I’m Not a Badass

"There's no time to spray medicine." Bai Mufan's heart sank.

When the game character uses the medical bag, it will make a slight sound. As long as the enemy hears this sound, they can understand that he is packing, and they can take the opportunity to rush directly to harvest him.

Bai Mufan glanced at his few remaining submachine gun bullets, immediately switched to a shotgun, and confidently said to the audience: "This kind of spray gun for close-range firefights has a miraculous effect, and mine is also very powerful. Everyone, look forward to it. Now, don't blink!"

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and stared at the other party's every move.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help becoming nervous, as waves of barrage flew by.

"Come on, Mumu!"

"It's over, it feels like this one is gone."

"Where are the water friends in the initial square just now? Hurry up and escort them!"

"Ah, I'm sorry Mu Mu, I jumped to the airport and landed in a box, woo woo woo..."

Bai Mufan didn't have time to watch the barrage now, he was engrossed in watching the opponent's every move.

Just when the player was only one step away from the gate, Bai Mufan focused his eyes and took the initiative to attack.

He swayed around first, dodged the first few shots, and then shot him with a backhand.

"puff!"

One shot smashed out the side door.

Bai Mufan was taken aback for a moment, and unbelievingly fired another shot, which again accurately hit the air next to the enemy, and was taken away by the reacting opponent with a few shots, and the screen immediately went dark.

"Damn, I can't even hit this!" Bai Mufan took a picture on the computer table with some annoyance, shaking the camera next to him.

He glanced at the notebook next to him, and saw that the barrage in the live broadcast room had exploded.

"2333333!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Mumu overturned!"

"Well, I'm optimistic, and then?"

"These two shots are really water."

"Slapped the table to scare me!"

"Incompetent rage!"

"..."

At the same time, the gifts in the live broadcast room were also picked up, and the effect of this wave of programs was very good. The troll that Bai Mufan picked up at the top of the building at first, unexpectedly became a foreshadowing and exploded here.

Moreover, he was swearing at the last moment and said to watch my show, but he was shot and taken away in the next second. This kind of contrast also made the audience laugh and cry.

Bai Mufan wasn't pretending to miss the shot on purpose. He really rarely used spray guns when he was playing games. At that time, he just thought that he could instantly kill the opponent with a random shot at such a close range. He didn't expect to shoot too casually and eventually overturned the car.

However, seeing the live broadcast effect was good, his unhappiness disappeared a lot.

Bai Mufan pointed to the picture of his own death on the screen, and said word by word: "In the future, if I pick up this hot chicken sprayer again, I will hit my head to death!"

Another burst of "hahaha" barrages floated past the audience.

Bai Mufan clicked to start the next game, this time he still chose to jump to the airport, and said to the audience: "Keep going at the airport, this time I want to avenge my shame!"

This time he didn't jump to the old place, but landed at the door of the abandoned police station. There were two other people who were as fancy about this place as he was.

Bai Mufan ran in quickly, but only picked up some accessories and supplies along the way, so he could only search for guns while running inside.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and finally there was a big gun on the ground not far in front of him, but when he took a closer look, his face darkened immediately: "It's that hot chicken troll that tricked me again!"

At this moment, Bai Mufan noticed that not far away, an enemy wearing only a first-class helmet and no body armor was charging towards him with a small pistol, and he had already shot at him from a long distance away. Swish swishing past his character.

"There's no other choice!" Bai Mufan gritted his teeth, ran to pick up the shotgun on the ground, and quickly reloaded it while leaning against the wall to avoid the bullets from the small pistol.

Finally, when Bai Mufan's character had only one-third of his health left, the shotgun clicked and was finally reloaded.

"Pfft!" Bai Mufan immediately turned the muzzle of the gun 180 degrees, aimed at the enemy who was chasing after him and shot!

The short-range advantage of the shotgun was brought into full play at this moment, and all the bullets hit the opponent's body!

The player who was jumping in the air trying to dodge the shot suddenly split a fork comically in mid-air, turned into a box and fell down, and the words "one kill" appeared in the center of Bai Mufan's screen.

But before he had time to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly saw two more enemies approaching from left to right, one of them was another enemy who landed near the prison, and the other probably came from somewhere else .

Bai Mufan's suspended heart rose again.

He moved around in a hurry, relying on the ancient footwork "Qin King around the pillar", cleverly dodged a series of bullets, and then shot down with two backhands, and two more boxes suddenly appeared on the ground.

Bai Mufan himself was stunned for a moment, looking at the blood-red "3 kills" in the center of the screen, he licked his bag happily, and couldn't help but praise: "This troll is really useful!"

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room was already full of complaints.

"Who just said that if you use the spray gun again, you will be killed by hitting your head?"

"It's delicious!"

"It's a scented spray."

"Sure enough, no one can escape the law of true fragrance?"

"..."

After Bai Mufan licked the bag, he rushed out and confronted the others. After killing two more enemies, he was killed by several people.

Bai Mufan wasn't discouraged either, he was only a hot hand at first, so he deliberately played wildly in order to compete with others to find a good hand.

"Two hot hands are finished, it's time to get serious about the next one." Bai Mufan said to himself, and clicked to start the game again.

This made him a lot more cautious, and he successfully killed nine of them and made it to the finals. Unfortunately, when the last five were left, he was shot and taken away by a god who killed twenty-nine.

Bai Mufan glanced at his notebook, only to see a barrage of bullets such as "It's a pity", "It's almost there", "There is no parent" and so on in the live broadcast room, all feeling sorry for him.

Bai Mufan's mentality is quite good. While clicking to start the next round, he comforted the audience in the live broadcast room: "It's okay, it's okay, eat a chicken butt first in this round, and then you can eat chicken in the next round."

However, he seemed to have set a flag, and he died in the finals in the next two consecutive solo games.

Either it was a mistake with the gun, or it was bad luck. At the most critical moment, he swiped the circle of scourge, and he was as desperate as he wanted at that moment.

The third one also died after the final round, Bai Mufan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, glanced at the live broadcast room, and realized that the atmosphere was a little tense due to the fierce battles of these few fights.