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The temperature suddenly dropped today, Jiang He wore a big cotton padded jacket over his team uniform, and when he went out, he saw the flimsy fleeting years, and sighed, after all, he was old and couldn't stand the cold anymore.He got into the car right behind Liu Hou, his fingers were a little itchy, he squeezed a cigarette from his pocket, but he didn't light it.

"Brother, I'll give you some." Liu Nian leaned over and whispered.

Jiang He glanced at him: "I don't smoke."

Liu Nian let out a low voice, and sat back to his seat honestly, Jiang He called him again: "Liu Nian."

"what happened?"

"Don't wear the suit I endorsed today."

Eighteen or nineteen-year-old children's emotions were written all over their faces. Hearing what Jiang He said, Fleeting Nian's eyes dimmed, and he asked, "Why?"

"Kill's team will target you again later, that bastard Yuan Huanqian."

Although there were no disturbances, the pampering in Jiang He's tone was still sensitively captured by Fleeting Years. He turned his head away, silently distanced himself from Jiang He as if angry, and stared out the window at the scene behind him in a daze.

"Did you hear that?" Jiang He still maintained his icy tone, "Last time you stepped on more than 40 people to enter the finals, in my heart you are the top three candidates."

Fleeting Years didn't speak.

Jiang He kicked his leg, his voice became a bit cold: "Answer."

"Got it." Fleeting Nian muffled.

The final was much more grand than the preliminaries, and more spectators came to the scene than last time. The pre-match interview session also became lengthy. Yuan Huanxuan found an excuse to slip out of the lounge, and squeezed sideways into the FB lounge, just in time to meet Hua Wan The fleeting year with makeup went out, the child was full of hostility, and looked at Yuan Huanque fiercely, Yuan Huanque was not afraid of things, so he bumped into his shoulder firmly.

Jiang He was still putting on makeup, he was tired of all these troublesome things, and there would be a very boring interview session later, Jiang He sighed heavily, after being pulled for a long time to clean up, the makeup artist moved quickly, and finally put away After that, he pushed Jiang He towards the mirror.

He looked at the person in the mirror——

The few small pimples that broke out after staying up all night were covered up, the facial features were slightly modified, and the palm-sized face looked more refined, and the pair of moist pupils looked extremely calm. Embarrassment and disgust after a touch of lip color.

A little girly.

While the make-up artist turned his head to go to another place, Jiang He quickly pulled out a piece of paper and wiped off the smear on his mouth. The rough paper made his lips more red, but fortunately he was comfortable Much more normal, Jiang He glanced at himself in the glasses, and when he turned his head to talk to them, he bumped into Yuan Huan Que's eyes steadily.

Yuan Huanqian stared at Jiang He's bright red lips, his eyes dimmed, and he called him lazily:

"Crane God."

Jiang He narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "Hey, why does Huan Shen come to our small team for a stroll when he is free?"

Yuan Huan asked with a grin: "The captain arranged for me to contact the brother team to get in touch."

He picked up a bag of milk tea, put it on Jiang He's table as if asking for credit, rummaged through it to find the cup of sugar-free roasted milk he ordered for Jiang He, inserted the straw, and handed it to Jiang He.

Jiang He looked unhappy: "There is no relationship to connect with."

Yuan Huan Que was not annoyed, and kept the posture of handing the milk tea: "I won't leave if you don't drink it, I'm sticking to you."

Jiang He clicked his tongue impatiently, took the milk tea, and frowned: "Why is it hot?"

"It's too cold."

Jiang He didn't say much, his bright red lips held the straw in his mouth and slowly began to suck the milk tea. The milky brown liquid overflowed from between his lips. His face was so exquisitely repaired by the makeup artist that Yuan Huanqian even doubted the host of the meeting later. If there are not enough people to dance and show their faces, Fang can directly drag Jiang He to the front of the stage to support the scene. Just when he was in a happy mood and stared at Jiang He drinking milk tea, the annoying spirit of Fleeting Nian returned.

"Fleeing Years!" Jiang He called out to him.

Fleeting Nian came over obediently and called out: "Brother He."

Yuan Huanqu immediately rolled his eyes, "Brother He, Brother He, do you deserve to be called Brother He?"

Jiang He raised his chin: "Drinking milk tea, whoring for nothing."

Fleeting Nian glanced at Yuan Huan Que, his face full of displeasure: "I don't want to drink."

"What are you doing? Don't be angry. My brother didn't scold you. If you didn't play well in the game, just play well."

Hearing that Jiang He was still coaxing Fleeting Years patiently, Yuan Huanqian snorted unhappily: "You're still a professional player. With this mental quality, if you say a few words, you will get angry. Why are you going to play professional games?"

Fleeting Nian's face became even uglier.

Jiang He kicked Yuan Huan Que's leg unhappily: "Have you finished contacting? Are you still leaving?"

Yuan Huan Que lowered his body, moved closer to Jiang He, and asked, "Has the relationship improved?"

He got a little closer, and he purposely spoke in a low voice, Jiang He's cheeks burned, and he cursed viciously, "Hurry up and get out."

Yuan Huanxuan blinked at him, and continued to speak with his throat closed: "Brother, see you later."

Jiang He's old face was hot again, but he couldn't even swear a word, and silently took a sip of milk tea.

When the pre-match interview was scheduled for Jiang He, he had already drank the cup of milk tea that Fleeting Years had, and went to the bathroom before he went. He happened to meet Yuan Huanqi after the interview, and when he passed by, the water in his hand He wiped Yuan Huan's team jersey all over, and with Yuan Huan's resentful eyes, he went over to do the interview refreshed.

"Let's welcome Crane God ~ Crane God, let's say hello to audience friends first."

Jiang He glanced at Yuan Huan Que standing behind the camera and did not leave. He looked away and cleared his throat: "Hello everyone, I am FB Jiang He."

"Crane God got the good result of No.1 in the preliminaries, so do you have any goals for today's competition?"

This question was a bit mentally retarded, Jiang He said speechlessly: "Can I still compete for other rankings?"

The host smiled awkwardly: "Yes, many players came to participate in the competition today, including Huan Shen who was interviewed just now. We all know that Huan Shen was transferred from an assaulter to a sniper, and his overall quality is very good. Strong, will Crane God be under pressure?"

This question is somewhat sensitive. Jiang He glanced at the host and confirmed that this new face should be a newcomer. He touched his chin and looked straight at Yuan Huanqian, his eyes full of provocation: "His I taught both assault and sniping, do you think he can beat me?"

The little leopard with sharp claws is flamboyant and sexy.

Yuan Huanqian slightly hooked his lips.

This time, Fleeting Years didn't wear Jiang He's clothes. Although he was a little unhappy, he still obeyed Jiang He's words and successfully occupied the high ground position in the circle. FB's medical staff Mantian was eliminated early, Cheng Ning was also blocked on the bridge when he was shrinking, Jiang He touched the room to recover, he just grabbed a wave of airdrops, he was fat to death, but there were very few first aid kits .

Suddenly there were a few footsteps outside the house, Jiang He stopped, swiped his field of vision to confirm the enemy's position, and then lay down in the small house. He didn't know which team's idiot it was, and rushed directly into the small house. Realizing that there was someone inside, when he ran into Jiang He, he didn't react at all, and was swept to death by Jiang He's AK.

[FB-jiang kills kill-xu with an AKM assault rifle]

Jiang He twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a sneer, it turned out to be that idiot Gu Xu.

Gu Xu treated the occupational disease in his hand, and he carried a lot of first aid kits in his bag, which happened to make Jiang He very fat and bulging, so Jiang He groped into the circle.

The position of his jump is very safe, and he didn't meet too many people. The public screen kept sending the kill announcements of Liu Nian and Yuan Huan Que. They seemed to be in a battle. You and me, who didn't keep up It is necessary to double kill to make up for it.

Jiang He muttered "childish", now there are only six people left, and there will be bonuses for the top three in the competition, but most of them will go to No.1.

This circle is very narrow, it's right by the river, but the next wave is still opposite Jiang He, so it's a little bit hanging.Jiang He lay on the roof, shot and killed five young men standing in the opposite river.

Yuan Huan Que, who came from across the river, killed two in a row, and now only Jiang He, Yuan Huan Que, and Liu Nian were left on the field.

"Wow, at this position on the field, let's see who can break the deadlock first."

"I feel that the position of Fleeting Nian is not safe, but just now Huan Shen let out gunshots, and Fleeting Nian and Crane God both know where he is. Could it be possible to stage the dramatic scene of encircling and suppressing Fleeting Nian during the preliminary round?"

"Not necessarily. It might be better between the two of them who has a tacit understanding with the Crane God."

"Huan Shen walked around the position? Oh my God, he saw Fleeting Years, and Fleeting Years was still aiming, why is he still looking for someone there? He has already circled behind you! Hearing footsteps, my God, I have to change the gun. I'm going to die."

"No chance, Huan Shen shot too fast."

"Fuck!" Fleeting Nian slammed on the keyboard and swears angrily.

Jiang He looked at Yuan Huan Que's kill notice for killing Fleeting Years, with a gloomy expression on his face. He changed his gun to aim at the sniper rifle after the gunshot just rang out. He was carrying the best awm, and Yuan Huan Que held It is also the best M24. This 1v1 game couldn't be more fair.

But the circle can't give absolute fairness. When the circle was on the opposite side, Jiang He cursed in a low voice. After drinking a bottle of drink, he threw two smoke bombs on the bridge, and then quickly jumped into the smoke. Yuan Huan Que swept a round of bullets into the smoke, leaving more than 20 rounds to aim at the end of the smoke. When Jiang He came out, he was hit halfway by the shuttle again, and quickly rolled behind a stone. Both his third-level head and third-level armor were shot. It exploded, and the blood was very residual.

Before he had time to spray the medicine, he heard footsteps approaching.

Yuan Huanxuan was very oppressive when he first shot. He was not in good condition and couldn't move his position, so he had to fight to the death.

Jiang He changed a gun and removed the hologram. When Yuan Huan Que showed his feet, he swiped the shuttle suddenly. He lost half a tube of blood. He packed a bag, he didn't have time to drink, the circle had shrunk to a very small size, except for this stone, there was only a piece of grass, and it was not easy to hide. Jiang He threw a cigarette, but he didn't get it out, he stayed where he was After waiting for a while, until Yuan Huanqu showed his footsteps, the game was so exciting that the commentators had no time to predict it, and the audience in the audience was even more nervous.

Jiang He licked his lower lip, rubbed the mouse lightly with his thumb, and then shot the bullet decisively towards the position touched, green blood spilled out, and the next second, the chicken eating interface popped up.

"Good luck, let's have chicken tonight."

Jiang He quietly breathed a sigh of relief.