The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 110 Can I touch your trophy? (sixteen)
The opponent was speechless. Many players in the low-end rounds were not familiar with the map, and some used their skills for entertainment. The main purpose was not to win like in the high-end rounds.There are those who play a game for more than ten minutes. If you meet someone who is good at playing, you may slip away for a long time. The game is over in less than 5 minutes, and the opponent still has the face to brag that he has slipped for a long time.

Oh, Cen Mu sneered.

Both hands were typing on the keyboard quickly: [I don't blame you, your position is not good, you just hit your face, right?

But in the final analysis, it is still food!
Why are you so good! 】

Not to be outdone, the opponent proposed to compete with Cen Mu after Cen Mu's repeated taunts.

The opposite happened to be Sihei, and the four of them were a little angry at being ridiculed by Cen Mu.But they were wronged when they lost, and they couldn't say that they couldn't beat Cen Mu, so they wanted to fight another game to turn around.

Cen Mu is also on top at this time. In fact, at the current level, his skills in playing humans are much better than those in butchers. If the opponent cooperates well, he may not win.

But in this case, Cen Mu could only agree.

And, only win.

Gu Shi stood up behind him, said, "Call well." Then he took out his phone and went out.

As soon as Gu Shi went out, Cen Mu relaxed a lot. After calming down, he took up the challenge.

Cai Biduo on the opposite side also agreed, and then said: [Wait for me to change to a large size]

Cen Mu snorted coldly, do you still need a large and small size for customization?Isn't it enough to add a full skill point?
Cen Mu was too lazy to communicate with the other party, and after saying "yes", he casually added one of them as a friend, and then pulled into the customization, waiting for others to join.

During the period, Cen Mu's leader "Wu Yan" entered the live broadcast room and gave many gifts.

Soon, Caibido was also drawn into the custom by their teammates, and then began to play his tuba. He was once in the top [-] of the national server.

Cen Mu didn't bother to look at it, and made preparations after choosing the skills.

The barrage in the live broadcast room is also full of embarrassment, because Cen Mu used to be stupid, his old fans are all technical fans, and before Cen Mu has been playing human beings, not bragging, Cen Mu can be said to be the oldest group of people Emperor.

The top [-] in the national server is also ashamed to brag in front of Cen Mu.

Heh, when Cen Mu was playing with humans, he was able to enter the top [-] every day by playing games occasionally, and many times he didn't play in the noon ranking because he overslept.

Some people are complacent when they really have some achievements, and think of themselves very high, but they don't know that there are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.

Those who don't know how to restrain themselves will have someone to deal with them.

When the game started, Cen Mu entered the state, and many gifts were swiped up, but he didn't look at them.But most of the fans can understand, anyway, he never "never" thanked before.

Now that I occasionally speak, the old fans who watch the live broadcast are really not used to it.

At the beginning, Cen Mu picked up two propellers, and after going around the map, he went straight to a philanthropist—fear and awe!
Nice!

The bullet screen was full of applause, the gifts have never been broken, and the silent boss has been sending "eat melon" gifts.

Hanging the philanthropist on a chair, Cen Mu didn't collect the corpse, and went directly outside the range, so that his golden eye skill would appear. If he was lucky, he could hack him to death directly to save others.

Soon an air force came to rescue, and Cen Mu went there with a knife - the air force fell to the ground!

Ou Huang cut!
Cen Mu has played the butcher for so many days, and he has never had a golden eye cut.

The opposite is indeed a person condemned by heaven, even God can't stand it!
At this time, there are still four motors left, two of which have fallen down, and the philanthropist's blood is more than half.

　【Thank you Shuangmu Feilin for your reward, Boboji】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)