Chapter 170: 170: Torture a Dog with Personal Skill (First Update)
Fang Lixiang logged into the ga, ford a team, and headed for G Harbor.
Besides Fang Lixiang and Xue Baoyi, the other two teammates they matched with were both dudes, with IDs that read ‘Gouzi pays a visit to Aunt’ and ‘I Can’t Box with My Strength’.
Their luck wasn’t too shabby, they found guns and a first-aid kit shortly after landing, and there were exceptionally many people at G Harbor this round, which made Fang Lixiang a bit excited, scoring two kills right off the bat.
Xue Baoyi realized that this guy might actually be a forr pro player who had been coaxed into retirent.
The four of them moved, two in the front, two in the back.
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “There’s soone in the house ahead.”
The voice sounded like a young guy.
In the ga, a woman with two colorful braids was walking at the back of the group, clad in a bulletproof vest and carrying a backpack, closely following the man in the camo tank top.
‘I’m Your Ancestor’: “I see him.”
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “He seems unard, let’s hit him.”
‘I’m Your Ancestor’: “Okay.”
Xue Baoyi took a few glances, then opened fire furiously. They weren’t too far apart, but the result…
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “Damn, didn’t hit him once.”
Seeing nothing strange, Fang Lixiang thought missing every shot was nothing. This noob was doing great just not to team kill.
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “Are you a newbie?” There was a very clear disdain in his tone.
Xue Baoyi couldn’t be bothered, picked up her weapon, ready to fight again.
“Bang!”
That shot was fired by Fang Lixiang, one shot to kill, very clean and crisp.
Gouzi pays a visit to Aunt: “Triple kill, not bad, teammate.”
This little brother didn’t have such a strong vibe of rancor.
Urala Li Xiang: “Just average, ranking third in the entire server.” The pride sounded as if he was first in the whole server.
Gouzi pays a visit to Aunt: “Oh, it’s a sister.”
Urala Li Xiang: “Yep～”
Damn it!
They duo queued for two months, and she never used such a girly voice with him, just yelled and cursed at him!
Xue Baoyi snorted.
‘I’m Your Ancestor’: “Stop flirting, get back to business.”
On the screen, the man with the two colorful braids leaped onto a shipping container, imdiately followed by Xue Baoyi exclaiming, “Damn!”
‘I’m Your Ancestor’: “I found an M24!”
Urala Li Xiang: “Lucky you, kid.”
Xue Baoyi hurriedly jumped down, looking around nervously. With an M24 in hand, he felt like the entire server was coveting his gun.
So scared, it was the first ti he picked up this gun.
What a coward! Fang Lixiang asked, “Do you want a Level 3 Head?”
The teammate closest to her—’I Can’t Box with My Strength’ imdiately answered: “Yes.”
Urala Li Xiang: “Not for you.”
Urala Li Xiang: “Noob, here’s a Level 3 Head for you.”
The woman with colorful braids imdiately scampered over, accepting her teammate’s offer with peace of mind as if it were the norm.
With a Level 3 Head and an M24, he felt like the whole battlefield was his.
Xue Baoyi’s palms started sweating with excitent.
“Heh.” I Can’t Box with My Strength, “Such a noob indeed.”
A naked mockery.
From a teammate who had neither a Level 3 Head nor an M24.
Tension suddenly thickened in the air.
Fang Lixiang forgot to disguise his voice and retorted, “Noob is a pet na; only I get to use it.”
The other side snorted derisively.
Gouzi pays a visit to Aunt: “Are you two boyfriend and girlfriend?”
This teammate was skilled, silent but deadly, and Fang Lixiang had a good impression of him, so he responded.
Urala Li Xiang: “We are father and son.”
Urala Li Xiang: “There are footsteps.”
All four of them were on a lawn, with nothing but rocks for cover.
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “Lie down first.”
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “Give the M24.”
He said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Who does he think he, Second Young Master Xue, is?
A single character of “handso” lasted a lifeti: “Why should I give it to you?”
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “You can’t even hit the target with it; it’s a waste.”
Calling him a noob.
Leaning back in the executive chair with his legs crossed, Second Young Master Xue touched his cheek.
Talk is cheap, prove it with strength.
In the ga, the woman with the colorful braids laying behind a rock suddenly stood up, took out her M24, aid at the enemy team, and fired straight away.
Then—
The enemy in a vehicle started heading their way.
The four huddled behind the rocks, shuffling around and returning fire.
‘I Can’t Box with My Strength’ threw a grenade, missed, and cursed over the mic: “What are you shooting at? You missed, and you’ve just exposed us, are you crazy?”
A single character of “handso” lasted a lifeti: “Who are you calling crazy?” Dammit, he hated these kinds of dogs who bla their teammates when they can’t win themselves!
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “You’re so bad there’s no saving you! Even primary school kids play better than you, you freaking noob!”
Xue Baoyi: “…”
No good, he had to think of how to curse effectively, to use his full potential. It was okay to lose in the ga, but he absolutely couldn’t lose in a swearing match—
Soone had beaten him to it.
I’m Your Ancestor: “So what if he’s bad?”
I’m Your Ancestor: “Can’t bad players play the ga?”
I’m Your Ancestor: “If you get matched with weak teammates, it’s your bad luck, whose fault is that?!”
I’m Your Ancestor: “And speaking of which, do you have the nerve to criticize him? If it wasn’t for headshotting that guy behind you just now, you’d be dead and turned into a box already, did I call you bad? You freaking noob.”
You freaking noob: “…”
Xue Baoyi: “…”
Dang, he’s having a heart attack!
“Bang! Bang!”
A single character of “handso” lasted a lifeti got shot and fell to the ground, dead.
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “Good riddance, less of a burden for the team.”
Everything about this ga was good except one thing—it had too many players of all sorts, and just her luck, Ullala Li Xiang had a bit of a temper.
I’m Your Ancestor: “Curse one more ti, I dare you?” She’d cursed plenty before, but she could curse, could others? Did they think her father was dead?
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “Not allowing us to state the truth about a noob.” The opponent was furious, and he was starting to lose his confidence.
Gouzi pays a visit to Aunt: “Enough, kill more and talk less.”
Fang Lixiang took a deep breath, found a good spot to hide, and started using a first-aid kit.
At that mont, the vehicle of the opposing team drove over, and four players jumped out and started shooting wildly.
‘I Can’t Box with My Strength’ was hit and fell to the ground, calling for help imdiately: “I’m down, co and get up.”
Gouzi pays a visit to Aunt was too far away.
He could only call for Fang Lixiang: “Co on, help up!”
Help him?
Ha.
Fang Lixiang, carrying a gun and wearing a Level 3 helt, looked over coldly: “Just die.”
I Can’t Box with My Strength: “F*ck your mother—”
This player ‘I Can’t Box with My Strength’ was now dead, turned into a box.
Afterwards, the only sounds in the headset were cursing and swearing. Fang Lixiang pulled out one earbud, switched weapons, hit an enemy in the neck, and then quickly ducked behind the rock, healing himself, and added, “Sorry teammates, that guy was just too loud earlier.”
Gouzi pays a visit to Aunt: “I think so too.”
I’m Your Ancestor: “Don’t worry, the two of us can make it to the final circle.”
After that, Fang Lixiang erged from behind the rock, raised his gun, and in thirty seconds, took down two more players.
In the end, seven kills and a victory.
Watching the ga, Xue Baoyi felt his blood boiling: This guy, just try not to be too handso!
The next day, eight o’clock at night.
The Zou Family had added a great-grandchild and booked the entire Tingyu Building, inviting families from Imperial City for a banquet, with thirty-six tables set from the first to the third floor.
At 8:10 pm, as the banquet comnced, Jiang Chuan hurried down from upstairs, waiting at the entrance of Tingyu Building, peering outside repeatedly.
Soon, the sound of coughing was heard before the person appeared.
“Cough, cough, cough…”
It was drizzling outside, and Jiang Zhi, under a black umbrella, walked from the dense mist of the rain. As he approached, he tilted the umbrella back to reveal his face, with red lips, white teeth, and a face as beautiful as a lotus flower, with a hint of sickness yet brimming with nobility—a perfect ten points of attractiveness, exquisitely crafted in every aspect.
Standing there with an umbrella, he resembled a painting of the Jiangnan Water Town.
Jiang Chuan stepped forward to greet him: “Young Master.” He reached out to take the umbrella, “Old Madam asked to guide you.”
Jiang Zhi wrapped his coat tighter around himself, rested by the doorway for a mont to catch his breath, then walked inside.
Old Lady Jiang was also present today; in her youth, she was a close friend of the late Old Madam Zou, so of course, she had to co and offer her congratulations. As a senior in the family, she was seated at the VIP table on the third floor of Tingyu Building.
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