Make up games from Douluo

After waking up, Qian Renxue found herself on the roof of an old school. The sky was blue and the air was fresh. It was a rare good weather.

Bang bang bang!

Suddenly, a burst of gunshots like fried beans came from all around, awakening Qian Renxue who was still a little dazed.

"what sound?!"

Qian Renxue looked wary and looked towards the source of the sound. She quickly discovered that there were four or five people fighting on the roof.

"Hahaha, go to hell, I must be the one eating the chicken!"

"Get out! This guy has made a reservation. Get away, you bunch of losers!"

"Made, I would rather die than give in to the chicken!!"

The group of people were quarreling red-faced and started a chaotic gun battle.

Among them, a bald man held a silver-white P1911 and fired two shots in succession. The first shot hit the air, and the second shot just passed through the shoulder of a yellow-haired boy.

A bunch of blood flowers flew out, HP-30!

"You fucking!"

The yellow-haired boy's eyes were spitting fire, and he uttered curse words on the spot. This was in a game. Although he couldn't feel the pain, he was very unhappy about being plotted against.

"Go to hell!"

He picked up the S1897, which looked like a fire stick, and aimed it at the shiny head of the bald man.

Bang!

A shot to the head, the bald man fell to the ground and died!

[1 kills! 】

"Hahaha, I killed someone, it's so cool!"

After completing the first kill, the yellow-haired boy laughed excitedly, feeling extremely satisfied throughout his body.

Da-da-da-

The crimson flames flickered, and a dense row of 9mm bullets suddenly flew out from the corridor at the back, hitting the yellow-haired boy like a storm.

HP-50!

"Old Yin B, sneak attack again!"

The yellow-haired boy was immediately furious. His bloodline was already red. If he hadn't been in Level [-] A and the damage of the submachine gun was low, he would definitely be GameOver now!

boom!

He raised the S1897, turned around and fired a beautiful shot, hitting the chest of the sneak attacker at the top of the stairs. This guy was naked and had no armor. In addition, the spray damage was high, so he was killed with one shot.

[2 kills! 】

"Yoho, cool~"

This wave of counterattacks made Xiao Huangmao feel more thrilling and exciting than ever before. It was so enjoyable.

Killing two people in a row, the yellow-haired boy's confidence greatly increased. Just when he leaned down excitedly and prepared to lick the bag, a slight sound of footsteps came from not far away.

"who?!"

Since he started playing this game, the yellow-haired boy's hearing has become extremely sharp. He can clearly hear the sound of footsteps and even the sound of changing bullets.

Whoosh!

He dodged and hid behind the wall in a hurry, looking warily at the source of the footsteps.

I saw a blond young man standing quietly in the southeast corner of the roof. He had a handsome face and a noble temperament. He looked very extraordinary. However, in this game, no one cares whether you look good or not.

People are more concerned about how the equipment is!

"Lying in the tide, headless, armorless, not even a gun, hanging naked!!"

Seeing this scene, the yellow-haired boy was a little surprised. Looking at the blond young man standing alone without any weapons and equipment, he gradually became bolder and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, that naked guy over there is talking about you!"

The yellow-haired boy strode over with a sinister look on his face and scolded the blond young man arrogantly.

This blond young man is naturally Qian Renxue, who has just arrived in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. She has just arrived in this strange place, and she still doesn't understand many of the mechanisms here at all.

"Huh? Hanging naked? What do you mean, are you talking about me?"

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, feeling that this was not a good title, but she was well-educated and did not get angry because of it. Instead, she looked at Xiao Huangmao calmly.

The yellow-haired boy pointed his gun at Qian Renxue and sneered: "Kneel down and call daddy to spare your life!"

Hearing these words, Qian Renxue's face suddenly turned cold, and a murderous intent flashed across her eyes: "I think you don't want to live anymore!"

"Martial soul possessed!"

The next moment, she shouted loudly and wanted to summon the angel martial spirit, but a strange scene happened. No matter how she summoned her martial spirit, there was no movement in her body like a pool of stagnant water.

"I can't summon the martial spirit. What's going on?!" Qian Renxue was a little unbelievable.

"Hahaha, rookie, you can't use martial arts and soul power in this world. Here... let's talk with guns!"

The yellow-haired boy sneered, S1897 locked Qian Renxue's head, and said unkindly: "I'll give you one more chance, kneel down and call daddy, and I'll let you go!"

Qian Renxue raised her eyebrows, immediately jumped into the air, and jumped off the roof of the building without hesitation, preparing to look for weapons.

"Want to escape?!"

The yellow-haired boy is also a veteran player who has been on the battlefield for a long time. He reacted quickly and chased after her. S1897 shot Qian Renxue in the back.

boom!

HP-50!

Qian Renxue hugged her blood-stained shoulders and ducked into a room.

"Tch, the distance is too far, the damage reduction of the spray is too serious, it won't fall in seconds!" The yellow-haired boy gritted his teeth and chased after him.

"Damn it, what kind of place is this, and what is that weapon, a martial spirit?!"

Qian Renxue hid in an abandoned toilet, her pretty face a little gloomy. She was always confident and calm, but this time, she was really in trouble.

The martial soul is sealed and the soul power cannot be released. It seems that even the physical fitness has been greatly weakened, no different from ordinary people. Under this situation, it is difficult to fight against the yellow-haired boy with bare hands.

Weapons must be found!

arms!

Qian Renxue's eyes flashed, full of curiosity and longing for the strange weapon called "gun" used by those people. If she had a gun, she might be able to turn defeat into victory.

"Hey, this is..."

Lowering her head unconsciously, Qian Renxue was slightly startled when she happened to find a gun in the corner of the test. It was as old as a fire stick.

Kar98k!

A string of names appeared in front of Qian Renxue's eyes.

"98k? What the hell!"

Qian Renxue was confused for a while, then raised her hand to take the old gun that looked like a fire stick, and studied it curiously.

Deng Deng!Deng Deng!

"Haha, found you!"

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps, and the yellow-haired boy suddenly rushed into the toilet with a gun in his hand. When he saw Qian Renxue, he smiled excitedly as if he had found his long-cherished prey.

"Goodbye, rookie!"

The yellow-haired boy aimed at Qian Renxue, with a sneer on his lips, and was about to pull the trigger.

At this moment, Qian Renxue's cold eyes flashed with cold light, and she took the initiative and fired the old-fashioned rifle that looked like a fire stick in her hand.

Bang!

The flaming bullet shot through the void like a bolt of lightning, piercing the secondary helmet worn by the yellow-haired boy, and a stream of blood spurted out.

Aiming at 98k, one shot to the head.

The yellow-haired boy was killed on the spot!

[1 kills! 】

Touching the slightly hot 98k in her hand, Qian Renxue's confused eyes gradually became excited: "It seems to be a bit refreshing!"