"Are you still playing? I had already hit you. Why are you still walking forward?!" Feng Yu shouted angrily.
"You hit my leg. Didn't you see that I was jumping forward with one leg? Anyway, I had hit your chest, and you are dead. I win! "Wen Dongjun said.
When the two of them fight again, no matter how many bullets they get, they must use up all the bullets.
If it weren't for the fact that they were using toys that weren't that powerful, their bodies would definitely be covered in bruises.
When the two of them returned to the club's hall, their bodies were covered in colored rubber bullets.
"Puff ~ ~ This is too weak. This kind of person should just be playing target practice. He really dares to fight with others. "Suddenly, some ridicule came from the side. They thought Feng Yu and Wen Dongjun were beaten up by others.
Feng Yu frowned and did not say anything. Wen Dongjun was the first to say: "What are you talking about? You are very strong? Do you dare to spar with me? "
The coach immediately reminded Feng Yu: "Sir, that is the club's senior member, Wu Caibin. Calm your friend down."
What he meant was that Wen Dongjun was no match for him.
"You? Want to spar with me? Sorry. I don't have the habit of bullying noobs. "Wu Caibin laughed.
The people around started laughing, and Wen Dongjun was embarrassed.
"I think you don't dare to." Wen Dongjun continued to provoke Feng Yu. His arrogant look was not something anyone could stand.
"We are a team with five people. What about you? Including this tabby cat beside you, there are only two people. When you have five people, then you can spar with us. "
Damn. This time, Feng Yu could not hold it in anymore. I did not even say a word, and you still want to spar with me? I am a tabby cat? Then I will beat you into a tabby cat!
"Five people, right? Simple."
Feng Yu took out his phone and called his driver: "The three of you come in. I want to spar with someone!"
"Oh, you are calling people? Just nice. We are going to participate in the club's tournament. We will use you all as our sparring partners. Brothers, let's go easy on them later. Don't kill all five of them by yourselves. "
Wu Caibin said, and the people beside him said they might not be able to hold back. Someone even said it would be best to fight five rounds, and only one of them will fire in each round. They will see who can kill Feng Yu's team first. But Feng Yu does not know if these two tabby cats and his friend can last five rounds.
"Boss."
Feng Yu looked at the driver and 2 bodyguards: "Do you see that guy with long hair? Capture him alive later. I want to kill him personally!"
The 3 of them nodded, and Feng Yu's driver said: "Boss, you and Mr. Wen can hide at the back later. The 3 of us will rush over and disarm them."
"Don't be careless. This gun is different from the guns that you have touched before. Since they dare to call themselves a battle team, they must have great teamwork. They must have some tactics. The three of you must not drop the ball!"
"Boss, did you forget that I am the one who gave you the club membership card? This is owned by our comrade." The driver said.
Ah? Feng Yu was embarrassed and happy at the same time. What's there to be afraid of? An amateur had met a professional!
"Fine. I will leave it to you all. Dongjun, come over here. Listen to his commands and follow his orders. "
"As long as we can win, I will listen to him!" Wen Dongjun said fiercely.
He was already a leader in his unit, and he was ridiculed by a few amateurs. How could he swallow this?
The green light on the wall lit up, and the match started. Wu Caibin made two tactical gestures to let everyone attack from two different directions. For speed, they chose the same Pigsty map.
He brought two of his comrades to attack from the left to attract the enemy's firepower, while the other two will attack from the right.
Before they could fire, they heard gunshots from the right. Then, the heads of two of their comrades started to smoke, indicating that the target area was hit, and they were "killed."
Wu Caibin was shocked. What happened? His two comrades were killed before they could fire? Could it be that the opponents were all on the right?
Just when they were about to turn to the right, they heard a few gunshots. Another comrade beside him was killed.
Wu Caibin quickly squatted down. It seems that there were other people on this side. He felt that the opponents must be lucky. Just as he was discussing with his companion how they could turn the tables around, they heard footsteps approaching.
Just when he was about to aim from behind the wall, he felt his hand was lighter. His gun was snatched away!
"Leave it to me! Leave it to me!" Wen Dongjun shouted and rushed over with his gun.
Wu Caibin was dumbfounded. He had played Counter-Strike for so long, and he had never been disarmed by anyone before. There are still daggers in the game, but in Counter-Strike, there are no such things.
Everyone can determine the winner from a distance. Those who can reach within 5 meters are the best of the best. How did these two people get in front of him?
Before he could ask, he heard a loud bang, and his head started to emit smoke. The sound of gunshots continued for a long time before it stopped. This is called corpse whipping in the game!
"Hahaha, with this level of skill, you dare to compete with us? What a joke. So boring. "Wen Dongjun laughed.
Wu Caibin's face turned red: "Again! Best of 5!"
In the second round, Wu Caibin and his team walked on one path. They did not see any opponents, and when they turned a corner, they were all smoking.
Three of their opponents were lying on the ground. They did not even have the chance to aim at their opponent's body parts before they were killed. Hmmm, there was also a sniper shot from the corner.
Wen Dongjun walked out from the corner: "Hurry up and change your equipment. It's 2: 0."
Feng Yu walked out slowly and followed behind the three experts. He felt blissful and bored at the same time. Feng Yu did not even fire his gun, and the match was already over.
The third round was won without any suspense. This time, Wu Caibin was captured alive again.
This time, Wu Caibin was prepared to resist. But before he could understand what happened, he was pinned to the ground with his hands behind his back. His companions disregarded the rules and rushed up to him. In the end, two of them were taken down. Wen Dongjun even rushed over and easily took down one of them.
That opponent was 1.7 meters tall, and he was like a chicken in front of Wen Dongjun!
"Why? You still want to fight after losing?" Wen Dongjun sneered.
"Let them go. We admit defeat." Wu Caibin shouted.
Feng Yu nodded, and Wu Caibin was released. But Wu Caibin immediately lowered his head and picked up his gun. He aimed at Feng Yu and fired.
A bodyguard jumped up and pounced on Feng Yu. Then, Wu Caibin was kicked by Wen Dongjun. At the same time, smoke was coming out from Wu Caibin and the bodyguard who pounced on Feng Yu.
This was the first time Feng Yu was knocked down by a bodyguard, and he was shocked. He did not blame the bodyguards for doing this. This was their instinctive reaction. When they discover danger, they will be the first to block the danger for their employer.
But this time, it was just a game. This made Feng Yu depressed.
"The few of you are removed from this club. Also, you pretended to surrender and then shot. You have guts." Feng Yu sneered.
"We are removed from this club. This is not your club. How can you say that?" Wu Caibin's friend shouted.
"Because this is what I, Feng Yu, said! In the future, I do not want to see you all again. If not, the consequences will be severe! "
Wu Caibin and the rest were stunned. What did he say he was called? Feng Yu?!
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