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It was the first time he played a PCL level training match, and he was knocked down the stairs at the beginning. Ji Yang stared expressionlessly at Wen Zhili who came to save him on the screen, and squeezed the mouse tightly.

The first moment he saw the gun picked up by the opposite side, he turned around and jumped off the building, but he didn't expect to achieve the achievement of being shot in the air, so he knelt on the ground as usual.

King JJ King Jiji, who was shot dead by Jing Muye, turned on all the microphones and yelled, "Fuck, I haven't realized it yet? This is Ji Yang, right? Ji Yang and your team have started training?"

Jing Muye jumped down from the top of the building and threw a medicine bag to Ji Yang, and responded, "Shut up when you die."

"Ah, ah, no, no, no, can't I say a few words of grievance after I was beaten to death by you?"

With that said, Jiji greeted the people in her team: "Huzi, avenge your brother!"

After saying this, Jiji should have turned off the microphone, and the world quieted down. Ji Yang went upstairs and found a small room to spray medicine. There were many and dense footsteps around, and the sound of gunfire sounded like firecrackers during the New Year.

He took half of the medicine, and a dark head suddenly poked out from the door of the room. The opposite side obviously didn't expect that there could be someone squatting behind the container on the first floor, and it was just a process to come in.

Ji Yang reflexively canceled the shot and took the gun, and was startled when he saw the figure running past him.

The two of them couldn't tell who was more frightened, Ji Yang was forced to yell, "Fuck!"

There was a gunshot, and Ji Yang, who hadn't started fighting, knelt down again, while the other side was still jumping on the spot, but Jian Yangyang, who happened to come down from upstairs, picked him up from behind his buttocks.

Another one died on the opposite side.

Hero's Tiger turned on the mic violently: "Who the hell is squatting here to steal someone? I'm scared to death!"

You are the fucking stealer.

Ji Yang knelt on the ground silently, Jian Yangyang was laughing like crazy, there are many holes in this building, to avoid accidents, he sealed a cigarette to help people, and said happily: "Brother Yang, are you Tang monk meat, you specialize in fishing Hero!"

This time Ji Yang squatted in the cigarette to spray medicine, which was much safer, but outside, Wen Zhili cooperated with Jing Muye to clean up the C building.

The initial chaotic gunfire slowly quieted down with the crazily refreshed kill announcements. Ji Yang felt irritable for the first time as he licked the M762 with only a dozen bullets left in the Tiger box.

The voice conversation in the headset continues.

Wen Zhili: "After the police station and Dachang fight, the rest should be LYB."

Jing Muye: "Well, there are 3 left in LYB, notice that there is one Hero that hasn't seen yet."

Jian Yangyang interrupted: "Do you want to do LYB?"

Jing Muye: "Don't fight, Hero hasn't been cleaned up. Is Port N gone?"

Wen Zhili: "There is a team."

Just after finishing the first circle, Jing Muye said simply, "Find a car and go to block the bridge."

Wen Zhili quickly found a jeep, Jian Yangyang got into the car, and the car stopped beside Jing Muye, Jing Muye was silent for a while: "You guys go first, I still have a motorcycle here."

Wen Zhili glanced at the map, Ji Yang was a little behind and was running over from a distance.

He smiled knowingly: "Got it."

The jeep's voice faded away, and Ji Yang paused holding the S1897 in his hand.

The next moment, the roar of the motorcycle sounded, and in the interface, Moon drifted and stopped in front of him.

Jing Muye glanced at Aspen, a first-level head, a second-level armor, a gun and a rifle.

The kid didn't get used to the training match with them for the first time. He knelt twice at the beginning, and the rhythm dropped a bit fiercely.

Jing Muye didn't say anything else, and simply said, "Get in the car, I'll take you to search for some supplies."

Ji Yang responded dryly: "Oh."

Tapping F, Aspen sat on the back seat of the car with his arms around Moon's waist. The motorcycle flew up, and the scenery on both sides quickly retreated. Ji Yang was distracted for a moment, and Jing Muye asked, "Why didn't you take the M416 just now?"

Although the airport has a lot of supplies, so many people have jumped, their range of activities is limited, and the fight consumes a lot of money. In the end, they won't be too rich.

But Jing Muye still remembered that they had counted a wave of supplies after the fight, and there were a handful of M416s at that time.

Before Ji Yang could answer, Wen Zhili said "Hey": "I took it. I had a Mini in my hand at the time, and I changed it to an M416. Didn't Ji Yang have a gun? Why didn't you tell me?"

Wen Zhili's answer made Ji Yang feel a little hot, "It's okay, Brother Li, you can take it. I have the M762."

Jing Muye parked the car in the housing area and asked Ji Yang to get out of the car to search. His tone became colder: "Do you have 762 bullets? I have cleared all the boxes. 762 consumes the most, and I only have 60 rounds left."

In fact, Ji Yang, who only picked up a dozen bullets in the Tiger box, fell silent immediately.

Fortunately, Jing Muye didn't say anything more about this issue. After searching the wild area, Ji Yang changed to a Mini and picked out some 762 bullets from various revolvers. At least he was able to fight.

They delayed for some time, and when they rushed to meet Wen Zhili, the people from Port N had already come out to rush the bridge.

The two of them didn't have enough firepower, and Jian Yangyang couldn't keep the other side behind after sweeping a round of bullets at the bridge head. When the four of them assembled, the remaining LYB team at the airport rushed to the bridge at this time.

The timing was too coincidental, the team from Port N ran away, and the bridge deck was no longer safe. Jing Muye was going to tell people to leave, but he didn't expect LYB to seize this opportunity to rush over the bridge.

With the arrow on the line, Jing Muye didn't even bother to pay attention to the N Port team, and turned around to start a fight with LYB.

Gunshots had been heard on the opposite side before, and it was not easy for TP to take this one after being well prepared.

Four hit three, Wen Zhili also knelt on the ground at the same time as the opponent died.

The blood volume of several people is not healthy, Jing Muye Jiyang sprays medicine, and Jian Yanyang seals the smoke.

As a result, another gunshot rang out from behind. Jian Yangyang was caught off guard and fell to his knees with only half a tube of health left. Jing Muye said in a deep voice, "The team from Port N didn't leave. It's KA, direction 143."

The situation became 4 vs 2, and Jing Muye continued to seal the smoke.

Ji Yang's Mini crosshairs were already placed on the head of the opposite side, and Wen Zhili's blood bar was about to bottom out when he swiped to the left. He hesitated for a moment, and chose to draw the gun first to save Wen Zhili.

Unexpectedly, during the time of Feng Yan's kung fu, someone was riding on the opposite side. Ji Yang watched a thunder fly over, and he had no time to hide, and was directly blown down.

Ji Yang was stunned, and Jian Yangyang called out: "Captain! Left!"

Two people approached from a close point, Jing Muye used the smoke bunker to fight 2 to 1, kneeling on the opposite side, Jian Yangyang yelled louder than anyone else: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the captain is amazing!"

The remaining two people in KA were recruiting people at Gaopo. Jian Yangyang and Ji Yang were both killed. Jing Muye squatted behind the container and took drugs. His tone was extremely calm: "Ji Yang, what were you doing just now?"

After Ji Yang's character died, he jumped to the perspective of his teammates. He watched Moon's smooth operation, his heart was beating fast, and he said directly: "My fault."

The opposite side is full of braids, so close, he should put the gun to death first, and then try to save others.

Wen Zhili also said, "Don't blame him, he just wants to save me."

Jing Muye didn't speak any more.

KA hit high and low, and the remaining two held Jing Muye firmly on the bridge, cutting off his head when he exposed it, and finally the vicious circle came over, Jing Muye couldn't get over it, so he just let himself go.

At the beginning of the game, the airport had a big advantage and was sent out in the second lap. Xu Wei's face was terribly ugly.

But this is just the beginning.

For the whole day, TP's condition was not able to get up, and the results were very dismal.

Ji Yang, who ruled the field in the past, joined the first team. Not only did he fail to show his due strength, but he became the unlucky ghost of the whole team. He was killed by Lao Yin, hit by a car, and fed thunder , all in all, playing very aggrieved, has been cannon fodder.

When all the training games were over and the TP ranking was at the bottom, Xu Wei scolded several people bloody during the replay, followed by picking out one by one mistakes, and knocked over the notebooks in his hand one by one. When it was Ji Yang's turn, Xu Wei was in Jing Muye His hands trembled under the wind in his eyes, but he couldn't knock it down.

Xu Wei's expression was still serious, but he felt sorry for his experience during this time, so he sighed and said, "What's the matter with you, kid, you've got all the crap out of it!"

Jian Yangyang covered her head and said in a low voice: "This is called being proud in love and being frustrated in the game... Aww!"

Xu Wei: "You're still poor!"

Ji Yang put down the earphones around his neck, but he didn't accept Xu Wei's "good intentions". He shook his head and said, "Coach, it's my problem. I'm not in the right state today, and I made many mistakes."

Xu Wei frowned and looked at him, but chose to appease him: "It's okay, it's the first run-in today, it's normal if there are problems, and I'll make adjustments tomorrow."

By the time Xu Wei finished the replay and released people, the hour hand had already pointed to 12 o'clock.

Seeing that Ji Yang hadn't replied to his message after taking a shower, Jing Muye grabbed a towel and wiped his hair casually, then ran to the next door to knock on the door.

"Dong Dong" twice, no one answered.

Jing Muye turned the doorknob, but the door was unlocked, but after he went in and turned around, there was no one inside.

He searched all over the fourth floor, and finally caught the smoking teenager in the stairwell.

The lights in the stairwell were dim, and the stairs were facing the window, and there was a deep night outside.

The orange fire was burning silently, and the lemon aroma in the air was so light that it could hardly be smelled.

"When did you learn to smoke?"

Without further ado, Jing Muye snatched the half cigarette from the boy's lips, put it in his mouth and took a puff.

Ji Yang turned his head sideways, watching Jing Muye's movements in astonishment.

The filter Jing Muye was biting had been held between his lips a few seconds ago, the double visual and psychological stimulation made Ji Yang feel a little shuddering.

Jing Muye sat down and covered himself with steam. He moved close to Ji Yang's face and said in a low voice, "You smoke pretty strong."

Ji Yang's eyes fell on the cigarette.

The Adam's apple rolled for a moment, Ji Yang forced himself to bow his head, and called out, "Brother Ye."

"You haven't said yet, when did you learn it?"

"...Junior high school."

"Never seen you smoke before?"

"I don't have a heavy addiction, I smoke less."

"……Oh."

Jing Muye took another puff, and the lingering smoke dispersed in the air. Jing Muye asked again, "Unhappy?"

Just as Ji Yang was about to shake his head, Jing Muye said, "Don't lie to me."

Ji Yang hesitated for a moment: "Just a few."

"Because of today's training match?"

Ji Yang paused again.

He couldn't control his half-hanging cigarette addiction, rubbed his fingers together and said, "Brother Ye, can I have another one?"

"Back to you."

With that said, Jing Muye handed back the cigarette that he had only taken two puffs in his mouth, "Do you want it?"

Ji Yang took it seemingly normally, but in the dark night, no one saw how much his hands were shaking.

The cigarette was once again on the lips, as if kissing someone.

Jing Muye looked at him and said, "Are you upset because I said something about you in today's game, or because of Wen Zhili?"

The author has something to say:

How I wish my cub could sing and sing every night.

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