Chapter 111: : Hey, your Red Bull

Chapter 111: Hey, your Red Bull
Halfway through, the man seemed to have discovered something suddenly.
"You are a real person. You don't say half of what you say every time. For patients with advanced obsessive-compulsive disorder like me, you can hardly see that others are half talking.
"No, do you think that our number seems to be a bit wrong~"
The little brother in the little yellow clothes glanced and said, "1,2,3,4. There are exactly four people, no problem!"
"Yes, howl, maybe I was worrying too much."
The other four shrugged and focused on the smoke that was about to dissipate on the opposite side.
"Damn! I forgot to count myself!"
After a long time of trouble, this talent reacted with hindsight. When he just ordered someone, he forgot to count himself.
If he adds himself, their team will become five people!
To be honest, only this IQ can know to turn on the computer and enter the PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds game. Ye Gucheng really felt that it was not easy for them.
So Ye Gucheng couldn't bear to start, to solve the four of them.
Bang bang bang...
But fighting is fighting. If Ye Gucheng doesn't shoot, the fallen person will become him.
So Ye Gucheng finally detained the class before the opponent shot.
In addition, the rapidly expanding M416 equipped with 40 rounds of bullets, Ye Gucheng shuttled down, hitting the ground three and a half.
Just when Ye Gucheng switched to the P92 pistol and was about to deal with the opponent's last person, that brother actually dropped the gun on his hand...
"Have mercy! I am the hope of our village. How many villagers have used the hard-earned money that they have accumulated for several years, just to let me come to an Internet cafe hundreds of kilometers away to eat a chicken, watching the chicken has been touched, hero you Just do it, let me live a little longer and touch my chicken thighs!"
The tearful begging for mercy made Ye Gucheng a little unbearable to shoot.
Seeing Ye Gucheng's heart softened, the other four immediately threw down all their weapons, showing their sincerity.
"What's the situation?" Zhou Weiwei, who rushed in, looked at the equipment on the ground and said disgustingly: "Why are they littering?"
garbage? Rubbish?
The other four nearly sprayed blood on the computer screen.
They searched hard for most of the game before they gathered their equipment.
However, Zhou Weiwei said it was rubbish.
However, looking closely at the luxurious equipment on Ye Gucheng and the four of them, the other party suddenly felt that what Zhou Weiwei said was correct.
It's just that the cute girl with a sweet voice, speaking is a bit too hurt.
"Brother Xiaoye, let's solve them quickly." Zhao Min reminded: "The poison ring is coming right away. We don't have much time to spend with them slowly."
Ye Gucheng nodded, and just when he was about to shoot and close the head, the brother who had not yet got down yelled again.
"Little Prince? You are Ye Shen!!"
"He is the little prince?!" A brother who was lying on the ground immediately climbed over and exclaimed excitedly: "Fan, I am your idol!"
...
"Shut up, you say something wrong every time you get excited." The standing brother apologized: "Yeshen, we are really your fans. We even set up a support club for you, called ' Ye God Fan Group'!"
This is not the first time Ye Gucheng has heard this. Every time someone is recognized, the other party will pretend to be his own fan and beg Ye Gucheng to spare him.
Zhou Weiwei picked up her mobile phone and searched on QQ. Not to mention, she found the group that the other party said.
"Little Ye Zi, they seem to be your fans, and is the person you just knocked down called'Yeshen's Little Girl'?" Zhou Weiwei asked.
Ye Gucheng was taken aback, but he really didn't notice the name of the person he had just defeated.
But Chu Shihan said very positively: "Yes, I remember it very clearly. Just now I was wondering if this person will be a fan of Gucheng."
Zhou Weiwei handed the phone to Ye Gucheng, which showed the members of this QQ group.
The group leader at the top is called "Yeshen's Little Mimei".
Really a fan of his own, Ye Gucheng immediately put the gun away.
After all, the idol’s burden is on his back, Ye Gucheng can’t pull the trigger on his fans...
With Ye Gucheng's permission, the standing brother immediately helped the other three people up. Then he wanted to take a photo with Ye Gucheng, so he could show off in the group.
When the other party was beating blood, Zhao Min asked curiously: "Brother, why do you have such a name?"
The other party was stunned, and replied: "Because I am a sister-in-law, why, can't you tell me?"
Not only Zhao Min, but Ye Gucheng and the three of them were dumbfounded.
This rough voice is more than Ye Gucheng and Zhao Min.
"Don't make trouble with brothers~" Zhao Min laughed loudly: "If you are a sister, I will definitely take you home as a wife!"
"Really?!"
The trembling voice of the other party caused Zhao Min to tremble suddenly.
"Brother, I feel you are in trouble..."
Ye Gucheng listened carefully, and immediately heard that in the rough voice of Ye Shen Xiao Mimei, she could barely perceive the existence of a woman's attributes.
Zhao Min suddenly wanted to die. With such a thick voice, a real person looked like a flower and still like a flower.
"Well, you go quickly, it's dangerous here." Zhao Min interrupted, "Let's see you in the finals."
The poison ring had arrived, and the other party immediately picked up the equipment dropped on the ground and prepared to leave.
After all, Ye Gucheng and them are not as boring as the Red Army, and they like to huddle and beat others.
Moreover, the competition in the game will not affect the worship of Ye Gucheng by the little fans of Ye God.
If Ye Gucheng was as boring as the Red Army, and they were anxious that they would besiege others together, they would look down on Ye Gucheng instead.
"It just happens that we have a lot of supplies, so let's give you some medicine."
The idol’s burden was too heavy, and Ye Gucheng subconsciously distributed all his medicines to the fans.
"Thank Ye Shen!"
"Idol, we will definitely advance to the finals, and then fight you fairly!"
...
Ye Shen Xiao Mimei and others walked back three steps, full of dissatisfaction with Ye Gucheng.
It's hard to meet an idol in the game. This is how lucky it can happen.
When Zhao Min saw that the other party had missed a bottle of Red Bull but hadn't picked it up, he immediately shouted: "Hey, your Red Bull!"
Little Mimei Ye Shen turned her head and smiled "Charming": "It's your Red Bull~"
Looking at the back of Ye Shen Xiao Mimei leaving, Zhao Min knew that something was going on, and it was still a big deal.
"Don't be discouraged~" Zhou Weiwei comforted: "Maybe the other party is a 36D busty!"
Chu Shihan glared at Zhou Weiwei, after all, there was more than one boy in Ye Gucheng.
"Yes, 36D chest, 360D waist, 3600D ass..."
Zhao Min really wanted to lick himself a few big mouths, why would he talk nonsense if there is nothing wrong with it, now it's all right, he has provoke a Tyrannosaurus.
After taking some medicine from Zhao Min and the others, Ye Gucheng hurriedly took everyone to the staff dormitory.
Otherwise, this wave of poisonous circles will come and be entangled by other teams, it will really be cold.
"Playing local tyrants, every day you know to eat mine, drink mine, use mine..."
Zhou Weiwei talked about it all the way, obviously worried about Ye Gucheng's taking her two big medicine bags and four bottles of Red Bull.
Negative sentiment scores from Xiaodaidai want to eat chicken: +20, +20, +20...
"Damn! How much this little girl hates me."
Ye Gucheng was suddenly a little scared. When he fell asleep one day, Zhou Weiwei, who had accumulated resentment for a long time, would slap himself with a knife...
"hurry up!"
While rushing the road, Bai Xiaojun sneaked a glance at the phone screen under his elbow, eagerly hoping that he could reach the safe area before Ye Gucheng.
So he can implement his plan...