Jiang Siming had no idea what they were talking about. Seeing how excitedly they were searching, he drove his motorcycle straight up Guangming Peak.
Du Tao and the others immediately heard the engine and thought an entire squad had come to hunt them down. The four of them hurriedly ran behind the cover to hold their position.
But when they discovered that only one person had come, all four were delighted.
"This idiot must think no one else will come here to search for loot. Don't move. We'll secretly kill him later!" Huang Tao said.
"No problem. This moron will probably be scared into pissing himself in a bit. Hahaha." Wu Fan burst out laughing.
"He's coming, he's coming!"
Under the four men's watchful eyes, Jiang Siming's motorcycle rode up Guangming Peak. He drove into the middle of the peak as if completely undefended, then jumped off and began searching for loot.
Wu Fan raised the 4x M16 in his hands and aimed at the back of Jiang Siming's head. He was certain that although he was bad at the game, he wouldn't miss a burst at such close range.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Wu Fan had just been about to fire when Jiang Siming suddenly turned around. His Mini14 seemed to have locked on in advance, and the bullet pierced straight through Wu Fan's head!
Wu Fan dropped to his knees and was completely stunned.
"Holy crap! What the hell is this guy? He must be hacking!"
Huang Tao immediately opened fire as well. In this game, the four of them were ordinary players at best—no, they could even be called noobs.
Challenging the god of PUBG was futile. Never mind the four of them—even if four hundred more came, as long as Jiang Siming had enough bullets, they still