"Yingying Yingying, when there are mistakes in luck, isn't it a god? Host, this system supports you spiritually, kill the gods and maintain peace in the game!"

"What you said makes sense, I refuted silently!"

Mo Qian almost said that I'll make a fool of myself. If he were to be normal, he would have boldly tried to kill the gods, but now he is under system tasks and will become a woman if he fails!

If you are killed by a god, who will you ask for to make a reason with a woman?

...

"Poor anchor, touching his head, he can meet a god every time."

"Didi~Didi~The anchor is waiting for you after flight!"

"Come on, the anchor will definitely succeed in Zhuxian. I believe in you!"

...

Da da da da da!!!

The gunshots were deafening. Mo Qian took the first aid kit, drank two bottles of drinks to fill the blood strips, and picked up the third-level head on the ground and put it on his head.

Holding the m416 that matched her hand, Mo Qian hesitated for a long time, but he still didn't dare to take action!

Da da da da da!!!

When the god saw that Mo Qian did not dare to show his head, he became even more arrogant. The bullets kept hitting the wall, making Mo Qian even more afraid to act rashly!

It's really too unsolvable!

Although Mo Qian is a great god, he is also afraid of plug-ins!

Rust!

The footsteps sounded from far to near, and the immortal was so arrogant that he wanted to kill Mo Qian at close range, or he felt it was boring and wanted to end the game as soon as possible!

Rust!

Mo Qian pointed the spear head at the only exit of the boiler room, and tried his best when he was waiting for the gods to come!

Near, closer!

Mo Qian could even hear the breathing of the gods, and his heart suddenly stopped.

The enemy is coming in!

The black muzzle was aimed at his head, as if his brain would explode the next moment!

Crack! Crack!

Da da da da da!

“mqjbzd kill xxx!”

"mqjbzd kills forty-seven people!"

Good luck, eat chicken tonight!

Mo Qian lay softly on the chair, picked up the water cup next to the table and drank it all.

"It's so dangerous, but why are the guns in the god's hands useless bullets?" Mo Qian's memory of the first thirty seconds of eating chicken flashed in his mind. At that time, he and the god were lit up the mouse hard, hoping to kill the other party quickly.

Mo Qian's bullet was fired, but the rifle in the immortal's hand was unexpectedly stuck. The special sound made Mo Qian keenly realize it.

The gun in the hand of the gods has no bullets!

That shouldn't be!

"System, are you doing it?"

Mo Qian immediately thought of the Zhuxian system. According to common sense, the probability of a god killing him is 80%, while the probability of his counterattack is only pitiful forty!

Unless the gods are so smart, why should I let myself eat chicken?

"Are you surprised or surprised?"

"I knew...you were teasing me!"

Mo Qian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He loved and hated the Zhuxian system. He liked to be slutty when he had nothing to do, but he even wanted to force himself to smile.

Mo Qian is so angry that he is so angry!

"Ding! The mission is completed, congratulations on obtaining the martial arts dragon's tail swing!"

The Zhuxian system is not joking. The serious release of mission completion rewards, and the dragon swings its tail. Mo Qian is a little yearning for it. This is the ultimate move of the blind monk in League of Legends.

I don’t know what it will look like if it is displayed in reality!

...

"Eat chicken, the anchor kills chicken forty-five times!"

"Good! The world record is only thirty, and the anchor has set a new world record!"

"It's not considered refreshing, right? After all, there's a bug in the game!"

...

The barrage was arguing fiercely, and Mo Qian was also quite helpless. What a big deal, he could still quarrel!

"Congratulations, Warriors! The throne of the number one in the Asian server is temporarily kept by you!"

Suddenly, an improvement appeared on the screen, which clearly stated that Mo Qian was already the number one in the Asian server!

The first in the Asian server?

Mo Qian smiled. He killed forty-five enemies in the game. Even in a game, he could not kill so many people. His points were far higher than the original first and second in the Asian server. After eating chicken, his points rose sharply, and it was natural that he became the first in the Asian server!

"Your account is questioned and will be temporarily blocked for three days!"

Suddenly, another prompt appeared on the screen, showing that Mo Qian’s account was abnormal, suspected of cheating, and was blocked for three days.

"I'm really eating a date, slapping myself!"

Mo Qian thought speechlessly that Lan Dong was really good at playing. Isn’t this slapping their company in the face?

...

"The anchor is so jumping, Lan Dong is banned!"

"What's the use of giving the anchor the title of No. 1 in the Asian server?"

"No one is convinced, just accept Lan Dong's magical operation!"

.....

The barrage is so funny. The crazy swearing Landong is a mentally retarded company. Each time there are several G updates, plug-ins are rampant, and gods are everywhere in the Asian server, which affects the game experience of normal players, etc.!

Anyway, it’s right to spray Landong!

Reward one thousand rockets with one hand!

"Thank you for the rich one hundred... Huh? One thousand rockets? Didn't you say that you gave one hundred rockets? I won't give you more!"

Mo Qian widened his eyes, counted the three fractions on the screen, and counted them back and forth several times, and it was a thousand!

"Uh... my hand slipped!"

A golden barrage floated by, and the id spoke for the rich man who covered the sky with one hand.

Nani?

Hands...slip?

Wow! What a rough and simple reason! The world of rich people is so difficult to understand!

Mo Qian still sincerely expressed his gratitude. One thousand rockets, five hundred thousand oceans, he could divide 200,000 oceans, plus the four thousand rockets he sent with one hand to cover the sky.

Two million plus five hundred thousand is equivalent to two million oceans, five hundred thousand, five cents!

Mo Qian realized!

I seem to be a little rich man, but I earn one million and one million in income from the live broadcast tonight!

What school should I go to? Isn’t it a pleasure to earn a million yuan a month as an anchor?

However, this idea appeared in Mo Qian's mind and was immediately abandoned. After a few months of ending, it would be over for college. At that time, it would be fine if he became an anchor again!

...

"He is the plug-in anchor who kills pig heads!"

"Holy anchor, oh? All the accounts have been blocked! Sure enough, they are cheating!"

"Pig Head also told us not to find trouble. The truth is revealed. This anchor is just hanging on the wall!"

"Cao Nima, who is the anchor of the wall!"

"Your God Wei has never beat our God of Death. As a fan, he still has the face to find trouble?"

...

There are too many barrages. Mo Qian watched it for a while before he knew what happened. It was Wei Shen’s fans who came to cause trouble! I wonder if Wei Shen knew about this?

"Ahem, don't argue. Do I have any cheating? The people who watched the live broadcast just now know that they still have to have their account blocked. It doesn't prove that I have cheating. I believe Lan Dong will give me a satisfactory reply! Also, I am also a fan of Wei Shen. I hope everyone can be harmonious and don't quarrel!"

Mo Qian put his attitude very low while speaking, which not only gave Wei Shen enough face, but also explained why the account was blocked, which was a killing of two birds with one stone.

Who would have thought that Wei Shen’s fans would not buy it at all!

"The anchor of the wall, explain that you are paralyzed, and cheating is cheating!"

"All the anchors of the seafood station are hanging on the wall!"

"Hmph! I don't dare to show my face because you are cheating, don't want to meet people!"

Mo Qian's face was a little annoyed, did he give you a face, right?
Chapter completed!