God Yan anchor has been sealed again

The live broadcast room is boiling.

"Speak, talk! The voice is so nice! Ah! The ears are pregnant!"

"Fucking so handsome!!!"

"666666"

"It's awesome, brother! The round of two thousand and five just killed the opponent. If I were on the opposite side, I would be so ashamed that I would commit suicide on the spot."

"It's cool, brother! The little anchor is quite tempered."

The other two teammates in the game also typed to support them after searching for the Chinese translation: "Nicebro!"

The other side didn't speak, Wen Man jumped over, handed over the knife, then threw it to Xuewei, took out the spray gun, and drew a rose around the corpse.

Xuewei glanced at it, then threw the knife back to the ground.

"What's the matter, don't you like it?"

Wen Man suddenly turned on the microphone.

Xuewei just turned on the microphone in the game, but he didn't respond.

In four years, his voice change period has passed, and his voice is no longer the voice of a child back then, probably even Wen Man couldn't recognize it.

Bullet screen brother passionate science popularization: "M9 Bayonet·Yunjian, looks good from a distance, but actually the inspection action looks like it up close, the anchor has a good eye."

"Indeed, it's ugly and worthless. I'm willing to deal with the inventory for everyone. I'm willing to accept it for 300 yuan."

"+1, I am willing to accept one hundred, for the benefit of the society."

"Let's have some face! Just in case the skin!"

Xue Wei did not reply.

The next round continues.

They were four games away from match point.This time, Xuewei still didn't hold a gun, and used a short thorn, plus a few smoke and flashes on her back.

Wen Man only took one Negev this time.

Negev is favored by ordinary players because of its large bullet capacity, but it has not been in a professional game for a long time.This gun has the largest magazine capacity and the lowest speed of shooting. Once it starts shooting, it is basically a live target.

"Absolutely. Wenshen is really playing recreational games. The top player is a troll. This Negev player will not be able to enter the professional arena. Just play for fun."

"#Pretty拍水#, hurry up, get ready for hot search."

"#Prettyactor#"

When the time started, Wen Man and Xue Wei stepped into the competition area one by one with short stabs.

This time, the two of them split up.

Wen Man was the first to spot an enemy, and he asked, "Brother, are you that talkative old brother?"

The ID is invisible during the game until it is killed, or the character itself has very prominent clothing.

There was fear in the voice on the other side: "no, no."

"Okay, brother." Wen Man raised the Negev. The first five rounds of this gun had a random trajectory, but it was strangely accurate and stable in his hands, and he was suddenly killed without even seeing anyone on the other side.

Wen Man looked up at the panel, and almost at the same time, Xuewei blew up two of them with a mine on the other side.

They coincidentally let go of that [Zhinesee] first.

【Chinese】Suddenly found that his teammates disappeared, leaving him alone.

Xuewei was about to rush up and stab him, but Wen Man suddenly said softly in the microphone: "Wait a minute, Nao Nao."

Snow stopped slightly.

The opposite side was wandering aimlessly, like a headless fly.

A figure flashed past the side building, and he subconsciously shot at that place, but nothing was caught.At the same time, a smoke bomb was suddenly thrown from a strange position on the opposite side.

Almost in the opposite direction.

【zhinese】Rush in that direction and shoot, but still nothing.

Wen Man is like a ghost, or a piece of black fog on the battlefield, without a trace.

Barrage live broadcast room: "Come here, this old man has top-notch treatment! Wenshen's ghost style is here!"

"For passers-by who don't know the science, Wenshen's ghost play: shooting from various tricky positions, making throwing objects, chaotic footsteps, and really hitting east and west. Last autumn, he used this trick to drag one person to death. Champions of Europe. There is no one else who can play the way he does."

"I'm dying of laughter, that's really top-notch treatment, but aren't you afraid of leaking?"

"Wen Shen can't learn the operation even if he knows it, and the anchor didn't cut his point of view."

"The anchor is really good, it's the first time I've seen someone who can cooperate with Wenshen!"

【zhinese】Several times followed the sound and shot to find someone, but they couldn't find them.The point A where he is located has been riddled with holes by his shooting.

At this moment, Wen Man jumped down from the shadow behind the eaves and landed in front of him calmly.

【zhinese】He raised his head abruptly, and subconsciously pressed the button to shoot.

The air freezes.

There was some joy in Wen Man's voice: "Do you feel that something is missing?"

He disassembled the Negev in his hand, and the bullets scattered on the ground.

"Dude, you're out of bullets."

Wen Man drew out his own knife—a pitch-black claw knife, and poked the opponent a few times in the past: "Come on, show me what kind of skin you have."

The bullets on the opposite side were exhausted, and they were forced to switch to knives for close combat.His knife was seized last night, this time replaced with a regular-skinned serrated claw knife.

"Come here, Nao Nao." Wen Man said casually, "Do you like the one in his hand?"

He conveniently removed the other party's knife and threw it to Xuewei.

Xuewei still didn't say anything, but after reading it, she threw it on the ground.

Wen Man squatted in front of the corpse, and his casual voice made people shudder: "That's all? Are there any other skins? A gun is also fine, take it out and show me."

The barrage was already laughing like crazy: "Wen Man! Be a human being!"

"Don't talk? No more?" Wen Man said, "You have a USP in the first round, right? The one with the skin, remember to bring it in the next round."

At 0:16, there were sixteen hands, and every round after that was like this.Wen Man and Xue Wei no longer carried any guns, each with a knife and a pile of throwing objects, chasing [Zhinese] opposite to ask for the skin.

The opponent had probably been beaten into autism. He didn't change his skin or speak until the end of the match.

This one is over, and the time is almost 01:30 in the morning.

Xuewei exited the page, and saw Wenman's news popping up in the upper right corner.

【CHN.Pretty】: "Let's go here first today, and then we will be in double rows. It's time to sleep."

【CHN.Pretty】: "I'm sorry I couldn't help you get back your favorite skin, I'll give you one."

【CHN. Pretty】: "GLHF."

GLHF, the standard ending of the international server, is generally used to send to teammates.

Meaning: goodluckandhavefun, good luck and have fun.

In the national server, it is also translated as: peace and joy.

System prompt: Your friend [CHN.Pretty] is offline.

Xuewei clicked on the email and found that [CHN.Pretty] had sent him a skin box. After opening it, it was a USP. The skin name was: Rose.

This skin has also been sold out a long time ago, and now it can only be found in the black market.But compared to other out-of-print skins, this skin is special in that it is Wen Man's FMVP designated gun skin the year before last.

Even if other skins are priced sky-high in the black market for players, at least there is a place to sell them. USP Rose is really priceless.

And there was a strange thing at that time, Wen Man was famous for his T-side (bandit) style of play, the FMVP skin of that year, everyone thought he would want a T-side iconic weapon skin, such as AK-47, Or his famous sniper M28A1, but he doesn't have it.

USP is the iconic weapon of the CT (anti-terrorist) side.On the court that year, he almost never used it.

This matter has always been a mystery.

"Fuck!! Rose! Wenshen personally sent it!! The anchor is amazing, what is the origin of the anchor! It's amazing!"

"Damn it, hurry up and test the gun. I haven't seen the real USP Rose Skin. I heard that Wenshen's voice has turned a lot of people."

"What? Is there anyone else who has heard God's voice?"

Xuewei ignored the audience's request for him to test the gun on the spot, and typed in the live broadcast room: "The broadcast is down, and I'm going to sleep."

Then the live broadcast was turned off.

There was a commotion in the group of professional players: "He hasn't gone offline yet! I saw it in the regional server rankings."

Everyone was curious about Xuewei, but no one dared to move.

Coach Alan said: "I'll add him."

He is very confident: "I think they say he is a lone wolf anchor, but he cooperates well with Pretty when he fights. This kid is very strong at first glance. I am also one of the best free people in the world. Let me contact him. He can be regarded as a member of our national youth training team."

Alan clicks to send a friend request.

Five minutes later, he heard back.

System: Your request to add a friend has been rejected by [EGT.Now].

Alan: "?"

He cried out in despair: "I added it with a large size! CHN.Alan, did he not see it! Help me! My friend slot is also very valuable!!"

……

In the middle of the night, the lights in the EGT club and training room were turned off.

Xuewei still stayed in front of the computer, the shining blue light reflected on his pale and beautiful face, reflecting a pair of dark eyes.

He had already downloaded it, but the audience in the live broadcast did not see it. At this time, he logged in to the character page and pulled out the weapon trial function.

The cursor moved, and he clicked on [USP·Rose]

The page also pops up an introduction:

USP·Rose, factory new.

The commemorative skin of FMVP player Pretty, with a dark gun face and a romantic and creative shape, as well as a counter function.

You have killed 0 enemies with this gun.

It was a gift from someone else, and you opened it on X, X, X.

……

This gun is very beautiful, the sound-absorbing part is made into the shape of a rose branch, and there is a chance to trigger Wenman's special voice skin when shooting, and there is only a soft voice: "HI."

Xuewei fired a shot at the target of the panel.

The man said softly in a low voice: "Hi."

Xuewei fired again.

Wen Man said, "Hi."

……

This voice pierced through the smoke and fog, like the babbling of a night dream, the light yellow moonlight hanging on the dark blue sky.