Chapter 38

At the moment when Pei pengtian heard the sound of footsteps and pulled the PPT gun around, Chen Yao and his colleagues watched from a bystander's perspective. Zhang Ning rushed forward on the screen and jumped onto the blue box 1 in front of him!

Dong. Dong.

Zhang Ning's battle was harmless and only stayed for less than half a second!

Then he immediately jumped down.

At the moment of PPT's turning back, he hid in the dead corner again.

"Hoo, your hand is fast enough. You almost found it." Zhang Ning smiles and says leisurely, "how are you? Do you see clearly? I'm hiding behind you, behind Orange Box five. Are you sure you don't want to fire a shot? Maybe it's over... "

Pei pengtian didn't reply.

He had just looked behind him. There was no one behind him.

The back of orange box 5 is not a blind spot. If there was someone in the back, he should have seen it as soon as he looked back.

Since he didn't see it, he didn't - he believed in his own judgment.

"He didn't move! It must have been his mockery that made me hallucinate. " He couldn't explain where the footsteps he heard came from. He could only think that Zhang Ning's sarcasm distracted him.

Pei pengtian carefully opened the lens and re examined every point that needed to be monitored from near to far.

But There was no figure he expected at every point.

Gradually, a few drops of sweat oozed from his forehead.

He knows that just now, his angle of view must have given the other party time to do some small movements!

But, fortunately, the time is not long.

He pulls back and forth for no more than three seconds, and the small movements he can do are very limited!

"It's OK." Although Pei pengtian was a little flustered by the footsteps, he kept telling himself that it was the single challenge of 1v1.

Zhang Ning in the face of his sniper gun King Barrett, play not too many tricks!

Three seconds

What can be done in three seconds?

"Oh, are you still thinking, what did I do with your poor three seconds?" Zhang Ning threw a piece of gum into his mouth and said as he chewed it.

"No Pei pengtian's spirit has been highly concentrated. He carefully re examines every corner in front of him that may have been overlooked.

The Red Cross in Barrett's mirror kept moving slightly in front of his eyes with the shaking of the transport ship. He shook his head and had to concentrate more to pull the trigger accurately when the other side's head appeared in the Red Cross!

He's under more and more pressure.

As time went by, he became more and more aware of what he was holding!

Lord of snipers, Barrett!

Yesterday, he couldn't beat uncle's pistol with a pistol. Today, if he took a strong sniper, he couldn't beat uncle's pistol. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?

"Oh, what's the matter with you? The camera is out of order! " Zhang Ning's joking voice rang out again.

"Shut up Pei pengtian wiped the sweat on his forehead with his right hand.

"Well, from my point of view, your perspective is too ugly." Zhang Ning said, "Alas No, did I expose my position in this sarcasm? "

Pei pengtian's hand is holding the mouse, and the sweat in his palm has been glued to the mouse.

Do you want a letter?

If uncle really saw his action, he should be less than five meters behind him now.

No!

I don't believe it.

If it's less than five meters, why not shoot?

Zhang Ning added: "forget it, I won't play with you. You turn around slowly, but don't step back Because my dagger is on the back of your head. "

Pei pengtian doesn't believe it. I don't believe a word.

Although he has to admit that his uncle's level of sarcasm has deviated from Shen Zhaolou's level of pure swearing, Pei pengtian has always been a man who claims that how thick his face is and how strong his psychological quality is, so he can't bear his sarcasm.

But just when he relied on his strong psychological quality and firmly didn't believe uncle's sarcasm, he once again

He heard footsteps again!

"Grass His hair exploded - so close! It's so close! Is there a dagger on the back of his head? But when did you come? How is that possible?

"Grass," Shen Zhaolou almost called out with PEI pengtian. She immediately went to see Chen Yao, "where's the sound?"

But Chen Yao quietly looked at Zhan Wushang's left table!

In fact, almost as soon as he heard the footsteps, Chen Yao's eyes immediately moved away from Zhang Ning's computer. To the left of Zhang Ning's keyboard, it was a mobile phone!

At this time, Zhang Ning's hand just took away from the mobile phone.

Chen Yao and Pei pengtian heard the footsteps not from the game, not from the poor quality headphones Pei pengtian wore, but from Zhang Ning's mobile phone recording!"Damn, I mean the footsteps in Pei pengtian's earphones. How can I hear so clearly without earphones? Uncle, you're a little..." Han Xiao doesn't know how to say it.

"Wretched. It's obscene. " Shen Zhaolou looked at the screen in shock.

"In professional games, is that a foul?" Chen Yao asked calmly.

"Who the hell knows if a foul is not a foul?" Shen Zhaolou said with big bags all over his head. "Which stupid guy in the professional field would do such a thing? Mobile recording! Is he all right? "

Zhang Ning's role war is harmless, just like Pei pengtian's judgment, he stayed there and didn't move, and didn't go behind the PPT at all.

Pei pengtian heard the footsteps twice. It was Zhang Ning who opened his mobile phone and recorded the footsteps!

Yeah, it's just a recording!

Shen Zhaolou's lungs are about to explode.

What kind of psychosis can we chew gum, play mobile phone recording, taunt and fight at the same time?

"Well. Not all mentally retarded people are called "war without injury." Han Xiao's whole face was twitching.

Chen Yao's mouth angle actually pulled: "interesting."

Because their voices were too loud, a group of young people around them were not happy: "Shh, don't make a sound, it's a foul to report a point!"

"Found it!" Pei pengtian's psychological quality is directly proportional to the thickness of his face. When he heard the sound of footsteps and felt like his whole body was full of hair, he just cut a dagger, but did not pull the angle of view, and immediately cut back to Barrett.

This time, he caught what he wanted in front of the camera!

In the middle of the blue No.1 low box and the orange No.13 high box, there is a little bit of the muzzle of the "95s" gun

It's not reflective. Between the blue and orange boxes, it's very low-key. It's just like the lotus with a little bud on the water. If you don't pay attention to it, you may skip it.

However, Pei pengtian didn't miss it. He saw the little black muzzle of Xiaohe.

"There he is." Pei pengtian immediately said, "hum. Now it's my turn to pretend! "