And as soon as he opened his mouth, he could retreat ten kilometers, "The handsome guy on the opposite side forced me to beg you, let the child go. I was hung on the tower at the beginning. I was finally rescued, but the gun was not warm. Everyone spent ninety-eight to play games. You can't let me keep watching, right?"

The handsome pussy on the opposite side was not impressed, but instead gave him another headshot.

Ji Shaoyi: "..." OK, I understand.

Everyone also spent ninety-eight. The guy opposite was playing "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds: Battle of the Gods", Lang Qiao played "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds: The Road to Zhuxian", ordinary people played "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds: Battle Royale", and he played "PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds: Kneeling on the Ground and Begging for Mercy".

He, Mr. Ji, really doesn't believe this evil today!

After the failed sale, Mr. Ji thought about it and made another plan: "Yeying Yingying Yingying, is the handsome guy on the opposite side forced you to lack a little brother? It's better to form a group? I can be your mobile level 4 package, the search speed is first-class, and the 98K eight times mirror is handed in. He has a great consciousness, can pull fuel, and he will find a way out for life. He has no heads. He has many experiences in killing chickens. He begged the great god to take me to eat chicken!"

The handsome man on the other side refused his team application, and after Lang Qiao pulled him up, he shot him again.

"Fuck!" Ji Shaoyi went completely crazy.

"Or we are idle, so why don't we come and play a game?" He was so eager to survive and continued to suggest: "I throw oil to my side, and we shoot one by one. If I blow it up, let us go, what if you blow it up?"

The other party rejected his application for game and shot him again.

"We are now salted fish on the chopping board, are you still trying to make the conditions?" Lang Qiao complained and pulled him up again with a numb look on his face.

Ji Shaoyi collapsed: "If it really doesn't work, I'll give my teammates to you to play with..."

As soon as these words were said, he was knocked down again in an instant, but the public screen showed...

【You were tempted by Lang's temptation to use Kar98k to knock it down】

Lang Qiao squatted beside him, his gun pressed against his head, and his voice was filled with nuclear goodness: "Who will send him over to play?"

Mr. Ji had no doubts. As long as he dared to say something more slutty, he would not have to use the opposite lie to attack him. His brother could shoot him back with one shot, and then carry the 98K to fight the opposite lie to fight.

You can't afford to offend.

"Send me there!" Ji Shao changed his words in an instant, and at the same time he said to Lang Qiao affectionately with the dark face that was so blind, "As long as they are willing to let you go, I will be hostages and be played with by them. What's the matter?"

In the idea that being idle is not as good as acting, Ji Shaoyi put the song "Deep Love" for himself as a BGM, and then said affectionately: "Brother Lang, go, don't worry about me anymore. As long as you can get happiness, what's the matter if I die? What I lost is my humble life, and what's the chance to eat chicken!"

"Brother Lang! Go! Go quickly!"

Lang Qiao: "..." I'll watch you act quietly.jpg

"Do you think I'm staying here to accompany you?" She sneered, interrupting his fantasy without mercy: "No, you're wrong."

As she spoke, her body moved. The next second, the other party's bullet penetrated through the cement wall and hit her accurately. Through the wall, locked people and knocked her down, and one shot shot to kill a lot of her blood.

This is the other party’s warning.

If he doesn't hit her, it doesn't mean she can leave.

They were trapped behind the wall like lambs to be slaughtered, and the other party did not treat the prisoners preferentially.

After being knocked down for more than ten times in a row, Ji Shaoyi gave up and struggled completely. While lying on the ground as a salted fish, he acted with a sad expression: "What should I do? I am still young and don't want to die. I haven't even had a relationship. I have been raising Jiujiu and Guagua for so long and haven't tasted it yet. I have not handed over the three thousand-word review I promised Lao Cheng, and the dishes from QQ Farm have not been collected yet..."

Lang Qiao: "..." You have a lot of plays.

He summed up a lot of things to himself, and finally turned his head and looked at her, "The most important thing is that I don't know your name yet."

Lang Qiao was stunned by his question, and the strange feeling in his heart surged up unexpectedly. He didn't know when his ears started to heat up, and it became hotter and hotter.

If you use the fashionable trendsetter Gu Congxin to describe her feelings at this moment, it might be... the heart plays mahjong.

Amid the sound of playing mahjong in the heart, Lang Qiao cleared his throat calmly and whispered: "Lang Qiao."

"Hmm?" Mr. Ji tilted his head to the other side and looked at her with confusion.

Lang Qiao had to louder his voice and said, "My name is Lang Qiao, Qiao Mu's Qiao."

But the other party seemed to have heard some joke and laughed out loud.

The laughter was very low when it reached her ears. Her whole face quickly turned red and she pretended to be fierce, "Why are you laughing at?"

Ji Shaoyi barely stopped laughing, but his shoulders were still shivering, and his voice was a little trembling: "Brother Lang, your name... is a bit interesting."

Lang Qiao: "???" What the hell is it?

As a literary boy who loves literature, works as a main business, writes side jobs and has published his representative work "The Self-cultivation of Handsome Boys", Ji Shaoyi's only hobby that can show off is reading.

So he pretended to be 13 in a literary way: "In the word "Shuowen Jie", Qiao means high and curved, and you..."

He paused with some meaning, and then began to laugh again: "Do you understand what I mean?"

Lang Qiao: "..." OK, I understand.

Joe means tall and curved, and she...short and straight.

In an instant, the mahjong table in Lang Qiao's heart ended.

The more she looks at Ji Shaoyi, the more she looks like mahjong!

After finishing the smile, Mr. Ji did not forget to tut his mouth and commented without any desire to survive: "It's really as his name."

The next second, his soft girl moaned again in pain, and her blood volume dropped down.

Lang, short and straight, Joe didn't know when he cut the gun into a pan, and knocked it at his head, and asked, "As long as he is, huh?"

While crawling all over the ground, Ji Shaoyi begged for mercy humbly: "Brother Lang, I'm wrong, can't I beg you?"

Lang Qiao was like a cat playing with prey. After knocking him into blood for a few pots, he quietly pulled him up, making him not want to survive or die.
Chapter completed!