Empty the Delta: I have unlimited withdrawals in the game

Uh-huh! ! !

In just a few tenths of a second, Zhao Mingli fell to the ground. Even though he kept turning the glass window above his head, it was of no use. Zhang Shuai's gun seemed to be stuck on his head and never left.

"Ah!"

Zhang Shuai sneered and looked down at the fallen Zhao Mingli. When he was about to shoot Zhao Mingli, two red flashes of C4 bomb warning suddenly appeared in his sight.

"?!"

Zhang Shuai suddenly lowered his head and looked towards the wall. In an instant, he saw a pair of prison guards passing through the wall. Two C4s with red warnings were stuck on them.

Dengdengdengdeng-

The moment Zhang Shuai saw C4, he pressed the jet button, wanting to move away from the two bombs right in front of him. However, as he pressed the jet button, a busy tone sounded in his headset, indicating that his skill had not yet finished cooling down.

"!!!"

Zhang Shuai reacted quickly and retreated while pointing his gun at the fallen Zhao Mingli, wanting to kill him and refresh his jet CD, but at this moment, a jet sound came from behind the wall.

Ss ...

Zhang Shuai raised the muzzle of his gun in panic and aimed at the door. He opened fire before Weilong appeared inside the door. Countless bullets flew out and hit the same point on the wall of the secret door accurately.

"What?! Not coming out?!!"

The viciousness in Zhang Shuai's inverted triangle eyes disappeared without a trace, and what remained was only endless panic.

Yes.

Not out.

At this time, Li Pu was standing behind the door, facing the wall and pressing the jet button. His body was stuck on the wall and motionless, but the sound of the jet could be heard outside the door.

Come on! Cheat!

The deceived Zhang Shuai had lost his chance at this time. Zhao Mingli, who had fallen to the ground, had crawled to Zhang Shuai's feet. He lay on the ground and looked up at Zhang Shuai. The operator's originally dull eyes now seemed to be full of mockery.

Drop drop drop...

The countdown of the C4 in front of Zhang Shuai ended, several flames expanded one after another, and then four huge explosions sounded.

boom!

boom! !

boom! ! !

boom! ! ! !

The C4 that Zhang Shuai had stuck to the wall and Zhao Mingli's shield exploded simultaneously, and Zhang Shuai's Dragon was instantly engulfed in flames. (I think the bombs on the shield would fall directly to the ground after being knocked down, and then be swallowed up again. If anyone knows, please leave a message and let me know so I can fix it.)

At the moment the bomb exploded, Li Pu sprinted out. There was no indication on his screen that Zhang Shuai had been defeated.

Zhang Shuai is still alive!

Zhang Shuai, who was wearing a full 5-durability armor, had already moved away from the C4. Although Li Pu's two C4s hit him, he still had a little blood left.

Just looking at his status bar, there were two broken legs, two broken arms, bleeding in five places, abdominal injuries, and chest injuries.

A series of abnormal conditions made Zhang Shuai feel a little uncomfortable.

But despite this, Zhang Shuai still stood there, with the M14 in his hand aimed at the entrance of the secret door, where Li Pu's position was exposed.

The moment he saw Li Pu, he shot, and Li Pu did the same.

The difference is that the two people's conditions are very different.

clatter!!!!

Boom! ! ! ! !

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom! ! ! ! !

The two men fired gunshots almost at the same time, but Zhang Shuai's M14 only fired one shot and then completely stopped firing, while the M250 in Li Pu's hand was still firing continuously.

The last bit of Zhang Shuai's skin was no match for the bullets fired by Mr. M, who was also a member of the 250th generation. After being hit by two C4 bombs, his armor had already been shattered, not to mention the protective function it could provide.

Ugh!!!!

Zhang Shuai's Weilong screamed and fell to the ground, while the M250 in Li Pu's hand was still roaring. He pressed the left button hard, and bullets continued to shoot out from the muzzle of the M250. Every bullet hit the fallen Zhang Shuai squarely.

Li Pu had already walked to Zhang Shuai's side, and the muzzle of the M250 was directly stuffed into Zhang Shuai's mouth, and he was still firing.

The first-person perspective on Li Pu's screen was placed on the big screen, which was also the picture in the live broadcast room. In the lower right corner of the picture, the expression on Li Pu's face was captured by the camera.

He had cold eyes and his lips were tightly pursed. He looked very calm, but if you looked closely, you could see the facial muscles beside his nose twitching slightly, which showed that he was venting his inner anger at the moment.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom~~~~Ka...kakakaka...!!

It was not until the 75-round belt of the M250 was used up and the sound of the hammer firing blanks when the trigger was pulled was heard that the big screen switched to the live scene.

On the big screen, Zhang Shuai on the left had stood up, his face flushed as he roared. At this time, a referee was standing next to him, frowning and listening to what Zhang Shuai said.

The picture on the big screen changed again, and a photographer carrying a camera walked up to Zhang Shuai.

"Didn't you see he used a BUG?! C4 through walls! How could that work?! He's a fucking foul!!!"

Zhang Shuai's pair of inverted triangle eyes were now wide open, and the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot. Just after he fell down, Li Pu's constant (identification) allowed him to break through the defense directly.

"You guys don't care about this?! Is this game still playable?! Are you referees eating shit?!"

Zhang Shuai roared without any bottom line, his face gradually turning from red to black.

Li Pu on the opposite side glanced at the roaring Zhang Shuai with a sneer on his face. He exited the game, and his live broadcast room was still hanging on his computer.

"Brothers, I'm not going to pretend anymore. I'm going to do something."

At this time, the screen in Li Pu's live broadcast room was completely flooded with barrages, and everyone was celebrating Zhang Gou's re-arrest. Li Pu's words seemed to add fuel to the fire, making the audience in the live broadcast room even more excited.

Li Pu slowly stood up and raised his hand. (Bian Xiangyi raised his hand)

Chapter 87 word.exe

After the game, Mango and Sanxiao had already left the commentary desk and walked to the main stage. When they saw Li Pu stand up and raise his hand, Sanxiao had already walked over.

Li Pu took the microphone from Sanxiao with his left hand. He coughed twice and cleared his throat.

"Ahem, Teacher Zhang, look here, look here!"

Li Pu called Zhang Shuai and stretched out his right hand with five fingers spread out, waving it towards him.

Zhang Shuai, who was roaring, looked over when he heard the words. There was still a trace of saliva at the corner of his mouth because of his roar.

"Look at your mother! You think that's all you need to do to apologize?! Using a bug?! I wonder how you're going to get by in the future!"

The moment Zhang Shuai saw Li Pu waving his hand, he became furious and yelled at him without caring about anything.

Zhang Shuai didn't have a microphone, but his angry voice still came through.

"puff……"

Li Pu couldn't help but laugh out loud. Seeing Zhang Shuai's furious look at the moment, he almost burst into laughter.

Li Pu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and snorted coldly.

Li Pu put the words to his lips and said coldly, "Teacher Zhang, I'm not waving my hand to apologize to you, but to say... you're not good enough, you need to practice more!"

Li Pu's words made the originally noisy studio quiet down instantly. Even Zhang Shuai, who was still attacking on the opposite side, was stuck at this moment.

"You can't even beat me with cheats?! Do you know how to play?! Are you kidding me?! Stupid dog!!"

Li Pu's voice gradually grew louder, and when he finally cursed "stupid dog" he almost roared.

At this time, Li Pu's face began to turn red, adrenaline began to be secreted, and he was extremely excited.

His roar continued to echo in the studio, and some people's expressions changed after hearing Li Pu's words.

Of course, the one who has changed the most is Zhang Shuai.

Zhang Shuai, whose face was flushed and almost black just now, was now stunned on the spot. The blood color on his face faded visibly, his eyes twitched slightly, and his body couldn't help but shake.

As Li Pu finished speaking, countless people's eyes focused on Zhang Shuai, and even the director put a close-up of Zhang Shuai on the big screen.

"You! Don't slander me! Who's cheating!? Who the hell is cheating?!"

Zhang Shuai reacted and wanted to refute, but he turned his head and looked around and found that almost everyone in the studio was looking at him.

Most people didn't believe what Li Pu said right after he uttered it. But when people turned their eyes to Zhang Shuai, the face changing from red to white, which could be described as Sichuan Opera face-changing, said a lot.

"What are you looking at me for?! He, he's slandering me! He's slandering me! I'm not fucking cheating! Li Pu! Can you just say you win this one?! Don't go too far!"

Looking at the strange looks around him, Zhang Shuai's heart was beating violently. His pale face turned red again at this moment, with a kind of hysterical madness.

"Ha~~"

Li Pu left the computer and walked towards the center of the stage. Sanxiao followed him with a look of great satisfaction on his face.

"Director, replay the first-person view of him hitting the shield in front of the West Building bar, the first-person view of him knocking down Senior Sister Tongtong in front of the East Building secret door, and the first-person view of him firing the gun when I was spitting air at the end."

Is there any cheating?

Li Pu knows best!

He had specially studied Zhang Shuai's live broadcast videos, and he might know Zhang Shuai's shooting skills better than Zhang Shuai herself.

Others might not notice it while just watching the fun, but Li Pu was able to keenly discover that something was wrong.

What Zhang Shuai did just now would be very common if it happened to Li Pu, but it would be a problem if it happened to Zhang Shuai.

As Li Pu finished speaking, a replay quickly appeared on the big screen.

Zhang Shuai's first-person perspective.

In front of the West District bar, Zhang Shuai leaned over the tool shed door and fired. Although the M14 with a red dot sight was shaking violently in the picture, the bullets he fired from a distance of thirty or forty meters hit the glass window above Zhao Mingli's head.

You have to know that even at such a distance, Zhao Mingli was still shaking his shield. At this time, the glass window above Zhao Mingli's head was only as big as a grain of rice, but the bullets shot by Zhang Shuai seemed to have eyes and hit the target every time.

There was an uproar at the scene when they saw this, and some people had already believed what Li Pu said.

When the scene switched to the senior sister, it was explainable because they were close, so there was nothing much to say.

But when Zhang Shuai finally locked Li Pu's head through the wall, the matter became clear.

Li Pu was spitting gas behind the wall. Zhang Shuai aimed his gun at the door. He chose to shoot because he was afraid that Li Pu would come out. The moment he fired, his gun muzzle locked onto the wall beside him in less than a frame.

At this time, the replay was in perspective, and everyone in the studio could see that behind the wall where Zhang Shuai shot was Li Pu's head.

"This is not a fucking lock for me to eat!"

"Hackin' bastard!! Real hackin' bastard!!!"

The uproar at the scene was getting louder and louder. The big screen kept replaying the first-person perspective of Zhang Shuai shooting through the wall, and it was clear at a glance whether it was true or not.

"Check the peripherals he brought, check the computer. We must not wrongly accuse Zhang Shuai~Teacher Zhang~~~!"

Li Pu turned his gaze from the big screen back to look at Zhang Shuai. The corners of his mouth were curled up and trembling slightly. The rapid secretion of adrenaline made him extremely excited.

"You want to beat me up for cheating? I'll beat you to death!"

Who is the cheating dog?!

Zhang Shuai's flushed face turned pale again after hearing Li Pu's words. In just one minute, he had changed his face several times, and he could be called a master of Sichuan Opera face-changing.

The referee who was originally standing next to Zhang Shuai looked at Zhang Shuai coldly. After hearing Li Pu's words, his gaze turned to the computer Zhang Shuai was using. At this time, several staff members came up to the stage and walked towards Zhang Shuai.

"You, what are you doing?! You don't believe what that idiot said?! If he said it's a cheat, then it's a cheat?! Is that what's in your heads?!"

Zhang Shuai was still making his final struggle, but the staff members did not stop walking towards him.

Zhang Shuai's expression changed again. He sat back in the chair trembling all over. He closed the game interface, and a folder suddenly appeared on the screen. He quickly selected and deleted it, then he raised the mouse in his hand and smashed it hard. In just a few clicks, the mouse in his hand became a pile of rubble.

His strange behavior almost confirmed his suspicion.

The entire studio and the live broadcast room were in a frenzy.

The referee standing behind him looked at Zhang Shuai with a strange look, and a question mark slowly appeared in his head.

The staff quickly walked behind Zhang Shuai, and two people held down Zhang Shuai's shoulders. Zhang Shuai wanted to resist, and his hands kept struggling. Soon two more people came and held down his hands.

The referee leaned over, stretched out his left hand, placed it on the keyboard, and pressed Ctrl+Z. The next second, the file that had just been deleted by Zhang Shuai reappeared.

word.exe……

The referee looked down at Zhang Shuai, whose face was pale, and couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the insults he had just hurled at him.

"Stupid."