Chapter 265: The More You Pretend, The Happier Dad Gets
Chapter 265: The More You Pretend, The Happier Dad Gets
Jiang Siming never expected this Gu Cun to be so stupid. Even if you don’t want to see me mock you, couldn’t you just close your eyes and ignore it?
But no, he just had to put on a show of being "cool" and disconnected from the game.
What kind of nonsense did his parents fill his head with as a child?
Seeing the official response to this situation, Jiang Siming grinned smugly.
"I’m only afraid you won’t pretend. The more you pretend, the happier I get."
Although Gu Cun was only 18, Jiang Siming never treated "kids" like him as children. At 18, you’re fully grown, so you should understand the consequences of your actions.
If an 8-year-old brat caused trouble, Jiang Siming wouldn’t go easy on him, let alone an 18-year-old. Plus, if there’s one thing he hates most, it’s spoiled brats.
A minute later, the match resumed.
Since Gu Cun had already disconnected, Jiang Siming didn’t waste any time. He walked over and finished him off with a shot from his Win94.
As for the other downed player, Jiang Siming didn’t finish him off right away. Instead, he left him as bait.
This move would expose his position since the downed player could report his location to his teammates. This is why most pro players finish off downed enemies immediately.
But Jiang Siming didn’t care. He was bold and left the player alive, letting him call out his position as much as he wanted.
The downed player didn’t disappoint. He immediately started reporting Jiang Siming’s every move to his teammates.
"He’s at the third-floor stairwell, now he’s in the room on the right... Oh, he came out... He went back in... and now he’s..."
This teammate’s non-stop commentary left his mouth dry and his throat sore.
Then he realized something—Jiang Siming was deliberately messing with him.
"Where the heck is he!?" his teammates asked, confused.
"He should be in... Holy crap, he jumped down!"
By the time he reported Jiang Siming’s final position, it was already too late.
Jiang Siming descended from above like a god, landing right on top of two unsuspecting SJ teammates stationed on the ground floor. Before they could react, he wiped them both out. ṘaŊȯ????ΕS
"Haha! You have to admit, Ming God is too clever!" commentator Cheng Hui said with excitement.
"He intentionally left that SJ player alive to call out his location, then deliberately moved back and forth between the room and hallway to make the entire SJ team drop their guard. Finally, when they least expected it, he jumped down and wiped out the two players waiting below. It’s a perfect example of the ’feint from the east, attack from the west’ strategy!"
Cheng Hui was practically on the edge of his seat, watching it all unfold like it was a military strategy drama from Romance of the Three Kingdoms.
This was indeed a brilliant play by Jiang Siming. It wasn’t just about raw mechanical skills — it was about using his brain to outwit his opponents.
"Enemy kill count +1, Random Butcher Bounty: 99,999 yuan."
"Enemy kill count +2, Butcher Bounty: 199,998 yuan."
"Enemy kill count +3, Butcher Bounty: 399,984 yuan."
"Enemy kill count +4, Butcher Bounty: 799,968 yuan."
"This is too awesome! If the range was increased to 3000 or 4000 meters, it would be even better."
Jiang Siming was absolutely thrilled with this skill. He loved playing the role of a bandit, especially in PUBG.
Since he now knew the opponent’s position, Jiang Siming couldn’t just rush over directly — that would make it too obvious. People would start to suspect something.
So, he put on a little show. He pretended to be scouting the rooftop of the casino building, acting as if he had just "discovered" the opponent when they happened to peek out from the window of the blue-roofed building.
Only then did Jiang Siming descend from the casino and stealthily make his way toward the blue-roofed building.
"Ming God has such sharp eyes! He immediately spotted the FPX player in the blue-roofed building, and the opponent is still completely unaware," commentator Xiao Xiong said in amazement.
The other two commentators nodded in agreement.
Jiang Siming slowly crept forward, sighing to himself, "Being an actor is really tough work."
When he reached the blue-roofed building, Jiang Siming didn’t know exactly how many people were inside.
His [Bandit’s Instinct] only revealed enemies with high-level gear. If there were any opponents with ordinary equipment, he wouldn’t be able to see them.
So, Jiang Siming chose not to rush in head-on. Instead, he opted for a sneakier approach — footstep control.
He moved carefully, inch by inch, to avoid making unnecessary noise.
Jiang Siming was very familiar with the layout of the blue-roofed building. In fact, there were three ways to deal with this type of structure:
1. Throw grenades from outside.
2. Use the stairs to engage.
3. Use the secret route through the storage room.
Many veteran players might not even know about the third option.
Each floor of the blue-roofed building has a storage room, and each storage room has a small hole in the ceiling. Directly beneath this hole is a shelf.
If you climb on top of the shelf, you can then climb up to the hole and access the next floor.
This method allows you to ascend to the fourth floor, although you can’t reach the rooftop this way.
Jiang Siming decided to use this method.
He carefully controlled his footsteps, entered the storage room on the first floor, and pushed himself up onto the shelf. From there, he climbed onto the ceiling, using the opening to get to the next level.
He repeated this process, floor by floor, moving as quietly as possible. The noise produced by climbing was even quieter than footsteps, making it difficult for enemies to hear.
When he reached the third-floor shelf, Jiang Siming didn’t climb up immediately.
Instead, he poked his head out like a cautious old dog, peeking into the fourth-floor hallway to assess the situation.
He was as steady as a rock.
Seeing a reckless player like Jiang Siming wasn’t too terrifying. But seeing a steady, calculated Jiang Siming like this was enough to drive opponents to despair.
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