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Chapter 227 Human bomb Jiang Siming!

The three men immediately raised their guns and wanted to shoot. As soon as they hit the target, the thunderbolt in Jiang Siming's hand exploded with a loud bang.

The two closest SJ members were blown down on the spot, while Gu Cun was at Jiang Siming's feet.

At that time, he watched helplessly as Jiang Siming pinched Lei, his eyes frightened and desperate, and he desperately wanted to crawl aside.

But it didn't help, he was also blown up, and he was already knocked down, but he was blown up again and was completely cold.

"Player [4am_ming] used grenade to knock down player [SJ_KK]"

"Player [4am_ming] used a grenade to knock down player [SJ_1]"

"Player [4am_ming] used a grenade to kill player [SJ_gucun]"

"Player [4am_ming] used a grenade to kill player [4am_ming]"

Four messages popped up, and SJ watched helplessly as Jiang Siming replenished Gucun and even blew up two of their team members.

The most irritating thing is that Jiang Siming made a fool of himself! His head was not counted in their score, but one point was taken from Jiang Siming.

Four against one, they had an absolute advantage, but they didn't take advantage of anything. They were exposed by a suicide bomb.

Angry! So angry!

The four people in SJ were so angry that their lungs exploded, especially Gu Cun, who almost smashed the computer.

He had just vowed to humiliate Jiang Siming. He clearly had a chance to win, but he was still shown off by Jiang Siming.

But the facts were right in front of them. Fortunately, Jiang Siming didn't blow up all three of them, otherwise SJ would be wiped out by Jiang Siming in one wave.

At that time, the last surviving team member was a little far away, and Jiang Siming's grenade could not reach him. Otherwise, if he changed for four, it would be a bloody gain.

But they didn't lose much now. Counting Wei Shen and Xing Meng, they only lost one head in 4am.

Moreover, this kind of blow to morale was much more painful than that of the Yin people. Wei Shen and Xing Ming were so excited that they jumped up from their chairs.

"Hahaha, cowhide, cowhide! Lao Jiang is so relieved!"

"Kill the orphan, and the strength of their team will be greatly reduced. Don't even think about winning the chicken, hahaha."

Jiang Siming was also very comfortable, and his suffocation suddenly dissipated. Sure enough, killing orphans made him happy. Killing him felt good for a while, and he felt good all the time.

So in the following game, Jiang Siming decided to give the orphan a big gift!

His [Game Program Tamper] passed the CD a few days ago and has never been used, so everyone understands.

The team was wiped out early at 4am, but they still had enough points. If they were ranked eighth, they would be rewarded with two points, for a total of 4 points.

Even if this score is not first, it should still be in the top three.

Therefore, this wave of group destruction does not have a big impact on 4am, and the score background is there.

But SJ is miserable. The strongest person in the team is alone, and the other members are average.

In one fell swoop, three members of SJ died at the hands of other teams before they could survive the sixth lap.

Their scores were also tallied up, and they were ranked seventh, having killed two teams, Gaweishen and Suzuo, for a total of 1 point.

This score is not low but definitely not high. It can only be considered a medium level. There is still a long way to go before 4am.

After knowing this news, the audience all cheered and were overjoyed, as if they were even happier than eating chicken at 4am.

The early elimination at 4am also made several other teams breathe a sigh of relief.

In the end, the strong 17 team won the first place and scored points. 17 also killed a lot of people.

OMG ranked second with a score of 7, and the third place was 4am.

The SJ team had 1 point and was ranked ninth. There was nothing to complain about at all. Not only did they not complain, the coach also scolded them.

If it weren't for blocking Jiang Siming, their score would definitely be higher.

Today's group stage has come to an end. Because there are many teams, Jiang Siming's team is not the only one participating.

There is another group that will start to play next, two groups AB, and the top eight in each group will advance to the finals of the PCL Spring Split.

Today's 4am game has ended, and the second round will start the day after tomorrow.

The event is very slow, but this is because the Blue Hole wants to attract the audience's appetite. If it ends too quickly, everyone will not feel it.

Just like the current LOL events, Spring Split, Summer Split, MSI, Intercontinental Split, S Split, All-Star, etc.

There are a lot of events, and each event will be played for a month or two, and then move on to the next event. In this way, throughout the year, there will almost always be games to watch.

The audience is also very happy because this way they can see their favorite teams from time to time instead of just playing for a few days.

Jiang Siming and Wei Shen put away their peripheral keyboards and mice while talking and laughing, planning to find a place to have dinner.

"Mingshen Awei, have you guys eaten? Come together, I'll treat you." 17shou came over to ask.

"Are you so polite?" Wei Shen said with a smile.

"I came here specifically to invite the gods, and I brought you three with me. Don't get me wrong." 17shou said jokingly.

Wei Shen and Duoyu are not angry either. In fact, 4am has always had a good relationship with Team 17.

"Your team helped us a lot in the previous FGS competition. I have always wanted to find an opportunity to thank you. Why don't we meet by chance this time?" 17shou Chao Jiang Siming said kindly.

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Siming agreed readily.

The two teams were walking together and planned to leave the venue to have a meal.

Just passing by SJ's territory, Jiang Siming's eyes lit up, and he suddenly asked Wei Shen loudly: "Awei, let me ask you, I won someone's red Ferrari for you to sell, why did you only sell one

It’s more than a million, is it lining your own pockets?”

Wei Shen was stunned at first, but he understood instantly when he saw Jiang Siming's eyes.

"Hey! You're talking about this, but I'm not. They said this old car is worth more than one million, and they won't pay even a penny more. I don't think anyone else wants it, so I'll just sell it.

I'm selling the scrap metal to others." Wei Shen said innocently.

"Forget it, forget it, more than one million is a small amount, but after all, you got it for free. You invite me today, Ah Beast, but I have to invite you for the game the day after tomorrow. Don't worry, I picked up this money for nothing, so I can spend it as I like!"

"

"No problem, then we will come to the game on an empty stomach the day after tomorrow. I heard that you met a team of old men today. It's a pity. We'll treat you tonight and you should eat more."

17shou is not afraid of offending SJ at all. He has never liked people like Lone Cun. So what if he offends him?

Ha ha ha ha.

Eight people laughed.

"Fuck you..." Only Gu Cun clenched his gums and clenched his fists, wishing he could go over and punch each of them.

But considering his small body, he couldn't beat anyone in there, so let's forget it and don't use force.

He will take care of these two teams in the second game the day after tomorrow!

"Wait for me. In the next game, I will make you cry miserably!" Gu Cun vowed.

Well, I swore again, God is probably used to him farting randomly.

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It’s the fifth watch~~The gongs and drums are beating~~

By the way, I have the audacity to ask for a banknote! (To be continued)


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