After returning to the resort, the Duan Jiayan took a shower, changed into a T-shirt and shorts, and came out of the bathroom feeling refreshed.

It was already past nine o 'clock. The night wind in the mountains blew through the window and it was a little chilly.

On the way back from the tunnel, Zhou Xingchen kept talking about playing games together.

He asked on his phone. Zhou Xingchen and the others were sitting in the living room. The Duan Jiayan went downstairs.

He saw Chen Yue and Zhou Xingchen sitting on the sofa. Song Yi was also there. The three of them were laughing and chatting about something.

A few students were playing cards in the distance.

The Duan Jiayan walked over and asked casually, "Where's Lu Xingci?"

"He went out to smoke," Chen Yue said.

The Duan Jiayan raised his eyebrows in surprise. Chen Yue looked at his expression and laughed. "Why?

Is it strange that he smokes? "

Song Yi: "It's not strange at all. As long as you see the class monitor's face, it's acceptable for him to smoke, fight, and swear."

The Duan Jiayan put his hand on Song Yi's shoulder. "Promise me that you won't talk so much."

Chen Yue was amused. When Zhou Xingchen saw the Duan Jiayan, he hurriedly said, "Come, come, come!

We've been waiting for you for a long time. Let's team up and get chicken dinner. "

"I don't know how to play that game."

"It's okay," Chen Yue said. "Zhou Xingchen is strong. He can take on three people by himself. We can just lie down and walk to victory."

"Come on, Xiao Duan."

Song Yi knew that the Duan Jiayan was a little dizzy with 3D games. He didn't usually play these shooting games. He probably didn't even have an account. "I have an extra account. Do you want to use it?"

The Duan Jiayan saw that each of them was more proactive than the other, so he didn't want to reject their enthusiasm. He took out his phone and sat down next to Zhou Xingchen.

They started to play games.

The number that Song Yi had lent to the Duan Jiayan was very coquettish, and she was wearing one outfit after another.

When the Duan Jiayan landed, the girl with two ponytails was wearing a sailor suit and was jumping around to warm up.

Zhou Xingchen pulled him back.

The first Duan Jiayan dropped to the ground and turned into a crate.

In the second round, the Duan Jiayan was charged a toll to cross the bridge.

In the third round, Duan Jiayan led his team to a reverse chicken dinner.

…

Zhou Xingchen and Chen Yue did not expect Duan Jiayan to say that he did not know much about the game. That meant that he really did not know much about the game and was not humble at all.

At the start of the fourth game, Zhou Xingchen was searching the house and did not hear any footsteps. He was sniped from below.

Even Chen Yue and Song Yi were killed.

Only the Duan Jiayan managed to survive by hiding in the sniper's blind spot.

Duan Jiayan's character was trembling as he searched the house, but all he found was a gun that was better than nothing.

"I think," Zhou Xingchen said tactfully, "this game has gone too far."

The Duan Jiayan ignored him and said, "You guys play for a while. Wait for me to finish."

Zhou Xingchen said, "No, we want to see with our own eyes how you get pinned down."

The Duan Jiayan was speechless.

The Duan Jiayan also thought that he would lose, but since Zhou Xingchen said so, he was not convinced. "How do you know that I'll be pinned down —"

Zhou Xingchen suddenly interrupted him, "Left, left, left!

Someone is surrounding you. What should I do?

All four of us are here. Get into formation!

It's over, it's over! "

The Duan Jiayan looked up at him and said, "What are you shouting for? Who said it's over?"

Zhou Xingchen said, "It's still not over?

Do you think you're the Ultimate Sniper God? "

The Duan Jiayan snorted and said, "Learn from me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Duan Jiayan pressed the button on the microphone.

Although he did not turn on the microphone, he did turn on the receiver. The four people surrounding him were talking, and he felt that a few of them were Alpha players.