Chapter 314: Just Wait to Strip
"Thank goodness, he must've run out of bullets!"
In a luxury villa in Songshan, the capital, inside a room clearly belonging to a young girl, a stunning beauty wearing a loose beige cotton shirt, with straight bangs, big bright eyes, and a pretty oval face always carrying a faint smile, wiped her cold sweat and let out a breath of relief as she muttered to herself.
Though she wore a loose cotton shirt, it couldn't hide her gorgeous figure. Below her swan-like soft, slender neck, her delicate collarbones parted subtly, and beneath them, two tall peaks pushed out two very obvious bulges under the shirt.
She wore white cropped pants that tightly outlined her perky snow-white buttocks, her calves were slender and fair, and her delicate feet stepped on the soft warm carpet, her ten cute toes painted with pink nail polish.
Overall, she looked like a perfect blend of youthful charm and curves developed no less than a mature woman's. Her big eyes carried a hint of mischief, while her cherry lips always held a smile.
"Yan Xichen, Yan Xichen, you better not embarrass me today. You absolutely cannot lose." Her beautiful eyes were locked on the computer screen. The dangerous scene just now nearly scared her soul out—after that guy killed Lili and Sisi, facing her, he clearly had the advantage. He pointed his gun at her, yet not a single bullet came out, allowing her to narrowly escape death.
If she had lost just now, it would've been terrible. Lili had agreed with the other team—lose one round, strip everything.
Lili was really something. How could she make such a ridiculous bet? If Sister Xuanyuan or Sister Bingbing found out, they'd scold her to death.
But it was too late to say anything now. They could only place their hopes entirely on the match. Fortunately, the opponents were all low-level players. Winning shouldn't be too hard.
But at this moment she couldn't calm down, because that arrogant name [I'm God] indeed had the capital to be arrogant.
If he hadn't run out of ammo just now, the second round would've ended the match.
They won, but it was anything but easy.
That [I'm God], purely by himself, took out four of them. His strength was clearly far above theirs. Could they even continue the match?
Inside Pretty Elf Squad's team channel, Lili's voice grew heavy: "No, that [I'm God] is too strong. He must be an external helper they invited."
"Then what do we do? We never said he couldn't join!" Tutu said anxiously.
"At this point, we can only call Sister Bingbing." Lili hesitated before speaking.
"Sister Bingbing? Is it okay to call her at a time like this?" Sisi whispered.
"Nonsense. If we don't call her, do you want to wait to strip?" Lili said through clenched teeth.
"But Sister Bingbing should be sleeping right now," Sisi said awkwardly. "And she always turns off her phone. How do we reach her?"
"We've got no choice. Chenchen, don't you have Sister Bingbing's emergency contact number? Call her now and ask her to come online. I'll negotiate with them to stall for time."
"Got it, Lili." Yan Xichen hesitated briefly but still agreed. This was a matter of dignity—and of whether they had to strip. She couldn't be careless.
Then Zhang Yang's group received notice from the referee before round three began—they needed to inspect the match.
Lili had accused JPMN Squad of cheating, suspecting them of using hacks.
The referee reviewed the match demo for nearly half an hour, then announced that JPMN Squad had not used cheats. The match continued.
At the start of round three, Liu Zixuan finally admitted defeat—at least mentally—to Zhang Yang. She refused to be team captain anymore, giving command to Zhang Yang. All four followed his lead, which ironically left Zhang Yang feeling awkward.
His mechanics were indeed smooth now, but he had never learned tactics. After scratching his head for a long time, he simply said: "Just rush however you want." Then he himself rushed mid.
In round three, he bought an AK-47. CT played cautiously, not pushing at all. They adopted a 2-1-2 setup: one inside B, one camping B entrance, one watching mid, and two watching A long.
The CT holding mid got headshotted through the wooden door by Zhang Yang—fat Sisi again. After dying, she spammed rage text nonstop. Zhang Yang ignored her, peeked out again, and also eliminated Lili camping at B entrance.
But Liu Zixuan's team wasn't doing well either. Jinglan and Dantong rushed A but were killed by Chenchen and Yingying. What shocked Zhang Yang was that the seemingly weakest Tutu managed to take out both Danying and Zixuan inside B tunnels.
Zixuan was carrying the C4, so the bomb dropped inside B tunnels. With Zhang Yang as the only survivor on T side, he had only two options: enter tunnels, retrieve the C4 and plant, or wipe all three remaining CTs. Otherwise, round three was lost.
Meanwhile on CT side, Lili finally relaxed. Closing public chat, she praised in team channel: "Sister Bingbing is amazing. Those two you engaged were their strongest, and you only needed two bullets."
"Don't talk yet. That [I'm God] isn't easy to deal with. Lili, you and Sisi are veterans, yet you died without returning a single shot. Everyone stay alert. Chenchen, hurry into tunnels to support me. As long as we guard the C4, we win this round."
"Understood, Sister Bingbing. I'm already on the way… I see him. He followed from A's wooden door. Should I ambush him…?"
"No. Just enter the tunnel."
"Alright! We'll listen to Sister Bingbing."
And so, a strange sight appeared—a 1 vs 3. Yet the clearly advantaged CTs turtled inside the tunnels, refusing to come out like frightened turtles.
Zhang Yang was speechless. He rushed mid without buying grenades or flashes, leaving him helpless in this situation. His mechanics were god-level…
But the tunnels were pitch-black, and he couldn't see anything. Plus, Chenchen was a strong player.
And the C4 happened to drop on the tunnel stairs—a place with countless ambush spots. Even a god couldn't change that.
As time ticked down, he could only grit his teeth and charge in…
After a chaotic fight, Zhang Yang killed Chenchen and Yingying. But then something unexpected—Tutu, previously the weakest, was holding a Desert Eagle… and then switched to an AWP.
Before he realized it, Zhang Yang was blind-shot and killed.
"Where did she get money for an AWP?" Zhang Yang was stunned.
Three rounds in shouldn't give her enough money.
By all logic, only Chenchen would have enough for an AWP.
"Could this Tutu be pretending to be weak?"
"Impossible. She never needed to pretend. In round one, we fought her and she wasn't good at all. But now she headshotted both Zixuan and Danying with a Deagle—each with a single bullet. Only two possibilities: either they're cheating, or this Tutu isn't the same Tutu from before." Xu Danlu analyzed calmly.
"Think about it. After round two, when we almost beat them, the referee delayed the game for half an hour. If they were switching players, it fits perfectly."
"Yeah, they definitely swapped players." Danying and the others agreed.
"Then what do we do? That new Tutu plays like a pro. They must've hired a professional player. This match—we're done." Liu Zixuan said angrily.
"Done? Wouldn't that mean admitting defeat?" Quiet until now, Xi Chen Jinglan frowned.
Xu Danlu looked at her, then glanced at Qiao Xier. She stepped forward and said: "No, we can't surrender. We must keep playing. If we walk away, erase IP, and act shameless, they can't do anything. But Jinglan knows them. If she refuses to play, how will she lift her head around them again?"
As she spoke, her eyes drifted toward Zhang Yang, who looked completely absent-minded. Helpless, she said: "Yangzi, what do you think…?"
"Think about what?" Zhang Yang scratched his head, confused—he'd been calculating whether he could afford a sniper next round.
"Weren't you listening? They seem to have hired a pro player…"
"Let them hire whoever…" Zhang Yang finished his calculation—he could afford an AWP.
The girls exchanged looks…
"That Tutu is interesting," Zhang Yang said thoughtfully. "Wonder if her boobs are big and fair once she strips… Hey, I'm just saying! Sister Qiao, don't hit me!"
Round four began. CT's round three win was basically humiliation, so for round four they were even more cautious. With four consecutive wins, CT had two AWPs. At the start, Chenchen and Yingying went straight to B, Sisi crouched mid, Tutu and Lili watched A long.
Meanwhile T remained silent—until suddenly, Sisi crouching mid was headshotted!
She died again!
She was speechless. No need to look; it was definitely Zhang Yang. Every round she died upon first contact with him. Too bullying.
"AWP?" Not only she, but all CTs almost dropped their jaws. He had enough money for an AWP? This bastard!
Chenchen and Yingying at B tried to rotate. The moment Yingying peeked at the wooden door, she was headshotted again!
"Impossible!" Chenchen immediately pulled back into B, too scared to peek. This was insane.
"Sister Bingbing, what do we do?" she shouted in the channel.
"Don't panic. Lili, you jump out as bait. Chenchen and I will pinch him from both sides. I refuse to believe he can handle three at once."
"Okay!" Lili disliked being called bait, but in this situation she'd do anything to take him down.
"Three… two… one…"
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Lili jumped out—even using a big bunny hop. Normally, hitting a bunny hopper was difficult for a sniper, but the moment she was mid-air, she was instantly shot down.
At the same time, Bingbing and Chenchen both jumped—one crouch-jumped, one appearing at A long, the other at B wooden door gap—and both scoped in, aimed, and fired!