Masturbating on a live broadcast

The bullet screen was already laughing like crazy. The city's plot was deep!

He had really put in so much effort for a level three Spetsnaz Helmet!

Chen Zhao picked up the level 3 helmet as if nothing had happened."Eh, what just happened? I seem to have lost my memory. Aiya, the blue circle is about to refresh, let's hurry and run. "

Zou Zhuo was speechless.

He was suddenly filled with anger. He raised his gun and pointed it at Chen Zhao's back, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. Forget it. For the chicken dinner, he would endure it!

The two of them continued to run forward, found a Jeep, and prepared to drive it across the bridge.

At this moment, the rumbling sound of an airplane could be heard from the sky.

"Airdrop!" The chubby boy perked up and looked around in the car. He realized that the plane was flying in his direction, but he did not know where the airdrop would land.

"Manager, manager, airdrop!" Zou Zhuo shouted.