CSGO: I can only be the best in the world

Chapter 201

"Grab the points, everything that can get up is up, let's reload. True Love Invincible said.

Time jump, skip the middle game, and go directly to the game after Yibian.

At this time, Chen Hao's side was already ahead by a big score, and he was also leading economically.

All thanks to Chen Hao, his ghostly figure wanders through the Mansion of Death, bringing only death and fear to the enemy wherever he goes.

Chen Hao had already established their advantage in the first half, and they played more calmly in the second half.

The so-called is easy to play.

The word "easy" is very suitable for Chen Hao.

Chen Hao, as a sixth elder, an assassin who confuses the enemy, is always on top of the blade and backstabs the enemy in the shadows.

After changing sides, Chen Hao tried his best to break away from the big team, relying on his knowledge of the opponent to find the weak points of the defense.

Chen Hao relies on his strong personal strength, and he can always use fewer enemies to achieve unexpected results.

"I**, this sixth, why did he appear as soon as I turned around!" Although

he had seen enough of the sixth and had fought strangely, the Uchiha sixth scolded after he died at Chen Hao's gun for the thirteenth time.

He had hardly seen Chen Hao's face, and every time Chen Hao appeared behind him and beat him to death.

He had almost reached the state of being a soldier, and he had to look back once after taking three steps to see if there was a sixth child hidden behind his buttocks.

Xiao Lin, who has always been online, although he can also complete the operation of having fewer enemies and more enemies, but the open gun is easy to dodge and the dark arrow is difficult to defend, Chen Hao can always sneak out from behind him at a critical time and give him a fatal blow.

Although Xiao Lin has a good mentality, every time he reaches a critical moment, he always has to be cut off, and he said that he can't stand it a little.

"Alas, there's a sixth in the back.

Although he has tried to keep his emotions as low as possible, he still feels a little unbearable.

He always had the feeling of punching the cotton, and he couldn't use it, but the rebound of the cotton was infinitely powerful, and it could kill him at once.

This sense of powerlessness, this sense of disparity, can't help but make him doubt himself.

Can anyone really be like a ghost, unable to see or touch?

The rain is getting louder and louder, the thunder is rolling, and the clouds seem to be about to fall from the sky.

The thunder gradually intertwined, and suddenly there was a "boom", and a thunderbolt exploded from it, and the lightning that followed pierced the sky.

The night is like the day.

Once again, after being killed in battle, many looked out the window at the lightning, and the raindrops were slanted by the strong wind.

He thought about the first time he played the game.

My parents went out for something, and I was the only one left at home.

The sound of rain, wind, and thunder, like an evil ghost wandering the world, although temporarily blocked out of the transparent window, seems to be ready to break through the thin glass, jump in, and take him away.

He was watching TV alone in the living room, but he was once again frightened by the thunder and wind, hurriedly put on his slippers and ran to the bedroom, hoping to find some psychological comfort by his brother's side.

My brother was playing on the computer in the bedroom, and his parents were not at home, so he cracked the computer password and could finally have a great time.

At this time, he saw his younger brother who came in slippers, and his frightened little face was full of fear. Of course, the elder brother knew what the younger brother was afraid of, so the elder brother took him in his arms and let him play with the computer, trying to distract him from being so afraid.

The elder brother is playing CF, and there are countless people coming and going on the transport ship, each with a gun that has never been seen before in his hand. The beautiful graphics and all kinds of weapons immediately attracted Rayy's attention.

At that time, it seemed that all the wind, rain and thunder had disappeared, and only the footsteps of Moss, the Spirit Fox, and the Flying Tigers were left in my ears, as well as waves of gunfire and grenades that suddenly exploded.

CF immediately grabbed the heart of little rainy, and he fell in love with the game ever since.

Rainy, who loves to play CF, also fell in love with other FPS games, CS.16, CSOL, Call of Duty, Battlefield, and later CSGO...

Over time, his FPS game skills have reached the realm of supernatural level, and no matter which game he plays, he can quickly become a god-level player.

It's not that he didn't want to play in the past, but he found a problem, playing games by himself, he can only reach his best state on rainy days, and he can't play at the level he should have at all.

Every time I went to interview for a professional team, he was very boastful. It was only later that he figured out why he was like this. He originally enjoyed the feeling of hiding alone in the game world after the storm came, letting the wind and rain blow outside, and the end of the world, but he still had the feeling of being quiet.

A comfortable, escaping feeling from the world.

Since then, Iany has figured out that he is playing games by himself just to enjoy the comfort and inner peace of mind that he hides in the game world for a few hours. It's pure entertainment, not for the sake of competition, or to become the top player in the limelight.

I just love playing games.

The voice of his teammate sounded in the headphones: "Fuck me, it's this sixth again, it's so annoying!"

Rainy withdrew his gaze from the window, looked at the game in front of him and smiled.

He doesn't care if he wins or loses, he really enjoys the game.

He also had a great interest in Chen Hao, this person seemed to be different from all the players he had seen before, giving him a very strange feeling, but this feeling was not a bad feeling, and he couldn't tell what it was.

If you insist on saying it, it's like a child who sees a very beautiful and unique toy, but he doesn't get that feeling.

The rain keeps falling and the game keeps losing.

The voices of his teammates kept ringing, but they were basically scolding the sixth on the opposite side, rather than complaining about the rest of the team.

Many is really into rainy days and loves CSGO this game.