother, what a joke!"

Brother Chang simply puffed his stomach and said, "Why don't you guys leave now, don't be too embarrassing for a while, game consoles are meant for experienced players, if you like cutting fruit, you can also play on computers."

Han Mo glanced coldly in their direction.

Yan Yibing patted the back of his hand lightly, his voice softened, and he secretly said, "Live barrage coach, why are you angry?"

Han Mo pursed his lips, his eyes fell on Yan Yibing's fair and slender fingers, and he suddenly lost his temper.

These idiots are really similar to the barrage coaches on the Internet.

Yan Yibing logged into the game, and Han Mo automatically entered the small room.

"Hurry up, we have to play fruit cutting after winning you."

Brother Sui snorted lightly: "Let you choose the mode, don't say we bully people."

Yan Yibing glanced at Han Mo.

Han Mo said softly, "What's the pattern?"

Yan Yibing sighed softly, smiled, and said to the suitor: "We newcomers don't know what model to choose, so you can choose."

The hunchback was overjoyed immediately, and he quickly patted Brother Chang on the shoulder: "Brother, robbery mode."

Of course, Brother Chang would not give up the advantage of getting it, so he chose the robbery mode with peace of mind.

He asked again: "The police and robbers are also free, right?"

Yan Yibing nodded leisurely: "Well, it doesn't matter."

Brother Chang went to follow him again and said, "Should we choose the policeman or the bandit?"

Brother Sui was a little impatient: "Police, hurry up and deal with them in 3 minutes, don't dawdle."

So Brother Chang chose to be a policeman, and Yan Yibing and Han Mo were automatically classified as gangsters.

The game map is a bank, and the scope of activities also includes parking lots, subway entrances, and roads.

The thieves need to break into the underground vault, seize the money bag, and then rush to the helicopter to claim it, and drive the plane to transport the money bag away.

During this period the police will inevitably stop.

So in the early stage, the gangsters attacked and the police defended. After getting the money bag, the police attacked again and the gangsters defended.

The game is a five-person team mode. Due to insufficient numbers, the system will randomly match robot teammates.

As soon as they entered the game, Yan Yibing and Han Mo landed at the garage door.

Han Mo quickly familiarized himself with the controller, frowned and said, "The DPI is too low." (Resolution, if the DPI is too high, it will vibrate violently. Under normal circumstances, the lower the DPI, the better. Professional players will adjust the DPI that suits them according to the situation)

Yan Yibing smiled: "Be patient, the configuration is definitely not as good as usual."

Han Mo almost understood the use of each key and the purpose of the battle, and asked Yan Yibing, "What should we do first?"

Before Yan Yibing could answer, the opposite party gloated and said, "You guys should just commit suicide on the spot. We didn't blow it up. I haven't lost in this mode and this map."

Yan Yibing raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Interesting."

He said to Han Mo: "We are going to blow up the gate. You go to the central and west gate, and I go to the vault gate. After the gate is blown up, I don't need to say anything."

Han Mo raised his eyes and frowned: "Just shot?"

Yan Yibing had a pleasant face, and scolded with a smile: "Stupid, we are gangsters, of course we rushed into the basement to grab money, the only purpose is to get money, don't love to fight."

Han Mo let out an "oh" and said, "Then this game is quite ordinary."

Sui pouted, his knees were shaking more and more, his thin rod-like figure was dangling on the chair, which made the chair creak.

"Think too much, if you can't even enter the vault, you will be wiped out."

Brother Chang freed his hand and patted Brother Sui on the shoulder: "Be careful, they are coming."

Brother Sui lazily twisted his neck and looked down at the sentient beings: "I can give them a hand."

Brother Chang immediately stopped him: "Don't, it's not necessary, let them lose quickly."

This kind of trash talk was new to Han Mo and Yan Yibing.

In the past, in the major PUBG competitions, players were allowed to talk trash to each other, but because the professional players knew the basics, no one would say stupid things to the two of them. After all, in the end, there was a high probability that they would be slapped in the face.

For the first time in Yan Yibing's eight-year career, he was treated like a dishonest person.

As the bomb exploded, smoke billowed from the two gates of the bank.

Faced with the thick smoke, Yan Yibing quickly switched the map. With just one glance, he memorized all the information points on the map.

He didn't like fighting, so he picked up the gun and rushed to the safe.

At the same time, the third door was also blasted by the NPC teammates.

Gunshots sounded at the same time.

Brother Chang and Brother Sui are veteran players, and they know the defense very well.

As soon as Yan Yibing showed up, he was surrounded by people with guns.

But he didn't panic, but circled the police with the help of the bank map.

He needs to wait for everyone to gather, after all, they are still at a disadvantage in terms of familiarity with the map.

Yan Yibing asked Han Mo softly, "Have you arrived yet?"

Han Mo: "Yes."

In the next second, the bomb on the second floor penetrated the ceiling of the vault.

After the fireworks dissipated, Han Mo jumped directly from the second floor to the vault.

He had too few operations, so he lost some blood when he jumped off the building, but this was also what he had estimated in advance.

The sudden miss from the rear made the police a little flustered.

Brother Sui said angrily: "Who the hell didn't guard the second floor?"

Brother Chang was irritated: "The matched robots didn't listen, and they all ran over when the door below exploded."

Brother Sui took a deep breath: "Du Da Da, suffocate them in the vault!"

Brother Chang: "Don't worry, don't worry, they must be destroyed, I killed them both."

The two robots on Yan Yibing's side were killed by the opponent, and with the help of his teammates, he successfully sneaked into the basement and took the money bag from Han Mo.

The gangster with the money bag is the ultimate target of the police, so when Yan Yibing ran away, Han Mo finally had time to replenish his blood.

At this point, their last robotic teammate was also wiped out.

Yan Yibing was still calm and composed: "Run towards the helicopter on the roof."

After Han Mo replenished his blood, he defeated a robot policeman, complaining, "Is this a parkour game?"

Yan Yi Bing said cheerfully, "It's okay."

He carried the money bag and went up all the way, narrowly dodging the enemy guarding the stairs with guns, and then waited for the elevator with the money bag.

On the elevator, someone naturally intercepted it. Fortunately, the dead robot teammate had been reborn.

Yan Yibing ordered the robot to go up the elevator with him and Han Mo.

The elevator drove to the top of the building, and as soon as the door opened, dense bullets hit.

Thanks to his teammates as shields, Yan Yibing picked up the purse and charged, Han Mo shot and knocked out the person blocking the door.

"Fuck!" Brother Chang yelled in a low voice.

Brother Sui frowned: "What's going on?"

Brother Chang twisted his face and said irritably: "I made a mistake, I pressed the wrong button just now, and accidentally let them slip away!"

Sui brother straightened his legs and kicked the TV cabinet violently, the LCD screen trembled: "This can also be a mistake! If you lose to two newcomers, you should retreat!"

Brother Chang took a deep breath: "Fuck you, they'll be useless if they go upstairs."

Brother Chang finished speaking, and knocked out a robot bandit sniper.

Yan Yibing walked towards the helicopter while avoiding the bullets.

Thanks to several robots who repeatedly resurrected to die, they bought him a lot of time.

When they finally reached the vicinity of the helicopter, the five policemen behind them had already rushed to the roof.

"With Brother Sui here, they must die!" The hunchback patted his thigh.

Brother Chang also laughed: "That's right, Brother Sui, the gunslinger, kill the one with the money bag first."

Yan Yibing suddenly stopped running.

He hid behind the obstacle, turned around slowly, and said lightly: "Han Mo, kill them, it's in the way."

"En." Han Mo responded in a low voice, no longer running for his life, but turned around and switched rifles, and started to fight back.

Bang bang bang!

Three shots killed Suige, who was called the gun god.

Han Mo hid in the bunker blankly, and threw a bomb casually.

Brother Sui saw his screen gradually turning dark red, and shook the handle in disbelief.

he died?

The opponent turned around and beat him to death?

Brother Chang couldn't believe it either, he paused for a moment before shouting in a low voice, "Brother Sui, are you dead?"

Brother Sui scolded angrily: "Damn, I was dazzled just now, wait for me, I'll come right away!"

The hunchback hurriedly said: "Be steady with brother."

Brother Chang didn't speak any more.

Because of the moment of pause, his screen also turned red.

The speed and accuracy of the opponent's killing seemed to be on the hook.

Smoke billowed from the flaming bomb, and another robot was brought down besides him.

In this game, there are hints on where the bomb will fall. As long as you dodge in time when the red light under your feet is flashing, you will not be bombed.

But even so, he died.

Because the opponent threw a total of two balls, one was false and the second was real, the opponent even predicted the direction of his avoidance.

Fortunately, Brother Sui was reborn by his side soon.

I saw the blue veins on Brother Sui's forehead bulge, and he just picked up his gun and was about to charge.

dead again.

Before Brother Chang could be happy, he unloaded it in one breath.

Seeing the black and red screen again, Brother Sui's face sank.

The muscles on his face trembled, as if he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

He flicked the handle unconfidently, and began to question whether there was a bug in the game or a bug in his eyes.

How can someone shoot so efficiently?

As long as you are beaten, you have to die?

The hunchback looked across in surprise. Yan Yibing was watching the fun with his purse in his arms. Han Mo bowed slightly, with his elbows resting on his knees, his face still expressionless. Same speed.

According to his operation speed, the DPI can't keep up with his reaction, and it's no wonder that he questioned that the DPI was too low at the beginning.

They seem to have always been so calm.

And that cold-faced one had an expression of disliking the simplicity of the game at first.

When the laughing Qing Piao Piao threatened to kill them, the cold face finally became serious.

When he was serious, he almost played the gangster as a bug.

The policeman, who was supposed to have the upper hand in the pursuit, was beaten too weak to fight back. The recognized gunslinger among the four of them was sent away without even raising his gun.

Han Mo went one-on-five, killed the entire police team, and vomited: "Trash."

Yan Yibing waved like a spring breeze, "Come here, get on the plane."

Han Mo obediently put away his gun, ran to his side, and before the police had time to read the article, he boarded the plane and took the purse away.

The whole process took only 10 minutes. If Yan Yibing hadn't let Han Mogang have a good time with the gun at the end, the game would have ended in 5 minutes.

Brother Chang and Brother Sui looked at the interface where the game failed, and were stunned.

Is this fucking newcomer?

Yan Yibing looked into Han Mo's eyes, moved a little closer, breathed lightly, tilted his head and asked, "Is it fun?"

Han Mo hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "It's fun."

He said silently in his heart, it would be fun to play with you.

Yan Yibing put down the handle, pinched his reddened fingertips, crossed his legs, and lazily said: "I think it's average, the opponent's level is not good enough, and the game experience is not good."

Han Mo nodded: "Yeah."

In this game, the police have a greater advantage than the gangsters.

If the opponent is a professional player like them, they probably won't be able to win.

Han Mo said a few words: "If it's a competition to cut fruit, I might lose."

Yan Yibing chuckled, Xinghe's eyes were curved and sparkling.

For the first time, he felt that Han Mo was capable of being sarcastic.

Indeed, he has no confidence in cutting fruit.

Yan Yibing rushed to the opposite side and said, "Well, should you go?"

Brother Sui dropped the handle, his face was ashen, he moved his lips, not knowing what to say.

The game they are familiar with, the mode in which they have an advantage, actually lost.

Brother Chang smiled but didn't smile: "It's funny, brother, this is also called a newcomer, you did it on purpose."

Yan Yibing didn't bother to explain, he quit the Battlefield Two Heroes, and found a fruit-slicing game.

"The two of us are indeed newcomers to console games, but for FPS client games, we are probably at the level of national champions."

The hunchback asked Brother Chang in a low voice: "Brother, what do you mean by FPS end game?"

The flesh on Brother Chang's face trembled: "Brother, stop blowing it up, is your national champion CS or Call of Duty?"

Yan Yibing put the handle back into Han Mo's hand, and started a fruit-slicing game for two.

While cutting, he said casually: "PUBG."

The hunchback asked again in a low voice: "Which one is PUBG? My English is not good."

The person next to him whispered into his ear, "The one that fell into the box with Brother Sui, because he was always killed by someone, so he stopped playing."

Hunchback: "..."

On the screen, melons, fruits, pears and peaches take off, and there are also bombs with sparks in the middle.Yan Yibing and Han Mo frantically waved the handle, but they accidentally hit the bomb.

The screen explodes and the game ends.

Score 1200.

"Hey, cutting fruit is so difficult." Yan Yibing sighed.

Brother Chang: "Day..."

The author has something to say: Han Mo: Playing with my wife is the most fun.