escape from tarkov garbage system

Chapter 79 Bizarre Death
Zuoan smiled and said: "You are so cheap, you go to the knife man, I will wait for you to finish the one in the distance." After speaking, Zuoan gave up his position.

Jiang Minglang didn't refuse, he moved his body little by little, and slowly approached the young man who was concentrating on pointing the gun.

Jiang Minglang had already touched the back of the man, and the mountaineering machine had already lit up coldly, but the man didn't notice it.

"I guess this person will lift the table!" After speaking, Jiang Minglang patted his neck.

"Kill the player and reward 500 real currency."

Zuo An saw that after Jiang Minglang finished this, he stopped pressing his steps, flashed to look at the location, and went out for the second time with two bullets that the hunter didn't care about at all, and took away the young man at the end.

Jiang Minglang killed the player and licked his bag at the same time. He had nothing valuable on him, except for the items that cost less than [-] yuan each.

"Is it really a trash collector? Are these things worth putting in your bag?" Jiang Minglang complained dissatisfied.

"Come on, do you think that everyone is like us, as long as they can go out, they have millions of things, this game is still in the novice development stage, there are not so many great masters." Zouan stopped Jiang Minglang from complaining, not even the corpse Lick, touch directly to the third floor.

Jiang Minglang saw that there was really nothing to search in the bag, so he took a few mines and headed towards the third floor.

When Jiang Minglang ran to the stairs on the third floor, he saw a knife boy running back and forth in several rooms through the barbed wire fence.

"Poor knife boy..." He said pitifully, and beat him to death without saving any sympathy.

"Kill the player and reward 500 real currency."

Zou An said: "You are so hypocritical!"

Jiang Minglang ran over, licked Daozi's dog tag and said, "You fart, I'm praying before dinner!"

"So you are as hypocritical as the preacher?" Zuo An smiled lightly.

Just as Jiang Minglang was about to speak, he heard footsteps downstairs and quickly changed his words: "Someone is here, but he hasn't come in yet."

As he spoke, he ran towards a room with a wide open door.

The rooms in the nursing home have balconies, which is a bit different from the rooms in the military base dormitories.

Jumping on some balconies can hit the people below.

When Zou An saw that Jiang Minglang had gone to the balcony, he ignored him and went downstairs to lick the body of the man he had beaten to death.

As soon as Jiang Minglang jumped onto the balcony, the man below fired several shots at Jiang Minglang. Because Jiang Minglang did not walk quietly, the people below could hear his footsteps.

Going out after being suppressed for a while seemed like seeking death. Jiang Minglang threw a freshly licked thunderbolt, forcing the opponent to move, and then jumped up to the balcony just now, aiming at the corner where the person was.

After waiting for a while, Jiang Minglang thought that the man had run away, so he retracted his gun and prepared to join Zuo An, but he heard Xiaoqing's voice just as he reached the second floor.

"Kill the player and reward 500 real currency."

Jiang Minglang asked Zouan in surprise: "Will the player die suddenly?"

Zuo An asked strangely: "What do you mean? Sudden death is usually due to a cheat."

"No, it was just after the thunder was thrown. It has been a long time. I thought it hadn't exploded. After a while, I saw a body sliding down from the corner."

The audience in the live broadcast room said that Jiang Minglang was wrong, but they didn't see it.

Jiang Minglang knew that they must not have seen the body, and Jiang Minglang himself had not seen it.

There are ghosts only when you see it, and Xiaoqing's voice can only be heard on the second floor.

But it was true that the head was received, which made Jiang Minglang very strange.

Zou An thought for a while and said: "According to what you said, that player should have bled to death. Without medicine, his chest was blown red, the bleeding turned black, and he died of bleeding in the end.

It is also possible that Niuzi was blacked out, unable to repair it, and starved to death. "

After listening to Zou An's explanation, Jiang Minglang ran to find the man's body to see why this miserable man died.

Zouan is also very curious. After playing for so long, he has only heard of self-death, but he has never seen it. He wants to see how this player died.

Jiang Minglang ran to the corner where he was just now and saw a corpse. Jiang Minglang let out a big breath. Fortunately, the man didn't run away and die elsewhere, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain it.

Jiang Minglang ran to the man's body and started searching on his stomach.

"Oh my god, it's all thunder. How did this guy get here? He's definitely overweight!"

Jiang Minglang searched all of this man's bags. There were only two magazines in the jacket. The others were all mines, and the bag was also full of mines.

I only have dozens of BP bombs in my pocket, nothing else, no medicine.

The audience in the live broadcast room was also stunned, and they didn't know what this person was doing.

"It's all thunder. Post it, anchor! One thunder seems to cost more than 1 yuan. There are almost 100 million yuan in this bag."

"Why are you doing so much thunder? Has anyone come out and explained?"

"Here comes the big one. This person should be training for strength, but he doesn't have enough stamina, he's exhausted!"

"It's nonsense upstairs, strength training should throw away thunder, there is no shortage of thunder, how to practice!"

……

Watching the live broadcast, the audience also discussed this matter again, but they couldn’t figure it out. It’s not about strength training. You didn’t throw any thunder, and spending millions of dollars on strength training is how rich you have to be to do such a crazy thing.

It's not right to practice endurance training. The correct way is to put a small bullet box inside your crotch and fill it with bullets so that nothing gets lost.

Jiang Minglang was confused and asked Zouan: "What do you think?"

Zou An didn't know either. After searching the corpse, he said, "I don't know. This player's level is not high, level [-]."

"Don't do it if you don't understand it. With so many mines picked up for nothing, it's okay to practice your strength."

After speaking, Jiang Minglang picked up the thunders from the corpses into his bag, and threw them around one by one.

I watched Jiang Minglang's throwing joy as he threw it away.

While throwing Jiang Minglang, he discussed with Zou An what is the use of this person engaging in so many thunders.

After throwing it for a while, Jiang Minglang suddenly found that the live broadcast room was reading a sentence: "@不睡不着: That's my bag, you have to pay me!!!!"

It turned out that the Lord came to the door.

"Short, what's the name of that person's dog tag?" Jiang Minglang stopped throwing thunder and asked.

Zuoan threw a thunder, then glanced at the backpack and said: "Pinyin, I can't sleep if I spell it out..."

Jiang Minglang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It seems that the real owner has come to the door. Don't throw it away. They are claiming compensation in my live broadcast room!"

Zou An was stunned for a moment: "Did you come to the door? What a coincidence, are you a fan?"

Jiang Minglang flipped through the barrage and said: "Maybe, the fan brand is already level seven, which is considered high."

"It's really high. You've only been broadcasting for two weeks. Free prostitution is not that high. It should be a gift. Let's see what to do." Zouan has no choice now, with more than 100 million Lei, two people It's almost over...

"What else can I do, I will accompany him later..." Jiang Minglang was helpless. He thought he had picked up a big deal at first, but now that he is fine, he has to pay for it.

Forget it, just treat it as a power brush...

(End of this chapter)