If you are asked to be a professional bootlicker, you will turn the goddess into a clown?

Zhang Yang thought that Lin Xiaowan would explain when she heard the word "girlfriend", but she stood in front of Zhang Yang, put her hands on her hips and said confidently: "Don't worry, we can't lose with me here."

This sentence aroused the little fat boy's fighting spirit. He looked at her deeply and said, "What if you lose later?"

Lin Xiaowan was also unwilling to admit defeat in front of this group of little brats: "If we lose, we will cover all your drinks and snacks today."

The little fat man chuckled, raised his arm and shouted, "Brothers, we have food to eat today!"

The friends gathered around and started to discuss how to eat the piece of fat meat that was right in their mouths.

The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched. It would have been fine if Lin Xiaowan didn't argue with them, but now it seemed like she was asking for trouble.

Even though they are elementary school students, there are still eight of them. Wouldn't it be easy to find a way to deal with just two of them?

He looked at Lin Xiaowan helplessly, and she stuck out her tongue mischievously and said, "I've already said the harsh words. You brought me here to relax today, and I don't want to treat those little brats to food."

What I mean is, I dug this hole, but you have to find a way to fill it.

Even though Lin Xiaowan is a serious first-class surgeon, she still acts like a little girl when she is playing.

The customer is God. As a professional bootlicker, no matter how big the pit is, you have to find a way to fill it.

But what to do?

He thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up. Let you little brats unite to deal with me, and I will play some dirty tricks on you.

He pretended to go to the front desk to buy something, then suddenly lowered his voice and said to the customer service lady: "Beauty, you just said that others playing with us will not isolate us.

You see, these little brats are obviously planning to unite against us, what do you think we should do? "

The customer service lady was also experienced and didn't treat him well: "Everyone knows that elementary school students are not easy to mess with. If you insist on messing with them, what can I do?"

Zhang Yang said with a sly smile, "Oh? So you don't care? If you don't like the game experience later, don't blame me for spreading rumors online."

After he said this, the customer service lady was obviously a little guilty, and she was actually a little panicked by his threat.

After all, outdoor games like theirs are now very dependent on online word of mouth. Once the reputation collapses, it will definitely affect the business, and they might even be severely scolded by the boss.

Big stores can bully customers, small stores are bullied by customers. The business of this store is not very good. The customer service lady finally gave in: "I am afraid of you. What do you want?"

Zhang Yang raised his chin towards the various gaming equipment behind her: "Make some arrangements when I arrange the equipment later."

The customer service lady rolled her eyes at him fiercely and muttered, "You're playing dirty tricks with elementary school students."

Zhang Yang took out his cell phone and said, "Then don't blame me..."

The customer service lady held down his phone and said, "I'll have someone arrange it, but it can't be too much. Can I give you equipment advantages?"

Zhang Yang frowned and said, "Then they can't get too close to the good equipment."

The customer service lady looked at him with contempt and said, "I'll go and explain." Then she left her seat and went into the venue to explain.

Zhang Yang returned to Lin Xiaowan with two bottles of water and handed one of them to her: "Don't worry, we will definitely win in a while."

Lin Xiaowan was a very smart woman. She saw at a glance that Zhang Yang was definitely going to do something bad, but she didn't say anything. She raised her lips slightly and said, "If you lose, you have to treat those kids to a meal."

Zhang Yang almost choked to death on a mouthful of water. This Doctor Lin was really mean sometimes. He even wanted to cheat a bootlicker like him.

Half an hour later, the game was ready to begin.

The map they chose was an abandoned factory. It was a ten-player game divided into five groups, with two people in each group. Each person had five bars of health, and if they were defeated, they would be considered dead.

Each person carries a sensor armor with five bars of light on it, representing each person's five bars of health. If you are hit by a gun or a melee weapon, one bar will be deducted, and if you are hit by a bomb, more blood will be deducted.

In addition, each person is equipped with a walkie-talkie to facilitate communication between teammates.

The game lasts for one and a half hours. At the end of the time, the group with the highest total health points wins.

It is naturally impossible for real people to eat chicken by falling from the sky on a plane like in the game. The birthplace of each group of people is randomly determined by drawing lots.

However, because Zhang Yang secretly cheated, their birthplace was set outside the factory, far away from other groups.

The four groups of people including the fat guy were also isolated from each other to prevent them from joining forces and forming a joint force.

With a long beep in the factory, the game begins.

Zhang Yang and Lin Xiaowan soon found a box near them. When they opened it, they found a Barrett sniper rifle.

After a brief training, Lin Xiaowan also knew that good equipment was generally not near the birthplace. She immediately understood that this should be the result of Zhang Yang's mischief.

Zhang Yang handed her the sniper rifle and said, "This is your equipment. One shot can reduce two health points. Find a place to hide and snipe to cover me. I'll go to the field ahead to loot."

Lin Xiaowan nodded and said, "Well, then you should be careful."

After the training just now, she also knew what looting meant, which means looking for boxes scattered around the map.

But now there are eight people on the other side, and it is undoubtedly very dangerous for Zhang Yang, who does not have any equipment, to go out and loot the loot.

For Zhang Yang, customers are the top priority as long as they are providing services. It is unacceptable to let customers take risks even during gaming.

But in Lin Xiaowan's view, every action of Zhang Yang can give her a sense of security, and her liking for him has increased a little bit.

She found a secluded place, set up her sniper rifle, and observed through the scope to see if there were any elementary school students who were going to attack Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang crouched and walked carefully through the storage room. He soon found a rectangular box in front of him, which looked like it should contain equipment such as automatic rifles.

He was overjoyed and looked around. There seemed to be no one around, so he gathered all his strength and rushed forward to loot the bag.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he showed his head, a pitch-black gun muzzle stretched out from behind a large wooden board and shot him!

"Ding!" One of the five bars of health on his body was reduced by one.

Before the elementary school student with a flat head who was firing the pistol could feel proud, Lin Xiaowan, who was hiding in the distance, pulled the trigger. There was a "beep" sound from his body, and two bars of blood were immediately lost.

The guy with the flat head was so scared that he hid back immediately, not daring to show his head. This kind of sniper rifle would kill anyone who showed his head in seconds.

Zhang Yang reacted quickly. He judged that the other party could only collect one gun in such a short time, and with Lin Xiaowan's cover, the other party would not dare to come out again.

So he took the risk and rushed forward to open the bag on the ground. Fortunately, he found a UMP9 submachine gun inside.

The corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a villain's smile.

You little brats, a pistol against a submachine gun, you're done!