Xiao Wenxi has changed.
She has really changed.
Qing Xiaoduo took a deep breath and could feel a faint pain in her breath. The person in front of her was still her, but now she had a strange feeling.
Xiao Wenxi didn't think too much about it, it was just a game.
The supplies in the box of the human-machine are pretty good, including a level 3 armor and an 8x scope, which are a perfect match for the M24 sniper rifle in her hand.
The box on Qing Xiaoduo's side had been licked, and at most there were some bullets and accessories left that could not be picked up. Xiao Wenxi was not in a hurry to pick them up, but climbed onto the container to pick up the box at the back that had been shot down and not licked by Qing Xiaoduo.
I opened the box and took a look.
There is a level 3 helmet in this box, but it has been blown up. Fortunately, the level 2 helmet of the human-machine can be used as a makeshift. Xiao Wenxi also picked up some 7.62mm caliber bullets. The level 2 backpack does not have a large capacity like the level 3 backpack, but it is enough.
After jumping down from the container, Xiao Wenxi came to the box next to Qing Xiaoduo, opened it and took a look, then picked up some gun accessories to supplement them.
Qing Xiaoduo endured for a long time, but finally couldn't help but opened her mouth and called her: "Xixi..."
Her voice was low and deep, and it sounded inexplicably sad.
Xiao Wenxi put away his gun, stood there, and looked at her quietly.
Qing Xiaoduo: "Can you...turn on the microphone?"
Xiao Wenxi was silent.
Qing Xiaoduo: "Don't tell me, you hate me that much? Don't you even want to say a word to me?"
Facing Qing Xiaoduo's questioning, Xiao Wenxi's eyes darkened. His finger fell on the turned-off microphone, and he clicked on a horizontal list of three buttons to choose from...
All microphones, team microphones, and closed microphones.
At this time, Xiao Wenxi's microphone is in the off state.
I slid my finger gently, clicked on the appointment column next to it and took a look. It was empty without a single message.
Xiao Wenxi was a little unwilling to give up, so he slid his finger down again and clicked on the last spectator column. It showed the number of spectators: 0
Yes.
The game had already started for more than ten minutes. According to the time, Childhood should have finished a round or entered the finals.
Xiao Wenxi would rather believe that the game in his childhood is still coming to an end and has not ended yet.
That's why she didn't make an appointment with her.
I didn't watch her fight like I usually do.
Why……
Qing Xiaoduo couldn't wait for a response and sighed softly: "Xixi, I know you are still angry with me, otherwise why would you give up your dream of playing professional games and be so bored as to play with a novice player to get points?"
Xiao Wenxi was silent.
Qing Xiaoduo: "Is it true that I have no right to interfere in your affairs now?"
Xiao Wenxi remained silent.
Qing Xiaoduo: "Xixi, what do you want? Speak!"
Xiao Wenxi pursed her lips slightly, reached out and clicked the microphone bar to shrink the horizontal list, but the microphone still showed the muted status.
What needs to be said has already been said.
Now, there was only games between them.
As for whether Xiao Wenxi was willing to give up his dream of playing professional games and who he was willing to play games with, that was not Qing Xiaoduo's business.
Boom boom boom——
A car horn sounded from afar, and a blue Maserati drove over from the residential area next door and stopped at the edge of the container area. Soon, a full team got out of the car. Their goal was very clear, which was to encircle Xiao Wenxi and Qing Xiaoduo.
…
Childhood was really a master at getting points.
She entered the top five of the competition when there were still ten people in the final circle. Now, there are only five people left on the field, and she is still alive and well on the edge of the signal circle.
The senior brother who is obsessed with steel guns: "There are still four people. It's a bit difficult for Little Ant to win the game."
A pair of red eyes from crying: "If the other side has a full team, then forget about winning the game."
Little Ant with Waist (Childhood): "I say, can't you expect something better? I'll take you to eat chicken, isn't it delicious?"
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