PUBG Nightmare Player System

"By the way, take a break, there is still a lot of time."

After Ye Lang finished speaking, he immediately lay down and closed his eyes.

The third game is a crucial game. At this time, you must show your absolute strength. If you play chickens three times in a row, you can not only create a history of world-class competitions, but also solid results. Just play, as long as you don't encounter that kind of luck, you can win the championship.

Ye Lang squinted his eyes, turned on the system, and watched the feeling of the Nightmare value rushing up, and he was extremely refreshed.

This is not a nightmare value, this is money, this is an opportunity, this is the cornerstone of changing fate!

If he could get an aircraft carrier, an intercontinental missile, or an atomic bomb, Ye Lang would feel that he was invincible.

"System, do you think I can draw a super weapon?"

"Host, you want to eat shit, this thing, you can't get it right now, it's possible when you save enough Nightmare Points to upgrade the system."

Ye Lang thought of his desert eagle. It was a real gun, a real desert eagle.

Since the primary system can have this kind of weapon, then the intermediate level, the advanced level, don't dare to think about it!

At this time, Duan and Tuantuan were dancing and singing while watching Ye Lang's kill collection.

But to be honest, as long as you're not blind, you know the dancing technique of Danny and Tuantuan, it's really irritating.

"Haha, you two dance like Iron Man."

"Upstairs, you have eliminated Iron Man, these two are stiff maggots."

"The wheelchair dancer is well-deserved, can you move your waist? Stiff!"

"It's over, you're as dumb as steel and iron, do you still want to fly with Ye Lang?"

"Tuan Tuan laughed at me, I flashed to my waist when I did the splits, hahaha..."

...

International events, domestic locations, and domestic teams have achieved results. Naturally, everyone is happy, at least the fans and clubs are happy.

The only thing that is unhappy, maybe only the interests.

For example, on the league side, Li Ming frowned again, "This Ye Lang, what kind of plane are they doing, they can actually participate in the competition? Why didn't the organizer give me an answer?"

"Mr. Li, the organizer said that there is no problem with participating in 4am, and he does not recognize the existence of domestic leagues."

Li Ming's expression changed instantly when he heard his assistant's words.

"Hmph, wait, wait until you finish the game and see how I kill you."

Li Ming still remembered the humiliation of Ye Lang and Wei Shen to him. He blamed Ye Lang for all this.

There are unhappy people, of course, they are not enemies, but gambling sites.

On a small island in Southeast Asia, a thin man yelled and kicked his slippers.

"Go and change the odds, the 4am shit, two games cost me nearly three billion. Damn, these people are too much. From now on, the 4am odds are full, let them vote, I will I can't believe it, how long can this kind of luck last? Even if they win, don't even think about earning it!"

"Boss, it's no longer profitable. It is said that the West side wins by 4am, and they can only drink some soup. The odds are 10,000 to 1."

The man in slippers slapped over,

"Like them, reduce the income, check Yelang in an instant, and let me lose money, then I have to withstand my means."

He stretched out his head, spat out the betel nut in his mouth, and walked out viciously, kicking the stool in front of him over.

"Hey, hiss... it hurts..."

...

Ye Lang has become a frequent visitor on Weibo.

Especially today.

In the second PCL game, 4am ate chicken again, and the highlights of Ye Lang and Xiao Jingjing facing a powerful enemy appeared less than three minutes after the game.

On Weibo, countless people were dumbfounded.

"No, how can this game be played like this?"

"Where is this Ye Lang sacred, is he the anchor?"

"Upstairs, Ye Lang is an anchor, Huya 74960 to find out."

...for a while, the name Ye Lang was out of the circle.

If Ye Lang has appeared once or twice before, the live broadcast has also become hot, thanks to Ye Lang's strong personal ability, and the sensation caused by several singing, this time is different, Ye Lang appeared again. At that time, people already had an impression of Ye Lang.

Zhenger was out of the circle, and Ye Lang was recognized by others besides the anchor.

"Fuck, I think this guy has a sense of ease when playing games. He has a clear mind, is aware of his position, and has a vicious style of play. He is definitely a good sniper."

"4am rose up, this is a world-class competition, Ye Lang can have such an invincible performance, it's really exciting, no, I'm going to see my wallet, I want to give him a gift. "

"The domestic team seems to be able to see it through 4am this time. Even last year's championship champion OMG pulled his hips. Haha, as expected, the professional environment has been good, and everyone has stopped trying to make progress."

...

Ye Lang was squinting his eyes at this time and was relaxing his spirit, while Wei Shen and Aluka Xiaoxingming were also lying down, but they were different from Ye Lang in that they didn't close their eyes, but kept them open.

His eyes stared like copper bells, staring at the ceiling.

"Fuck, you said that we have eaten badly or are sick, why am I not clean and tired at all?" Wei Shen continued to say with lingering fears.

Xiao Bing Ming shook his head, "Not only is he not sleepy, but also a little excited."

Aluka rolled his eyes, "Hehe, I even had some perverted thoughts at one point."

Wei Shen and Xiao Mingming slid away from him in an instant.

Aluka looked excited, "Hey, I said in the game, what do you think?"

They couldn't understand why people who didn't sleep much could be so excited the next day.

Ye Lang opened his eyes, looked at the time, and when there was still one minute left, he sat up, took a sip of water, stretched, and then strode out with the three of Wei Shen.

At this time, Wei Shen was in high spirits, with a sullen look on his face.

Seeing Wei Shen's expression, Ye Lang knew that the effect of the medicine was still there, but there were no major side effects. At most, they couldn't sleep for the past two days.

After arranging the keyboard and headset, the staff checked Ye Lang's computer again, and only then did they confirm the start of the game doubtfully.

Ye Lang was also a little puzzled, isn't the computer yours? Why do you keep checking back and forth?

At this time, on the other side of the field, the EM team was crying to the staff,

"There must be something wrong with him."

"No problem, I checked.!"

"something wrong!"

"I said no problem!"

EM's team members looked lonely. They would rather have a problem with Ye Lang, otherwise they really couldn't accept such a humiliating death. .

Five thunders hit the top, that's it!

But thinking of GEN.G from the same region, they instantly balanced. At least, we didn't dance in the fire.