The Whole World Thinks I’m a Woman Disguised as a Man

Chapter 27: Is it good?

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The ruined town was silent in a cloud of smoke and dust. Suddenly, a burst of gunfire startled the black crows perched on the slanted cables.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the screen in front of them where the game was going on.

I saw gunfire in the midst of the smoke and dust, and a figure with a gun came walking through the billowing smoke and missiles.

The bullet grazed his black boots, but he seemed to have predicted where the bullet would land and jumped up, and at this moment a bullet hit his lower back.

The people watching the fight gasped.

Xue Lan skillfully controlled his character to dodge the flying bullets at his feet and sides. Amid the sound of bullets raining down from the sky, his eyes were fixed on a bullet that was flying towards him in the rain.

The mouse is spinning rapidly, the fingertips are jumping on the keyboard...

The continuous dodging action was already an extreme operation, and the injury on his wrist began to ache with the continuous overexertion of operations.

Xue Lan gritted his teeth. Just as a bullet broke through the smoke and dust and came in front of him, the mouse in his palm spun rapidly, and his fingertips quickly pressed several combos on the keyboard -

When everyone thought the outcome was decided, a bullet that was almost certain to be a fatal shot just grazed the ear of the existing character!

Xue Lan could even hear the friction sound of bullets breaking through the air—

What followed was the subconscious murmur of the students watching the game behind him.

Just when everyone was still marveling at Xue Lan's extreme operation, they saw the person from Exist step into the air to avoid the bullets from his ears while raising his gun!

The ruined town fell silent again amid a burst of gunfire.

The students surrounding the two teams seemed to have fallen into silence as the atmosphere became quieter.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the screen of the battlefield, including Qi Siyu and Su Yiyu who were running towards exist to offer support.

The sound of gunfire had ceased, the smoke and dust from the empty ruins gradually dissipated, and the two figures that had been standing behind the half-collapsed wall suddenly collapsed together.

System prompt: exist successfully killed keepreal

System prompt: exist successfully killed relax

In the silence where one could hear a pin drop, a burst of excited shouts suddenly came from behind Xue Lan!

"What the hell?! Awesome!!"

"What kind of operation is this! Amazing!!"

"Sister is awesome!!"

The cheers had penetrated the fragmented ambient noise and gunfire in the headsets. Although the game had not yet ended, everyone present was already excited about the battle that had already become a foregone conclusion.

Xue Lan actually didn't feel any real stage fright in the face of such cheers and applause, but the voices of "sister", "I want to hug your thigh", "goddess" and even stranger words behind him still made his face flush red.

"Go support reset."

Qi Siyu mended the blood of the remaining one after a hail of bullets, glanced at Xue Lan with a strange expression, and then retracted his gaze to Su Yiyu beside him, frowning and asked: "Why is your face so red?"

When he asked about this, Su Yiyu's face turned even redder, and he answered stutteringly: "Oh, oh..."

Xue Lan frowned slightly, as if he remembered something. Just as he was about to ask Su Yiyu, he heard the exclamations of the onlookers again. The three of them all retracted their gazes and followed the line of sight of the audience behind them to look at the computer interface of Duan Wenzheng, who was sitting on the outermost side.

At this moment, Deng Ruiqiu and the other man had split into two groups and blocked the winding alleys of the ruins. They were sure that with such a terrain advantage, the two assaulters would be able to get rid of Duan Wenzhen in the first place.

As long as they get rid of Duan Wenzheng... 2v3, they definitely have a chance to turn the tables.

At this moment, Duan Wenzheng sat quietly in front of the computer, his eyes slowly turned over a wall, as if he was not affected by the surrounding sounds at all. He felt the joy of his teammates' victory a moment ago, and the urgency of being surrounded by two people at this moment.

He lowered his eyes to the game interface. The people around him looked at him again and again in confusion, wondering whether he had Deng Ruiqiu and the other two in his sight...

Obviously Deng Ruiqiu felt this way. At this moment, Deng Ruiqiu's face became increasingly darker, which formed a sharp contrast with Duan Wenzheng's inattentive look at the moment, as if his mind was not focused on the game and his mind was wandering somewhere.

He gritted his teeth, gave the signal, and rushed out of the bunker first.

But on the other side, Xue Lan, who discovered that the two men had started to attack and an exchange of fire had already occurred, quickly moved in the direction of the three people, while quietly turning around to look at Duan Wenzheng's expression.

There was no expression on Duan Wenzheng's face at this moment.

Although everyone thought that he was looking down on Deng Ruiqiu, Xue Lan knew that Duan Wenzheng usually looked smug. If this person suddenly...

Realizing this, Xue Lan became even more nervous and looked at Duan Wenzheng's expression carefully.

For Deng Ruiqiu, the fact that Duan Wenzheng's follow-up support has not arrived yet is his last chance to decide whether he can turn the tables.

Facing the attack from both sides, although it was easy to seek shelter in a bunker, it was the best way to delay time until his teammates arrived. Just when everyone thought that Duan Wenzheng would choose to retreat tactically and wait for his teammates' support, facing the attack from both sides, Duan Wenzheng actually jumped over the wall on the side, and after taking two flying bullets, he found a good position, raised his gun, stepped sideways and flashed out of the bunker, firing a shot in the direction of the gunshot.

The sniper scope opened and closed.

Before everyone realized what was happening, Deng Ruiqiu, who had been attacking violently just a second ago, had already fallen to the ground.

The crowd's exclamations instantly exploded in the training room!

But before everyone could recover from their shock, Duan Wenzheng swung his gun and opened the sniper scope in just a moment!

System prompt: reset successfully killed unknown

System prompt: reset successfully killed Frank

"What the hell?!!"

"This angle is already more than 90 degrees, right?! If I saw it with my own eyes... I would really think it was a cheat!"

"That was a really fucking amazing shot just now!!"

The whole training room was boiling with excitement!

"Why did you guys show off so much when I was alive?" Meng Weiran took off his headset and said, "Did my life delay your output?"

Xue Lan smiled awkwardly, knowing that he was joking, and did not reply.

Qi Siyu seemed to be right, he said excitedly: "How does the saying go... teammates sacrifice to the heavens, and their power is boundless!"

"Ayan, these two people are really..." Zhou Kanqing stared at the two people who were still sitting in front of the computer with his eyes wide open: "I can't believe this kid actually... climbed up the wall and took the bullet just to find the maximum angle for the sniper shot... Did he ever think that if he succeeded, he would become a sitting duck and be taken away in one go..."

Wen Yan didn't say anything. He looked at Duan Wenzheng at this moment, but slowly moved his gaze away from him and finally fell on Xue Lan in the corner.

Like everyone else, Xue Lan's gaze was on Duan Wen Zheng. Because the game was over, he stopped controlling the character to run, but his palm unconsciously clenched his injured wrist.

Wen Yan frowned slightly.

"Come on, it's the next round."

Qi Siyu returned to the queue interface and was about to continue the second round of the best-of-three match, but saw the medic standing opposite him suddenly drop his headset.

"Are you still going to play? We are in a team match now, why don't you put aside your personal grudges?!"

The originally noisy training room suddenly became quiet.

Deng Ruiqiu took off his headset and put it on the table with a stern face. His face was tense and he was silent for a moment: "Personal grudge?"

"If it's a personal grudge, why did you accept this challenge? If it's a personal grudge, why are you chasing after a reset?!"

Deng Ruiqiu also stood up upon hearing this and said without any politeness: "Is it glorious that the three of you were wiped out by a newly-leveled Assaulter Konghao?"

His words instantly made the three people in the seats change their expressions, and the atmosphere was so depressing that everyone present could feel it.

Qi Siyu frowned as she looked at the people who suddenly started quarreling, as if she had no interest in the content of their quarrel. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you still fighting?"

"He got beaten!"

The person who said this was not the one who had an argument with Deng Ruiqiu, but a sniper who went with them to intercept. After he said this, he stood up and slammed the door and left the training room without caring about the different expressions of his teammates or opponents.

After this player left, several people beside Deng Ruiqiu stood up one after another and left the training room.

While everyone was discussing in amazement, Wen Yan seemed to be accustomed to such things. He calmly glanced at the team that only had Deng Ruiqiu left: "Are you sure you want to give up the game?"

The color drained away from Deng Ruiqiu's face in an instant.

He just stood there blankly for a long time. Finally, he nodded, turned around and walked out of the training room.

Xue Lan looked in surprise at the enemy team members who were leaving the training room one after another, and then turned his blank gaze to Wen Yan who was standing beside him, wondering what the situation was now.

The Bo3 match has only been played once, they still have a chance to turn the tables, why...

The game finally came to an end, but everyone was still not satisfied with the game. They gathered around Duan Wenzheng and Xue Lan and cheered them on. Xue Lan's eyes passed through the crowd and quietly fell on Duan Wenzheng who was surrounded by the crowd at the other end. Duan Wenzheng still looked indifferent at this moment, without any unnecessary expression, but he felt that... Duan Wenzheng seemed to be...

Being angry.

But now they are just playing a game? Why is Duan Wenzheng angry? Have they already won the game

Could it be that Deng Ruiqiu was cunning and called in people to bully others when he should have been in a one-on-one duel

It must be like this.

Just when Xue Lan thought he had found the answer and was secretly planning to "take good care" of Deng Ruiqiu in the next competition, he saw Duan Wenzheng, who was looking at the game interface with a squint, opened the private chat interface and typed a few words.

The next second, Xue Lan's headset rang with a notification sound indicating that the game was receiving a message.

Xue Lan quickly retracted his gaze and opened the private chat in the game like a distracted student who was called out by the teacher in class. It was indeed a message from Duan Wenzheng.

reset: Does it look good

Does it look…good

Xue Lan stared at the three words in the dialog box, and his face instantly turned red like a cooked shrimp.

How good looking is it

Was it the one-handed sniper shot he had just made, or...himself

The students watching the game behind them cheered excitedly. They had obviously won the game, but they were more excited than several other contestants.

"Lanlan! Congratulations! You are now number one in points!"

"Really? Your operation just now was truly amazing!"

"Sister! Can I take you as my master?"

Xue Lan's cheeks were still flushed. He put away his keyboard and waved his hands to everyone awkwardly and impolitely: "Yes, I..."

Before he could finish his words, Wen Yan came over and stood beside him.

"Did their team really fight? But..."

"It's their own choice." Wen Yan's eyes fell on his wrist: "Your hand..."

Before Wen Yan could finish his words, a lazy figure naturally stood in front of him.

"They've fought, is Winter still okay?"