"It's a pity that he is an old man. The young men that Mr. Ballard took away are beautiful. I really envy Mr. Ballard."

Basic firearms mastery (cannot operate a small number of firearms): 30 points,

Sensitive Sensing (improving vision, smell and hearing abilities): 40 points

"Let's live that week first and then think about other things about myself."

Looking at the translated Russian text under the barrage, Ye Ge clenched his fists. At the same time, the man's cries became more and more suppressed and louder. Lu Xin knew that the man was not less of me. I only knew that I was very

anger.

[The live broadcast room is opened, the host can turn on or off the barrage at will, the number of people in the live broadcast room is: 0]

Before making up his mind, Ye Ge finished checking his equipment.

The woman outside the mirror has short white hair and is wearing a dark red long-sleeved plaid shirt, long-legged light-colored jeans, white cotton socks and a pair of Adidas sneakers. Other than that, there is nothing else.

After thinking about the anchor rules, Lu Xin said calmly.

After just one glance at Tarkov, he lost interest. There are too few game anchors who can do things like work, talk to stir up the atmosphere, show their faces, and have a fan base. Before the live broadcast bonus period expires,

How competitive is that kind of anchor?

After leaving the main entrance, Ye Ge walked down to the balcony with his waist low, and then walked out of the balcony to the apartment next door.

She gave herself a hard slap, and in her joy, the woman who made a stupid expression outside the broken mirror lost a bit of her ruthless look - at least she still looked like this when she bared her teeth.

I just want to bully the coward.

Russian language mastery: 20 points,

In an instant, Ye Ge's nerves were tense to the extreme, and his hair stood on end.

"Is it a skin-changing game of Escape from Chen Weicai? Or is it loaded with some kind of module?"

【You can talk over there, everyone, who is willing to help you?】

Cold sweat was pouring out from under his body, and the plaid shirt stuck to his skin made his body very comfortable. With the moonlight in the window, Ye Ge looked up at the stones outside his hand, feeling at a loss.

"Leave it to you! Then turn on real-time voice translation."

After slamming the door of the room that had not been smashed by the wooden stakes, Ye Ge lost the slightest sense of illusion.

Didn't have time to care about things in the live broadcast room? Ye Ge focused all his attention on eight tasks.

A man's cry and a woman's dirty laugh came from outside the door. Ye Ge looked back with a stupefied expression. Even though I understood Russian, I knew there was some bad fart coming out of the woman's mouth.

There are no bandits upstairs, and there are at least two bandits downstairs. I only have a piece of broken stone. What else can I do if I even commit suicide?

Just by being in that environment, Ye Ge's adrenaline surged.

"That's a module."

"Escape from Lu Xinqin?"

"Click."
Chapter completed!