Another member of the team, because he was outside the safety zone, ran away late, and the last poison circle lost blood very badly, and he was poisoned to death when he was about to enter the safety zone.
Only Mr. Number and the two members of Star Edge were left.
In a very small drug circle, Mr. Number is one against two, and there are still two professional players, so the difficulty is obviously very high.
Just when Shi Yao felt that the possibility of winning this game was basically zero, Mr. Number seemed to know the opponent's style of play very well, so he easily found one of the players and killed him.
The commentator probably didn't expect Mr. Numbers to be so good, and the commentary was very excited.
The safe area was shrunk again, only a two-story building was in the safe area. This time, there was no need to judge, and everyone knew that the last member of the Star Fate team was upstairs.
Mr. Numbers and the members of the Xingyuan team, one upstairs and the other downstairs, walked back and forth. When Shi Yao switched to Mr. Numbers' vision, he saw red footprints constantly lighting up on the mini-map.
The two of them had no intention of attacking. Seeing a stalemate, Mr. Numbers suddenly ran towards the stairs. Shi Yao thought he was going to attack the stairs, but he ran up two steps, then backed down, turned over When he went out the window, he seemed to have expected that the people upstairs would jump out of the window. One second he jumped out the window, and the next second he fired at the front. Shi Yao was in a daze. In the status, the page of "Good luck, chicken tonight" appeared on the screen.
no? this is okay too
Shi Yao would be able to understand where the person was based on the sound of footsteps and gunshots, but now, Mr. Numeral does not rely on any external factors at all, just like looking at the other party's screen. Catch the other party where he will definitely stay... This is simply mind reading from a distance...
What did Shi Yao think, why did she find it unbelievable, after the game was over, she couldn't help but ran to WeChat and sent three messages to [111111] in a row: "Do you know someone from the Xingyuan team?"
"Do you often play games with them?"
"Otherwise, how did you manage to understand their style of play so well?"
After a while, Mr. Numbers replied to her message: "A blind cat meets a dead mouse."
So... is it really a coincidence? Mr. Numbers was fooled randomly, and then it was right
Shi Yao bit her finger and thought about it for a while, and felt that it was possible, and then she replied to Mr. Numbers, "Are you saying that you are a blind cat, and those two teammates of the Star Fate team are dead rats?"
[111111]: "..."
[111111] Transfer 50,000 yuan.
[111111] Transfer 50,000 yuan.
[111111]Transfer...
There were a total of nine transfer messages, and by the time Shi Yao received them one by one, her WeChat balance had exceeded 500,000.
Because it was too inflated, Shi Yao took a screenshot and sent it to [111111]: "See, I'm already a millionaire now!"
[111111]: "?"
[Yao Xi loves to eat ice cream]: "Half a million, half of a million, is equal to half a millionaire, and half a millionaire is also a millionaire!"
[111111]: "..."
Although Mr. Number is very cold, but after getting acquainted with her, he seldom perfunctory her like this...
Shi Yao probably guessed something: "Are you busy?"
[111111]: "Yes."
[111111]: "I have an appointment for dinner."