If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

Enter a new game, turn on Whole Wheat, and listen to a group of people who are selling hooks and flirting with girls in Quality Square, and some people are shouting:

"See you in the boxing gym, brothers. Don't pick up guns. A real man speaks with his fists."

Immediately, everyone shouted in the barrage: "Yiyi, let him know who is the real underground boxing champion!"

When the plane flew over Picardo, it was almost visible to the naked eye that a bunch of people dropped off like dumplings, and all of them headed for the boxing gym.

Song Ningyi dropped her umbrella, turned on the whole wheat, and heard that it was lively like a new year. Looking down from the top floor, she saw about a dozen people gathered in the arena, making gestures one by one.

One of the macho men in a black coat made the scalp tingle, and the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and almost no one could get out of his hands alive.

And Song Ningyi, without making a sound, crawled all the way like a thief, picking up guns and equipment around the auditorium on the ring.

"Is there any younger brother? My elder brother's fist is so hungry and thirsty!" The hunk in black was still provocative.

Song Ningyi picked up the 98K, installed the quadruple mirror, quietly moved over on the ground, adjusted the field of view, and went straight to the soul.

"Damn it, didn't you say you're not allowed to pick up guns!" The hunk lay on the ground and yelled at Song Ningyi, "Aren't you a man!"

Song Ningyi turned on the voice changer, and coquettishly said in that sweet and soft loli voice: "But she is a girl~"

The hunk in black: "Impossible, I don't believe it, girls now call themselves Lao Tzu."

[Yiyi's little wife]: "Come on, come on, Yimei's shameless ultimate secret killing."

Song Ningyi changed the magazine and aimed at the black-clothed hunk's head: "Brother, why do you say that, I hate it~"

After finishing speaking, a gunshot rang out, and the world returned to peace again.

In this game, how to win is not important, the most important thing is to win.

At this time Song Ningyi VS Black got the number of votes——12200:63909

There are 15 minutes left before the end of the PK.

Chu Qiao looked at the vastly different numbers of votes on the screen, and unconsciously clenched her ten fingers.

He wanted to get up and find a place where no one was around to operate in the dark, but as soon as he stood up, he would be captured by Song Ningyi's camera, so he couldn't explain it even if he had a hundred mouths.

Song Ningyi closed the microphone, turned off the camera, turned to Chu Qiao and said, "How long has Black been playing this game?"

To tell the truth, Chu Qiao didn't know.

But if you say "I don't know", you will inevitably get cute eyes.

"One, one month?" After a while, he hesitated to make up things.

a month?Song Ningyi was stunned. He had to know that he was a semi-professional player who had participated in the PUBG Global Finals, so he could barely make it to this level. How could a Mengxin who had been playing for a month be so capable?45 kills in a single round?

Song Ningyi quietly moved her hand to the bottom of the table, opened the Sanzhi APP on her phone, and entered Black's live broadcast room.

He is now holding two guns, an AWM and an AKM, but it is difficult to determine whether this kind of equipment is a novice or a real master. Leaving aside the well-known AWM, it is not Mengxin who runs to the end with an AKM on his back. It is the great god.

Suddenly a black brother who was running poison appeared on the screen. The brother moved very well, like a snake's skin. Black ran poison behind the black man, and immediately took out the AKM when he saw someone, and aimed at the mirror——

There was a chug, and the black brother was bleeding red.

Song Ningyi's mother wants to look up to the sky and laugh, AKM has no recoil at all with the quadruple mirror?What about trouble?

The fans were having fun watching, but suddenly found that there was no movement from Song Ningyi's side.

[Yiyi's Girlfriend Fan]: "What's wrong with Yizhuo? Why doesn't it move? Is there something wrong with the equipment?"

[Brother Vitality Frog]: "Call Yiyi? I offer you the tickets with both hands."

Song Ningyi turned on the microphone and cleared her throat: "I'm sorry everyone, I just wanted to confirm something, the equipment is fine."

【Teacher Ma】: "What happened?"

But Song Ningyi was not in a hurry to answer, he was still waiting, waiting for a more suitable time.

Sure enough, the fans of the Black family opposite seemed to be flies, following the smell and coming.

[Heige Tao Taozi]: "Tell me, is it because the nearly one to six votes scare you, and you start to think about some people's attention?"

[Xue'er]: "Don't struggle, there are 10 minutes left, you won't be waiting for a Pluto heart, it's a pity this time it's a voting system, not a gift quantity system~"

A large number of fans of the B family poured into the live broadcast room, taunting and attacking everything. After all, in their eyes, Song Ningyi's complete defeat was a certainty.

As long as he is stepped down by the second in the list, according to the unwritten rules, he will lose the qualification to compete with the top one in the list.

Since the lonely and wild ghosts in the world have come to the underworld, they should honestly find a muddy nest, and it would be wrong for a disgusting ghost to come out.

Song Ningyi still didn't speak, and continued to watch Black on his mobile phone, his eyes moving back and forth on his camera output and hand movements.

Looking at his almost motionless hands, he was even more sure now.

The fans on the opposite side were still stinking. Originally, Song Ningyi's fans didn't want to argue with them, but seeing that they were going to ride up to Song Ningyi's neck step by step——

[Yiyi's Girlfriend Fan]: "Ignoring you is still exciting, isn't it! Get out!"

[System prompt]: "Super popular anchor Yishi Qingqiu has entered the live broadcast room, welcome~"

[One World Qingqiu]: "There was such a big battle as soon as I came in, what did I miss?"

But in the face of fans' request to silence, Song Ningyi still stood still.

I'm afraid that if they don't say anything, just say a few more words to contribute to the master's punishment decision, right?

At this time, a countdown number appeared on the screen:

There are still ten seconds before the end of the PK, so the hosts please work harder!

Chu Qiao stood up suddenly and dragged the pony pony with a "creak".

Song Ningyi was startled, and took advantage of the situation to look back.

Seeing Chu Qiao frowning tightly, her long legs were eager to try, as if she wanted to do something.

Song Ningyi figured out what Chu Qiao wanted to do with his trouser belt. It was nothing more than finding a way to contact Pluto, whispering in his ears as a lover, and letting him operate in secret in this unfair PK.

If you want to ask how much money Chu Qiao bet in the VS bet, in all fairness, none of it, but she bet all of her sincerity.

"Sit down." Song Ningyi's voice was rare and indifferent.

In any case, regardless of whether the outcome is a win or a loss, it is his last bottom line to prevent Chu Qiao from having any relationship with Pluto.

Chu Qiao frowned slightly, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised.

His lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were dark.

Song Ningyi didn't want to do some tricks secretly to turn the tide in the last ten seconds. Or, for him, even if he lost the PK, it didn't matter if he handed himself over to others.

This is his sincerity?