Lang Yan: "..." What kind of hell is this human suffering?

He was autistic.

After searching several rooms and licking several boxes, Lang Yan completely believed the evil, threw the uzi submachine gun in his hand, and decisively picked up the scrl.

Then he discovered strangely...

When he was looking for 9mm bullets, no one picked up the 5.56mm bullets all over the ground. Now he wants 5.56mm bullets, but he can't see another box.

Lang Yan: "..." It's ridiculous.

I don’t know if Tian Luo is in this position in the team, or if the double platoons are deliberately trying to take care of him. In the past, when they were in the double platoons, there were always various types of bullets in Tian Luo’s bag.

When he wants it, just squeak it.

And now...

Considering the awkward relationship and awkward atmosphere between them, Lang Yan really couldn't say anything.

He is not proficient in operation and is slow in searching houses, and is particularly prone to getting lost in the house area. Sometimes he can search the same building several times, as if he encountered a ghost hitting a wall.

After wandering around the room for a few minutes, Lang Yan not only failed to find the 5.56mm bullet he wanted, but instead found a large pile of 9mm bullets in a small toilet.

Lang Yan was so shocked that he 'would' on the spot that he complained to the audience in the live broadcast room: "This small toilet has captured all the 9mm bullets in the entire city? I have been searching for a long time but couldn't find it!"

After being shocked, he was still a little sad and angry, and said with autism: "Is it still time for me to pick up the uzi submachine gun now?"

The melon-eating crowd who can play games in the live broadcast room have already seen through everything.

[I saw through everything and showed my mysterious aunt's smile.]

[Hahahahahahaha, Mom, I contracted today's share of the Hanhan Wolf Palace!]

[Kiss, I suggest you pick up all the bullets here and then change the gun with the bullets on your back. Otherwise, the bullets may fly out of thin air after picking up the gun~]

[Don't rush to throw this scrl in your hand, otherwise I'm afraid you will pick up the 9mm bullet and the uzi submachine gun will run away again~]

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[Wow, there is an honest man here, everyone should bully him!]

After being reminded by this honest man, Lang Yan narrowed his narrow eyes and suddenly realized something was wrong.

If the supplies don't run long and the number of bullets will be average...

Then there is only one possibility left, that after someone picked it up, he threw all the bullets here.

There are only two of them in this room area. Tian Luo's search room was extremely fast. It was not difficult for him to pick up the 9mm bullet he encountered and then gather it to a place to throw it away.

But... why did Tian Luo do this?

You can't just want him to ask for supplies, right?

This self-indulgent idea only emerged for a second and was ruthlessly cut off by Lang Yan.

Maybe, they just changed their guns and didn't need 9mm bullets?

After all, Tian Luo is not the assaulter, but the sniper.

Thinking of this, Lang Yan decisively threw away the scrl in his hand, and replaced it with an s686 shotgun that could be seen everywhere in the city and almost no one could use in the later stage.

He didn't believe that he could not pick up bullets!

A few minutes later...

Lang Yan slapped in the face...

Except for the box of bullets he received when he picked up S686, he really never saw a box of No. 12 caliber shotgun again!

Lang Yan: "..." My fucking %#@...

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Although he is just a little croaker and has almost no chance to shoot with Tian Luo, he also needs a sense of security, right?

If the bosses' sense of security comes from excellent steel gun technology, then his sense of security comes from enough bullets!

His game creed has always been: carry the most bullets and deliver the fattest express!

Even if he is a dish, he wants to be a useful genius to the enemy!

This is his last dignity!

The man in front of him not only provoked him again after he rejected him, but also tried to destroy his dignity as a novice. Can he tolerate this?

That's definitely not tolerated!

Lang Yan took a deep breath and decisively followed Tian Luo's character into the small toilet.

Tian Luo only heard a "click" sound, and the door of the small toilet was closed.

As soon as he turned his perspective, he saw Lang Yan's figure blocking the door.

After a loud electric current, he heard that the man finally opened the entire wheat.

It was still the cold and cold voice of the Royal Sister, but it no longer had the casual and casual tone of the past when teasing him.

Lang Yan was going to question him, asking him why he deliberately hid his bullet, asking him why he suddenly came to provoke him after so long, and asking him if it was fun to just hold others like this.

But he opened his mouth, but found that those hurtful words could not be said.

Maybe it's because I still like it.

So in the face of his proactive provocation, he couldn't even bear to say a harsh word to him.

The men in their Lang family have never made their lover wronged.

Lang Yan was silent for a long time before finally squeezing out an obscure sentence: "You..."

"Why don't you tell me the shortage of supplies?"

Before he could ask questions, Tian Luo interrupted first.

Before Lang Yan could answer, he had already opened his backpack, 12-caliber shotgun, painkiller, medical kit, third-level head, third-level armor...

After throwing the items all over the ground, Tian Luoke squatted to the side lovely and whispered: "Look at what you lack, take it yourself."

Lang Yan: "..." Is it okay to lack a boyfriend?

He was caught off guard by the other party's well-behaved strategy, and his anger dispersed inexplicably, leaving only his face full of at a loss.

He resisted the urge to speak slutty, silently picked up a few supplies, and escaped from the small toilet in shame.

I don’t know how long it took for Tian Luo to finally hear him muttering: “I’m not sure if you will give it to me…”

The voice was muffled and a little aggrieved.

Tian Luo's nose felt sore and his tears almost couldn't bear it.

He took a deep breath, and thought with pain and blame: When did he live so humble when he has always been glamorous and has countless fans?

It was not until after he held back his tears and his mood eased that Tian Luo said softly: "I will give it to you."

Whether in the past or in the future, as long as his Wolf Palace wants it, he will give it to it.

The atmosphere between them was so strange that even the people who were on the melons noticed something was wrong.

【Damn it, dazzle, dazzle, dazzle, dazzle, dazzle, dazzle, dazzle, dazzle, quarrel?】

【Wuwuwu Although I don’t know what happened, it sounds like a knife!】

【Wuwuwuwulang's sentence "I'm not sure if you will give it to me" sounds so heartbreaking!】
Chapter completed!