Seeing that he was impatient to wait in the live broadcast room, Lin Bei coughed twice and said, "I'm sorry, the amount this time is a bit large. It's a bit difficult to get goods worth tens of millions."
Since they want to fix themselves, it's better to have some serious love affairs.
Under the cryptic language, the fans in the live broadcast room were extremely excited.
Tens of millions of plug-ins?
Damn, that’s awesome!
"League of Assassins: Are you kidding me? Did the anchor spend all his recent money on plug-ins?"
"Baby Lin on the battlefield: Tsk, Lin Bei, are you having so much fun?"
"There's no JJ upstairs: Damn it, I'm asking for support. I can have dozens of wives for tens of millions!!!"
"A cannon: Brother, your wives are so damn expensive. If you let me have them, I can make hundreds of them!"
The atmosphere in the live broadcast room became heated again. This was tens of millions. It was no longer as simple as the three million just now.
Lin Bei's words were obviously provoking those behind the scenes!
"Now that you are ready, let's get started."
After watching them discuss for a while, Lin Bei directly logged into the game, still choosing the Southeast Asian server.
There are many God players in this server, and the rewards for killing them are also very rich, which can just offset your losses.
"Flying to the sky and escaping to the earth, teleporting wonderful people, only you can't imagine it, but I can't do it. If you are interested, please contact me!"
"Contact you to paralyze me and restore the harmony of my Southeast Asian server!"
"Boy, if he has the ability to tell you a location, I will fly a plane to catch you."
"If he has the ability, he'll blow up a plane while he's paralyzed!"
This time Lin Bei chose a solo match. Only in this way could he fight freely, and it would be easier to kill.
As soon as I entered the preparation square, the sound of selling hooks came from the headphones.
The two waves of players began to fight each other.
"Ahem, I'm in Linbei, Country Z. I heard that you, the God-server players, are all rubbish. Is that true?"
Seeing how happily they were quarreling, Lin Bei thought of a way to attract hatred, and turned on the full voice chat and said.
"Fuck that boy, tell me again if he has what it takes!"
"Brother, you are right. We support you and kill these cheaters."
Lin Bei shook his head and continued: "I'm sorry, except for the God players, ordinary players are worse than garbage!"
As soon as the words fell, the whole place fell into silence.
Everyone was a little confused after hearing Lin Bei's words. Are you even doing this as a helper?
"Fuck, Lin Bei, right? Give me your address and I won't give you shit!"
"It's so crazy. The professional circles in country Z are now starting to become arrogant."
"Come on, come on, let me see your strength."
After a wave of shouting, both groups of people started spraying towards Lin Bei.
"I'm waiting for you at the airport. If you don't come, it's my son!"
After Lin Bei turned off all microphones, he could imagine that next, there would definitely be another wave of blood spurting.
"Assassin's League: Darling, what do you want to do, host?"
"A cannon: openly provoking 99 players? This is a crazy pace."
"There's no JJ upstairs: I bet you, the host won't jump to the airport later."
"That's my son upstairs: Alas, you still don't know the anchor very well. Will you be able to hang out with tens of millions of dollars?"
Fans in the live broadcast room were shocked and couldn't help but wonder. What does Lin Bei want to do?
Revenge on society?
There are many God players in this game. Lin Beiguang estimated that at least 10 God players would come to kill him based on these few words.
In addition to being surprised, they all had some inexplicable expectations. What the hell are these tens of millions of goods?
Lin Bei looked at the live broadcast information, shook his head and said with a smile: "If I jump, give me your sister, haha."
"As long as there are no people who blow up planes, I will definitely wipe out the Southeast Asian server with this one!"
Time passed slowly, and soon after the plane took off, we arrived at the airport.
Almost instantly, the cabin was mostly empty, and Lin Bei was suddenly there!
"Haha, so many people!"
Lin Bei was a little excited when he saw the people landing at high speed around him. There were at least 60 or ten people in this airport!
"System, use the hand of God!"
Lin Bei's skydiving skills are still much slower than those of Tianshen players.
At this time, there were already several people rushing ahead of him, and they had to use the hand of God as soon as possible.
"The hand of God has been activated. Host, please pretend not to be exposed."
A message passed through his mind, and Lin Bei suddenly lost control of the game characters.
With only a slight deviation, Lin Bei's figure's descent speed suddenly increased, which was completely different from what it could be compared to just now.
"Wow!"
The parachute opened with a roar, and the entire airport was suddenly enveloped by the parachute's canopy.
"The God of Battle begins scanning."
The character turned his head slightly, locking the players nearby and above him, and a series of falling routes appeared on the screen.
"After scanning, there are 60 people landing at the airport this time, including 10 players with abnormal flying abilities and 49 ordinary players."
"Preliminary estimation of the descent location shows that there are 20 people in the direction of the C building. Some people have already landed and it is recommended to take shelter."
Commands were transmitted one after another, and the character's flight path instantly changed and flew towards the satellite building.
At this time, most of the players had just opened their umbrellas, and several Celestial players had already fallen on the roof of the C-shaped building. Even if Lin Bei was asked to operate, they would still choose to transfer.
However, this analysis ability is so awesome that it can even calculate the landing location of enemy players.
"Assassin's League: Yeah, host, you've just stirred up a hornet's nest. More than half of the people in this airport have jumped."
"A cannon: Anchor, stop running away, why did you move? Hurry up and get the gun."
"There is no JJ upstairs: the anchor of the catalog has been cheated. The tens of millions of cheats can't even fly to the gods. You can go and get a refund."
"A soul chaser: Haha, the anchor is going to play this time. I saw at least 10 god players. How can I fight?"
The situation at the airport was clear at a glance, which scared the fans in the live broadcast room.
In the past, except for the crazy stage near the end of the season, this situation has never happened before. It was almost always to lose ranks.
Lin Bei calmly took out the 95 Supreme and lit one for himself: "Haha, it's tens of millions anyway. It can't be as obvious as those inferior ones. If I'm faster than them, won't I be exposed?
"
"Assassin's League: Tsk, no wonder, is that so?"
"There's no JJ upstairs: please link, please copy, I'm willing to give it to you if my sister gives it to you."
"That's my son upstairs: come on, let's see it."
During the exchange in the live broadcast room, Lin Bei's character had already landed on the satellite floor.
The 60 people were spread out evenly, and there were a full 20 people in the satellite building area, but there were fewer Demi players.
"Boy, get out of here, I've taken over this place."
As soon as Lin Bei landed, a giant taller than the satellite building ran over and stared at Lin Bei who was picking up a gun.
"The God of Battlefield starts scanning, attack mode."
As soon as the giant appeared, Lin Bei's screen was filled with dense red lines, wrapping around the giant's body.
Almost instantly, the player's true location appeared on the giant's chest.