FCY Chapter 176

End of the match against yaya.

End of the match against yaya.

“Xinming, find an opportunity. I’ll try my best to stall them.”

The battle continued. Miyamoto, who had just disappeared, reappeared in front of Luo Yan and Wu Xinming.

Luo Yan shielded Wu Xinming behind him, and the two of them moved step by step towards the flag insertion point.

Although protected from behind, Wu Xinming didn’t dare to change the flag carelessly. The yaya sniper was watching them from some corner. There were people in the open and people in the dark, so it was difficult to change the flag.

Luo Yan watched the time ticking away, and the two teams had been stalemated for a minute.

yaya. Sen is dead.

The whole arena was silent for two seconds. The director quickly switched to Sen’s perspective before his death. It turned out that Sen was discovered by Cen Xi on the way, and then headshot.

It was quite sudden…

“Luo, go, kill Miyamoto, it doesn’t matter, change the flag, fake a wave first, trick the opponent’s sniper, I’ll protect you.”

With the kill secured and the opponent’s reinforcements dead, a lot of pressure was reduced.

Wu Xinming and Luo Yan followed Cen Xi’s arrangement and immediately took action. Luo Yan had never lost a gunfight. Miyamoto was too busy to take care of himself and couldn’t keep an eye on Wu Xinming. After Wu Xinming stood at the flag insertion point for 10 seconds, the yaya sniper couldn’t stand it anymore.

They were lured out. Wu Xinming was secretly pleased and dodged to the side. The bullet hit Wu Xinming’s arm.

Found him. Cen Xi’s dynamic vision and prediction were not just for show. He set up his gun and fired two shots in a row.

yaya. Sniper is dead.

At the same time, Miyamoto was also forced back by Luo Yan. Wu Xinming could change the flag with peace of mind. Cen Xi shifted his target to help Luo Yan. Miyamoto, who didn’t have a strong advantage in the first place, was having an even harder time.

yaya. Miyamoto is dead.

The situation reversed again, and the advantage returned to SY, and remained until the end of the game.

SY’s winning streak is maintained.

“Congratulations, Captain Yan, your strength has improved again.” Miyamoto shook hands with Luo Yan with a smile. “Let’s play a three-person match together after the game.”

“We” refers to Miyamoto and Sen. Luo Yan understood what Miyamoto meant.

Luo Yan also smiled, “Miyamoto, three assault players can’t queue up together, right?”

“It’s okay, he can play sniper.” Sen poked Miyamoto with one finger, joining the conversation between the two. “It’s settled then. You can’t refuse us when we invite you!”

“Okay.” Unable to refuse the enthusiasm, Luo Yan agreed.

“Good luck!” Miyamoto and Sen shook hands with the SY team and shouted as they watched their backs as they left.

“You too!” Wu Xinming shouted loudly, “Don’t just invite Captain Yan to queue up, I can too!”

“Of course.” Sen smiled and shouted at Wu Xinming.

The match against the yaya team came to an end. Next, SY will face the ABC team, and from the next game onwards, SY’s starting teammates will be on the field until the end of the game.

“Is your hand okay?” Back in the hotel room, Cen Xi held Luo Yan’s hand and looked at it left and right, although he couldn’t see anything wrong.

Luo Yan took the opportunity to hold Cen Xi’s hand and shook his head, “Brother, the doctor said that my hand is recovering well and I can hold on.”

Cen Xi raised Luo Yan’s hand and kissed the back of his hand, feeling extremely distressed, “Recovering well is one thing, but if you were in another profession, it wouldn’t be a problem if it was just ‘okay’, but you are a professional player. Playing a game requires high-intensity use of your hands for at least two hours, which is not a joke.”

“I know, I won’t gamble with my career.” Luo Yan’s hand was tickled by Cen Xi and wanted to pull it back, but Cen Xi was afraid of hurting him, so he let go.

But you would gamble with your body. Cen Xi sighed. If he said this, Luo Yan probably wouldn’t mention it even more if his hand hurt during a game in the future, so it’s better not to say it.

“Tell me if your hand hurts in the future, don’t hold it in.” Cen Xi rubbed Luo Yan’s head, then pulled Luo Yan into his arms and wrapped him up, “I’ll feel bad for you whether you say it or not, I’m worried every day.”

“So you should still say it, at least don’t make me worry, okay?”