PUBG Nightmare Player System

The latest website: Dragon God is the most manager of 4am. He used to be a super game lover, but from the emergence of the game PUBG to the current development situation, he still has not seen a genius like Ye Lang.

Ye Lang's ideas are wild and imaginative, and all the props in this game can be his weapon.

The things that ordinary people abandon like walking on their feet can be used for infinite magic in his hands.

Like a pan to block bullets.

Like this amazing molotov cocktail.

At this time, the dragon god looked at Ye Lang's eyes as if he was looking at his little daughter-in-law. Such a player must be protected like a giant panda.

This is the baby of the professional circle!

In the smoke, the fire was burning fiercely.

Wei Shen immediately commanded: "Stand up the guns, they dare to show their heads and shoot! I don't believe they will choose to be burned alive."

"After circling it, Ye Lang moved."

Ye Lang threw the last Molotov cocktail with his backhand, and then said calmly, "Betting a dollar, I won't die."

"it is good!"

The poison circle ran over Ye Lang, Ye Lang's mission was frantic, and he made a stinging sound.

Ye Lang didn't panic at all, and counted down silently in his heart, "3, 2, 1."

The picture was still, and when Ye Lang had the last trace of blood left, the eight characters crossed the screen.

"Good luck, eat chicken at night!"

IFTY really chose to carry fire and powder.

This is also understandable. If you go out, you will die. There may be a chance to fight medicine, although the chance is very small.

"Ding Dong, Nightmare Value +3800, Nightmare Value +4700, Nightmare Value +4000, Nightmare Value +3300."

A roar came from the 4am base.

"Brothers are great!"

"Brothers beep!"

"I ate another chicken!"

At this time, Ye Lang couldn't control so much and got into the system.

In an instant, gold stars appeared in his eyes, and he was extremely ecstatic.

"A training match, 83,100 Nightmare Points! Made a fortune!"

This kind of competition, please continue to come, bomb me!

So delicious!

Wei Shen squeezed Ye Lang's shoulders, "Ye Shen is good, right? How many did you kill?"

"Fuck! 25!"

"WDNMD!"

Several people opened their eyes wide, looked at the numbers on Ye Lang's screen, and fell into contemplation.

In this training match, almost all the top teams were there, and Ye Lang killed twenty-five.

"Ye Shen, you broke the domestic scrimmage kill record." Aluka swallowed and looked at Ye Lang in horror, the excitement in his eyes was self-evident.

"I was also forced. If Wei Shen didn't press the wrong button and jumped early, how would I know there were so many people at the airport."

Ye Lang shrugged and spread his hands helplessly, as if Jordan said helplessly after scoring ten goals in a row, "There's no way, today God let me keep scoring goals, and I don't want to."

Wei Shen's face showed a rare relaxation. At first, he wanted to inspire the fighting spirit of the old players and compete with Ye Lang.

But this time, Wei Shen quickly analyzed the situation. His team did not skip the airport during this time. In order to avoid them, other teams went to the airport to fight to the death.

This change is like a butterfly effect, and this butterfly, of course, is Ye Lang.

He has become a Buddhist now, Ye Lang, you are a bull, I don't need to be your opponent. If I can't beat you, I will let you join us!

Thinking of this, Wei Shen laughed again and let out a pig cry.

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"I'm really convinced, he's the only one at the airport?" The FPLG team was stunned.

"The four of us were killed by him alone? Isn't he holding a gun? Is he holding an Italian cannon?"

Liu Lan is a native of Sichuan and Shu, and his speech has a funny flavor that lingers on.

The other team members kept silent. They knew that Liu Lan was definitely not joking.

When not joking, in this tone, yin and yang are in harmony, and the taste is very rich.

...

The RMG team was also silent.

"My, my, brothers, I'm really a jerk. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that Gao Dewei, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, also played tricks on me. He's not stupid at all."

Captain MLG said that the whole pot, for a time, the atmosphere of the base became relaxed.

If you lose this one, there is another one.

If Ye Lang was here, he would definitely say, "It's okay, it doesn't matter if you lose a game, there's still another game to lose!"

...

The ENG team is completely autistic.

"This Ye Lang, we must fuck him in the next match! The results of the training match are gone! Damn, I don't believe it anymore!"

"Yes, I must take revenge!" KILL echoed, he was the most embarrassed, as ENG's foreign aid, his signing fee was not low, the first professional game was destroyed by Ye Lang, and the second game has not yet landed. It's just a box, it's a shame.

"Right, if you don't have a good mentality to play what career, it doesn't matter if you lose, just come back!"

"Yes, our goal this year is to compete for the championship. This is a team game. Ye Lang can't make waves alone."

...

The 17 team has ups and downs, but they are used to it. The base is still relaxed, but Dajing and Ma Niuniu are a little unhappy. As a tough team, it feels really uncomfortable to fall before shooting.

The IFTY and SSS teams are already connected to the microphone at this time.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Zhou Lili was surprised.

A+'s dull voice sounded, "We don't want this, we only have one goal, kill Ye Lang, and I will communicate with the other teams."

Zhou Lili: "No, brother, it's not good."

"Our two teams appear steadily, so what are you afraid of?"

Before the third game started, Ye Lang got excited.

"After 25 more kills in this game, the mission will be completed. The double happiness is really unforgettable."

Sure enough, it was a professional game, but the experience was different. This feeling made Ye Lang's blood boil.

However, he did not know that he had become the real target of public criticism.

"Knock down Ye Lang, reward 10,000, kill Ye Lang, reward 20,000! Although it's not much, it's a good luck."

Several large teams have reached a consensus at this time. On the Jedi Island, Ye Lang suddenly sneezed, "Who misses me again?"

"Who misses you, probably hates you." Wei Shen became angry.

Ye Lang's mouth twitched, "I must be thinking of me, how could they hate me for such a handsome person."

"Ye Shen, stop talking, I feel that my vocabulary is not enough."

"Yeah yeah, get on the plane, get on the plane!"

The third training game has begun!

"This game is normal, let's jump to P city."

Wei Shen's expression became serious: "Block Gongmaidu, focus on it, and play in the game."

"no problem!"

"receive!"

Ye Lang suddenly sat upright at this time, "Serious, serious, iron-like discipline!"

"You don't leave the team for a while."

Wei Shen rolled his eyes, Ye Lang rushed up, and the ten cows couldn't hold it. The third game was over, and many teams were serious. This is the time to test the team's strength.

"clear!"

The plane had already exploded.

"If anyone finds Ye Lang, just call, I don't believe it anymore."

"The 17th team received it."

"sss received."

"RMG received."

"ENG received."

"Ye Lang is our number one kill target, gogogo!"