Chapter 5 Brother doesn't play CF for many years
Fate, wonderful, chatting all the time but forgetting the time. It was not until the neon lights first appeared that Ling Feng remembered that it was late. After hurriedly saying goodbye to the two beautiful women, he went straight to the bus stop.
When Ling Feng rushed to the bus stop breathlessly, he found that because his route was too remote, the bus drivers were already off work at 8 p.m.
Unfortalledly, Ling Feng plans to find the cheapest hotel to spend the night.
Internet cafe is a good choice. The price is cheap, and you can also code words by the way. It is absolutely low consumption and high enjoyment. The night of lying on the chair, listening to music and watching movies is over.
Ling Feng walked into the Internet cafe, and his eyes were full of flashing computer screens, and his ears were full of crackling the keyboard. He paid the Internet fee at the service desk. Fortunately, there was only one machine left in the whole Internet cafe.
The cashier is a girl. Ling Feng stepped forward and asked, "Miss, how much is the night package?" The girl stared at him fiercely, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Fifteen yuan" Ling Feng was still wondering while paying. Isn't it just a night? What's fierce?
Ling Feng walked to his seat and observed nearby players. He came to a conclusion that all the people who smashed the keyboard were female players. While playing QQ dance, he crackled on the keyboard with a sense of rhythm, and I don't know if the owner of the Internet cafe was distressed.
And those who raise their rough voices and shake the mouse are mostly male players who play Cross Fire CF. These are pure men, and Internet cafes are their battlefield.
Soon, Ling Feng found the only machine left in the Internet cafe. After booting, he was surprised to find that there was also a CF master and a beautiful player next to him.
To be precise, it should be a female high school student, wearing a blue and white school uniform on her upper body, but wearing a green camouflage trousers. She was a military fan, and her appearance was extremely pure. At this time, she was looking at the computer screen, excitedly shouting "*, rushing", and she didn't feel that there was one more person next to her.
There were not many female players in CF, and there were very few masters. After a short pause, Ling Feng returned to his job, quickly downloaded a small dark room, and began to concentrate on coding.
The great god is the great god. Whether he lives in a small rental house of eight square meters or in a noisy Internet cafe environment, Ling Feng can also deal with it calmly.
Of course, it is also thanks to his two 'good' neighbors that he has practiced his skills that are not moving now.
Soon, Ling Feng finished a chapter. At this time, the pure female student next to her screamed louder. She must have entered ** and roared, "Flash bomb, rush to door A, unpack!"
Although Ling Feng's ability to 'anti-harasssment' is very strong, the sound source comes from his ears. What's more, it's still the girl's unique soprano. Ling Feng couldn't stand it anymore. He said to her, "This female officer, can you keep your voice down?"
"No, unless you can beat me!" The girl can see that the guy in front of her knows how to type. Maybe he doesn't even know what CF is.
Ling Feng put out the smoke in the ashtray and said, "Okay, that's what you said."
The girl was stunned and obviously didn't expect that the other party would dare to fight!" What a life-and-death guy. If I don't abuse you today, these five-year career is in vain.
After saying that, Ling Feng clicked the icon of "Cross Fire" in the game menu of the Internet cafe, and then looked at the game interface with a confused face. After three years of waste, he really couldn't remember the original account.
Besides, the login interface is also different now. Hey, what is that 'Barrett-Destruction'?
The "2B" girl laughed in her heart. She was more sure that the guy in front of her was a rookie. She couldn't do anything but stare at the screen in a daze.
Ling Feng sighed and had to re-register a QQ number to log in. He glanced at the girl's game ID next to him: Killer 007. Ling Feng simply filled in his ID: Abuse Killer 007. Suddenly, she made the girl angry.
Sure enough, after entering the game, there was nothing except the M16 distributed by the system. Ling Feng didn't mind and said, "You can choose the mode and map!"
"I'm on it" The girl raised her eyebrows and said rudely, "Oh, the handsome man's tone is not small. I won't bully you as a novice, so I casually took out the most rubbish fire unicorn AK-47 to compare with you."
She said that the most 'rubbish' gun is actually the most popular hero weapon of CF at present. Just now, I heard that Ling Feng has not touched CF for three years. Looking at this guy's stupid, naturally he won't know that the hero gun is actually an artifact, so he lied to him.
"Well, for the sake of your novice, I'll let you do three tricks first!" The girl said generously that she was not bullying a novice. After all, now there is a large circle of other players watching behind her, and she should try to be more generous.
At the beginning of the game, as soon as the girl came out with a fire unicorn, she was directly shot in the head by Ling Feng. The girl opened her eyes wide and didn't believe in evil. The next two times, she was still shot by Ling Feng with two consecutive shots, accurate and unmistakable shot in the head.
The girl's palms were sweaty at this time, and her heart said, "When can the novice become so powerful?"
In the next battle, the girl was completely confused. Although she had an artifact in her hand, this guy's shooting skills were also very accurate. A shot in the head was absolutely unambiguous. His fire Kirin AK-47 rifle had no chance to show at all!
Of course, the girl also tried to hide behind the box, but this guy has his own set of tactics, with a grenade on his body at any time. No matter which box he hides in, he can always be blown up by this guy.
The girl's mouth was shivering. Why didn't this guy know how to pity the jade? At least there are so many people watching jokes. How can they step down? In particular, I was abused by a novice!
Finally, Ling Feng took off his headphones and looked like he didn't play CF for many years. He stretched out his finger to the screen and said, "Now, you should keep your promise."
The "hum" girl snorted coldly, grabbed the schoolbag next to her and left.
There was a burst of warm applause behind him. Looking at the computer screen, Ling Feng won with an absolute advantage of 98-2!
Ling Feng got up and planned to go to the bathroom.
Just as he passed by a row of computers, he found that there were two figures in the Internet cafe, leaning against the wall and staring at the screen.
What is this? Ling Feng came over curiously to have a look at the League of Legends, but the one sitting on the chair seemed to be not good. He was killed miserably. He stared at the screen nervously, unaware that there were two ghosts next to him who were staring at the computer with him.
Look at the expressions of these two ghosts again, which are more serious than the one who plays. From time to time, they make nervous, excited, depressed, and other expressions with the progress of the game. It seems that these are two game ghosts. Ling Feng understands a little. It is estimated that these two have been playing all night in the Internet cafe for too long and died suddenly.
If it were in normal times, Ling Feng would have been scared to run away. But now it's different. These two ghosts remind him that he is a civil servant in hell, and it is incumbent on him to catch ghosts.
I touched myself, but I didn't have a weapon. The Apple 6S was left at home by him in the morning. When the wind was full of sorrow, an interface appeared in front of me-
Name: Ling Feng
Identity: hell civil servant [Level 1]
Weapon: Soul (resolver) pistol
Adamage: 5-10
Money: 0
Skills: None
Item: None
Upgrade: 0/10
(System Tip: For each level upgrade, the system randomly rewards 'damage value', 'skill' and 'permission'.)