When Bob heard about Wei Lisi's experience, he immediately laughed and mocked: "Wei Lisi, you are still a mid-level anchor. You can't deal with such a trivial matter. You are so coward."
Although Wei Lisi was displeased, the other party was a big-shot anchor, and he didn't dare to contradict and provoke him. Besides, he had to ask for help.
"Let me help you, three thousand dollars." Bob sat on the ground and raised the price.
Three thousand US dollars, this is all he can earn from live broadcasting in half a month.
Foreign live broadcasts are not as good as domestic ones. Except for those big anchors, there are very few people who give gifts. Three thousand US dollars is already a lot.
Although Wei Lisi was reluctant in every possible way, in order to regain his position and save his live broadcast popularity, he finally agreed.
"Hurry up and call more people for me, and we'll surround him and kill him together!" Wei Lis, who had paid three thousand US dollars, couldn't wait any longer.
He was afraid that if the bug in the matching mechanism was recovered and they couldn't match Jiang Siming, he would have no place to cry.
"Why do you need to call others to kill this person? I am enough alone. Ask one of your teammates to come out and pull me in." Bob looked very confident.
Wei Lisi kindly advised: "This Chinese monkey has two shots and is very accurate. We'd better find more people."
"Bah! It's embarrassing. I said I can do it alone. If you don't believe me, don't come to me."
Bob was very dissatisfied with Willis for not trusting him.
Wei Lisi had no choice but to obey and pulled Bob into the team.
Jiang Siming, who had been loading, was getting a little impatient.
It's been more than ten minutes and I still haven't entered the game. Have these three guys quit the game?
"While this matching bug is still there, let's wait for another three minutes. If it doesn't open, we will go back to the Asian server to play."
Jiang Siming was afraid that the audience would be impatient, so he limited the time.
Unexpectedly, the audience refused to listen.
"It's okay Mingshen, just keep waiting, we are willing to wait with you!"
"That's right, killing these three white pigs is so exciting. It's much more interesting than fighting the passerby game."
"Wait, wait! We have to wait, wait another half an hour!"
"I haven't seen enough killing yet. Mingshen needs to work harder and keep squatting on them!"
"Suck these three dogecoin things again! I'll give you this month's bonus!"
...
The crowd was very excited, and it was obvious that these three Americans had also angered the audience.
In order to watch Jiang Siming kill them, he was willing to wait here.
What else can Jiang Siming say about this? Let’s wait together with the audience!
Fortunately, within a few minutes, Jiang Siming entered the game again.
When I entered the hall and took a look, it turned out that Wei Lis was the hottie!
The audience was so excited that they finally got to this point again.
However, it seems that I have changed my teammate, and there is an ID that is unfamiliar to me.
It doesn't matter, as long as the culprit can be identified.
But the strange thing is that this time, Wei Lis didn't feel guilty as he did before, but smiled confidently.
"Chinese Monkey, you are dead this time. Do you know who the number is?"
"How do I know who the number is? I only know that he must be the cheap godfather you found by kneeling and licking him. If my son is humiliated, of course I will stand up. Am I right?" Jiang Siming asked in return.
The smile that Wei Lis had just regained disappeared in an instant. It was really Jiang Siming's mouth that was so bad!
Moreover, his English is very good, and he can communicate without any barriers. He can get to the essence of an insult in one sentence, unlike other foreigners whose English is only superficial.
Just like foreigners learning Chinese to curse people, you are a pig, you are a dog.
But to the Chinese people, cursing at this level is just scratching an itch. You have to spray it, you have to spray it on the ancestral graves, the more it hurts the heart, the better, so that it can hit the spinal cord.
Seeing how Wei Lisi is doing now, it's obvious that he has been poked.
At this time, my teammate spoke up, with a sneer and disdain, and said: "Yellow peril people from China, you know, my favorite thing to do is to kill Chinese people, this feeling is so wonderful."
"Really, now I also fall in love with the pleasure of killing you white-skinned pigs. Seeing you kneeling down and begging for mercy, helpless and furious, I feel even better than having a sex with your mother."
The number was immediately angered, but the audience in Jiang Siming's live broadcast room burst into laughter.
"Myojin is so dirty, let's drive the train! Dirty dirty~"
"Please swipe your card to get on the bus, Didi!"
"Drop! The hole is stuck deep!"
"Although it's very dirty, if you really want to relieve your anger, you have to scold me like this!"
"Hahaha, you dare to scold me, Mingshen, are you qualified?"
"I only obey Mingshen when he scolds people. He is proficient in all the elegant, refined and dirty things."
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"Wait to die, Chinese monkey!" Hao shouted angrily, then turned off the microphone and stopped talking.
Obviously, he was irritated and planned to go down and knock Jiang Siming down immediately and then retaliate with swear words!
As the plane took off, Willis once again marked an uninhabited spot and flew towards it.
Jiang Siming was naturally not afraid and followed him.
The four of them were scattered in various corners. Because Wei Lisi had told him in advance, they knew that Jiang Siming was fast at skydiving and would not jump near him at all.
The other two are also far away from Jiang Siming, so the idea of hunting birds cannot be realized for the time being.
But this has nothing to do with Jiang Siming.
After searching a house, I found a crossbow and a spray gun. They had no head or armor. Jiang Siming didn't care. He was proficient in crossbows.
Although the crossbow has a short range, its damage is as high as am in short and medium distances!
In the hands of others, it is a waste, but in the hands of Jiang Siming, it is a magic weapon for short and medium distances!
By this time Bob had already come over to Jiang Siming.
With great luck, he picked up an M4 and took it with a 4x scope, first-level head and first-level armor, and a UMP submachine gun.
With such equipment, Bob's self-confidence can be said to be inflated. He has already carved a death note for Jiang Siming.
Soon Willis also picked up a rifle and came with reinforcements.
Bob, who was the first to get closer, hid in the corner, quite far away.
He set up the M4 and saw Jiang Siming still in the room, smiling brightly.
Bang!
One shot broke the glass in Jiang Siming's room. The shot was just to scare him.
"Bob, wait for us to come together, don't fight alone." Willis was still a little worried.
But how could Bob listen? How could he, a retired professional player, easily ask for help?
"I can take care of him by myself. Please prepare machetes, pans, or Molotov cocktails, and humiliate him later." Bob laughed.
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