At that moment, it was Deng Ruiqiu who was standing in front of Yuan Haoran who blocked the first bullet, giving Yuan Haoran a few tenths of a second to avoid the bullet by leaning sideways.
As an experienced assaulter with many years of experience, Yuan Haoran quickly raised his gun and aimed at Xue Lan.
What surprised everyone was that after Xue Lan finished firing the gun, he quickly turned the gun around and pointed it directly at Yuan Haoran's face!
The muzzles of the two guns crossed, and every time the trigger was pulled, hot sparks flew in an instant.
In the team battle just now, Xue Lan had already used his shield skill.
If either side is not alert and intends to avoid the other's bullet, the movement will affect the position of the gun and fail to achieve the headshot effect. But if both sides do not retreat, then the competition between the two sides is the speed of firing bullets - so Xue Lan entered the room alone, was he ready for a one-for-two exchange
For fans or live broadcasts, Xue Lan is now a "professional player in the live broadcast industry" who can rely on his skills to gain a foothold, but for the professional league, he is still just a fledgling novice.
Although he had been performing well in the competition, he was now facing the captain of the Thunder Team, Yuan Haoran, and a new attacker like him, Deng Ruiqiu. It was also one against two. If he could really fight for his life in such a battle and be the first to replace the opponent's veteran attacker, it would indeed be a good opportunity for him to increase his popularity.
Even if he was hit by Yuan Haoran's bullet first and was shown as the first to be killed in the kill display, this one-for-two operation was already a very good achievement for such a newcomer.
But for some reason, everyone before the live broadcast held their breath at the same time. There was always a voice in their minds shouting -
Maybe there is still a turning point.
Two bullets flying in opposite directions crossed each other, and there were two overlapping gunshots of "bang, bang". One bullet flew out from the muzzle of the gun at Xue Lan's fingertips, and the other flew towards him in the opposite direction!
Xue Lan, however, still stood where he was, firing steadily without any fear, and without any intention of retreating!
Yuan Haoran's expression was solemn and sarcastic, he looked at the fearless fledgling assaulter with pity. He was the assaulter with the fastest gun speed in "Dawn of Doom". He had no chance of winning in a competition with him to see who had faster gun speed, because his speed was the result of years of training and could not be acquired overnight.
Trying to fight him head-on is like hitting a rock with an egg!
The bullet cut through the dust in the factory. When everyone was holding their breath waiting for the final result, they suddenly saw that after the bullet flew steadily away from the gun body, Xue Lan suddenly turned and pressed another chip skill. In a flash, he flew to the side with the power system under his feet!
Flash Chip!!
The audience watching the live broadcast exclaimed in unison!
Yuan Haoran's bullet barely brushed past Xue Lan's ear at the same time as the flash chip was released, but his bullet had already flown out along the original trajectory, and had not deviated from the track due to the shaking of dodging and moving -
It hit Yuan Haoran's forehead straight in one blow!!
System prompt: lgw-exist successfully killed lt-hran
The system prompt that popped up on the game interface was transmitted to each computer connected to the live broadcast through the live broadcast. The people who were nervously waiting for the result in front of the computers couldn't help but exclaim in admiration for a moment, cheering for the miracle they had witnessed!
A new and emerging player, a "female player" who was not optimistic about the team and was accused of "leaving behind" when she entered LGW, unexpectedly faced two professional players alone, but she was not squeezed, did not replace one of the enemies, and did not even trade one for two... Instead, she won a double kill in such a dangerous situation! !
1 time, no one said "I joined LGW after exist left", "I am a burden on the team", "I only played in the road game", "I didn't have a god-level match"...
All the doubts and cold words eventually converged into an overwhelming barrage of comments in the live broadcast—
The barrage of comments during the live broadcast was instantly drowned by a sea of “666”.
Xue Lan turned and left as he looked at the barrage of comments reflected on the screen, not even glancing at the two bodies on the ground.
Wen Yan gazed at everything quietly, and once again witnessed his growth step by step, from a young and immature boy to a young man who was capable of shouldering heavy responsibilities and standing on his own.
It always meets everyone's expectations, but also creates unexpected turns.
Or maybe it itself is a turning point.
Wen Yan took off his headset and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The arrival of a team match was just the icing on the cake. Xue Lan once again wowed everyone with his exquisite micro-operations. His fans skyrocketed overnight. The video just now was edited by various up masters, and several videos in which he used the shield chip were also dug up again, bringing about a craze for a large number of shield flash assassins.
At the same time, everyone is also looking forward to the upcoming century battle between LGW and Thunder Team tomorrow.
"You did a great job." Wen Yan praised him rarely.
"He's not bad at all, he's simply excellent! Our little Lan Shen will always be the number one in Doomsday..." Zhou Kanqing excitedly put his arm around Xue Lan's shoulders, his eyes turning around: "He's tied with A Yan for the number one attacker!"
Wen Yan smiled but didn't answer. He then urged, "Tomorrow's game against the Thunder team will be a tough one. Everyone should rest early."
"Let's go." Zhou Kanqing, who had watched the entire game, happily closed the computer and pulled Xue Lan towards the dormitory, chatting and laughing: "Just for the way you hit Yuan Haoran just now, I'll pay for your breakfast tomorrow! But you used that flash just now really well, not only did you avoid the other person's shot, but you also caught it just when the bullet left the gun! Your control over the details of time is too strong!"
"No, no, it's just luck."
The two were walking towards the house, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Lanlan."
Xue Lan's smile unconsciously tightened due to nervousness. Without looking at Duan Wenzheng who was blocking his way, he said casually: "It's late, you should also go to bed early."
Duan Wenzheng did not respond. He turned his gaze to Zhou Kanqing and motioned him to go first.
Zhou Kanqing rolled his eyes speechlessly, but thinking of the delicate atmosphere of the past few hours, he shut his mouth awkwardly and walked towards his room shaking his head.
Xue Lan lowered his eyes and said, "We have a competition tomorrow, so I'm going to rest first."
Duan Wenzheng grabbed the man who was about to leave and said, "Why... don't you want to pay attention to me? You don't even want to say a word to me?"
Xue Lan shook his head palely: "There will be a competition tomorrow, you should also go to bed early."
After saying that, she carefully pulled back the corner of her clothes that was held by Duan Wenzheng, and walked quickly towards the room without daring to stop for a moment.
Duan Wenzhen stood there stiffly, not coming back to his senses for a long time.
…
Xue Lan returned to the room, took a shower, and saw that it was still early, so he took out the Thunder Team's previous game videos to study and watch.
The phone rang several times, but I gritted my teeth and pretended that I was asleep and didn't check.
After watching a few videos, I was feeling sleepy and was wondering whether to go to rest when I heard a rapid but deliberately low knocking sound outside the room.
Although the knocking sounds were light, they were rapid and urgent, just like the anxiety of the knockers at the moment.
After watching the game for such a long time, Xue Lan's heart, which had just calmed down, became nervous again. He held his breath and fixed his gaze on the tightly closed door. He hesitated and did not dare to speak.
But after the next rapid knock, Zhou Kanqing's low and anxious voice came from outside the door -
"Lanlan, open the door quickly! Duan Wenzheng is out!!"
Xue Lan sat up in shock, put on his shoes and ran to the door quickly.
"What's wrong?"
Zhou Kanqing's hair hadn't been blown dry yet, so he said anxiously, "Come with me!"
Xue Lan was dragged by her and walked quickly towards Duan Wenzheng's room. As soon as she entered, she smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
Then he walked into the room, and saw wine bottles spilled all over the floor, and Duan Wenzhen sitting on the floor leaning against the bed.
Xue Lan took a breath of cold air.
Drinking is prohibited during the competition.
There is such an important match tomorrow. If people knew...
Thinking of this, Xue Lan’s face instantly turned pale.
"I just didn't finish my shower, and I couldn't even speak clearly when I was on the phone!" Zhou Kanqing stood at the door, depressed and said: "What the hell are you talking about? The competition is tomorrow, you can't be so unreliable!!"
Xue Lan hurriedly pulled him back and signaled him to speak in a low voice.
Zhou Kanqing lowered his voice: "You...you hurry up and pack up, I haven't finished my shower yet, and I have a game tomorrow, I'm leaving first."
Just as he was about to leave, Xue Lan held him tightly.
"I..." Xue Lan gritted his teeth: "How about we call the captain..."
"A Yan?" Zhou Kanqing took a breath of cold air: "You don't know, what A Yan hates most is this kind of thing. If you find out, it will be over!!"
"..." Xue Lan didn't dare to let Zhou Kanqing go. He looked at Duan Wenzheng, who seemed to have lost consciousness and fell asleep on the bed, and said, "Help me..."
"No, no, it's already late." Zhou Kanqing said depressedly, "One on one, we don't know whether we can play the game tomorrow or not, just hide the things for me and get me to bed."
Xue Lan shook his head like a rattle, but Zhou Kanqing looked at the time and hurriedly pulled back his sleeves: "If I don't go back, I might sleep through the game tomorrow. I'm leaving!!"
Zhou Kanqing said as he quickly left the room. Before leaving, he looked back at Xue Lan again and reminded her carefully, as if he was worried, "After you pack up for me, go back to bed!"
Xue Lan stood there awkwardly, wanting to say something but stopping himself, and finally nodded stiffly.
After Zhou Kanqing left, Xue Lan turned his gaze back to Duan Wenzheng, who was sitting on the bed and seemed to be sleeping soundly.
The room was littered with wine bottles, and the spilled wine had soaked a large area of the carpet underfoot.
The smell of alcohol filled the entire room.
Xue Lan carefully picked up the wine bottles on the ground, put them away, and then rolled up the carpet and piled them in the bathroom. Then he wiped the sweat off his face and returned to the bedroom.
Duan Wenzhen was still leaning in the same position, with his head tilted, unconscious.
Xue Lan rolled up his sleeves, walked to Duan Wenzheng's side, and tried to pull him up quietly. After trying several times, he finally managed to drag him up. When he was about to drag him to the bed behind him, panting, he suddenly turned over while unconscious, and... he fell completely onto the bed.
He fell heavily into the soft quilt, and his nostrils were instantly filled with the faint smell of alcohol and the familiar scent of Duan Wenzheng.
Xue Lan took a breath of cold air.
The person who was being held down by him didn't seem to be awake yet, and just like him, he didn't move for a long time.
Xue Lan pulled out her hand that was being held down by Duan Wenzheng as her heartbeat nearly jumped out of her chest, and tried to push him away.
Maybe it was because of her movements that disturbed her, but Duan Wenzheng moved. The tip of his nose, which was originally buried in her shoulder, turned over and brushed her neck with his hot breath, instantly causing a tingling sensation.
The instigator seemed unaware of this. He raised his head slightly, and his nose repeatedly brushed against Xue Lan's neck and earlobe as he moved.
Xue Lan froze in place.
He hurriedly reached out his hand again, trying to push away or wake up the person on his body, but his voice unconsciously became a little soft and hoarse: "Duan, Duan Wenzheng..."
Duan Wenzheng looked up as if he heard someone's voice.
Xue Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was about to speak, a pair of lips with a hint of sweetness and a faint smell of alcohol pressed against his without warning—