Two Women Fighting for One Man

Two Women Fighting for One Man

The viewers laughed endlessly, but Dumb Sister couldn't treat it as a joke. She was one of the female leads, after all.

"I naturally have no objections, but we'll have to ask Brother Ming. If he's willing, I'll be happy to."

Dumb Sister tossed the ball into Jiang Siming's court.

Jiang Siming instantly became an emperor, holding the 'life and death' authority over his concubines.

After hearing Dumb Sister's explanation, Jiang Siming was a little dumbfounded. What was going on? Another one?

However, he had never liked being indecisive, so he replied readily, "Let her come."

Hearing Jiang Siming's answer, Dumb Sister felt slightly jealous, but she quickly suppressed it.

Being jealous was normal, but Dumb Sister wasn't an unreasonable woman. Besides, she and Jiang Siming hadn't established a relationship, so she had no right to interfere.

Tuan Tuan, on the other hand, was overjoyed. Did this mean Little Ming Bro had feelings for her?

The viewers in the Live Stream Room were all incredibly impressed by Jiang Siming.

A big shot was a big shot. He wasn't scared at all and dared to take on two women at once. Other than calling him awesome, what else could they say?

Fortunately, Dumb Sister was even more magnanimous and didn't mind giving up her excellent equipment.

"Brother Ming, how about we quit directly? Let's not keep Tuan Tuan waiting too long."

Dumb Sister's fans gave their streamer a thumbs-up for that move. It was a perfect play!

Jiang Siming naturally had no objections, so the two of them quit the game at the same time.

Dumb Sister added Tuan Tuan as a friend and pulled her into the game.

Thus, their private world of two was suddenly joined by a third person.

There was nothing awkward about a three-person lobby. Three people playing a four-person squad was perfectly normal. Plenty of players had done it before.

However, this three-person lobby was filled with an invisible smell of gunpowder.

The onlookers were thoroughly enjoying the show.

Dumb Sister's Live Stream Room's popularity suddenly rose to more than five million—three or four times its usual level.

Shark hadn't had such entertaining news in a long time. After the various Live Stream Rooms promoted it to one another, large numbers of viewers flocked over.

Dumb Sister looked at the popularity of her Live Stream Room, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"You guys, don't think I don't know why you came here. I'm telling you! The plot you want to see isn't going to happen!"

Faced with Dumb Sister's attempt to pour cold water on them, the viewers weren't fazed at all.

"I'm just quietly watching you put on an act, while your man holds another woman in his arms."

"Heh heh, do you really think you can decide whether a catfight happens all by yourself?"

"Tuan Tuan's fan club has come to support her! Old woman, you can't beat our Tuan Tuan!"

"Two women fighting for one man. This plot is explosive. I've already adjusted to the best seat. The viewing party is online."

"Why should the two of them fight? We, the Shark female fan club, are the first to disagree! With such a nice voice, this little brother belongs to us!"

The bullet comments filled the screen, the tempo soaring, mixed with all kinds of gifts.

Dumb Sister's Live Stream Room was as lively as New Year's, making the other streamers green with envy.

The three of them clicked to enter the game, and the snow-covered map appeared once more.

The flight took off!

"Where should we jump, Little Ming Bro?"

"Where are we going, Brother Ming?"

The two women spoke almost simultaneously. The viewers covered their mouths, struggling to hold back their laughter. This was great!

"How about here?"

There were no fragments spawning, so Jiang Siming marked a central castle at a very high elevation. It had an extremely high player density.

When they parachuted down, at least three full squads followed Jiang Siming and the others.

When they were about to land, the sky was densely packed. Including the three of them, more than a dozen people were fighting over one castle.

"So many people! What do we do? Waaah—" Tuan Tuan began her usual shrieking.

"My goodness, are they dropping dumplings? Brother Ming, are we really going there?"

Dumb Sister chickened out too. The two Jedi Sisters shared one very obvious trait: they were both cowards.

"Yeah. It's fine. Find somewhere to hide first. Come over after I deal with them."

Jiang Siming didn't take it seriously. Having jumped several seconds ahead of everyone else, he landed precisely in an open area piled with guns.

The map was completely unfamiliar to everyone else, but Jiang Siming knew it like the back of his hand. He knew exactly where equipment spawned.

He picked up an M16 and loaded it. The people in the sky hadn't even landed yet.

The viewers admired Jiang Siming's parachuting skills even more, feeling that his earlier parachuting tutorial had been incredibly valuable.

He raised the m16 toward the sky. Relying on the tiny iron sights, Jiang Siming pulled the trigger.

Bang, bang, bang!

Shot after shot, the bullets were like those of the god of death, punching accurately into the flesh of certain players.

Those he hit squarely died from a single headshot. Those he hit slightly off-center were finished off with three shots. He rarely missed.

Since they had neither helmets nor armor, Jiang Siming could save bullets to the greatest extent while eliminating the most enemies.

Bodies tumbled from the sky one after another, transforming into gray Loot Boxes.

They really had landed straight into boxes.

Thirty bullets were emptied, six Loot Boxes appeared, and six people were killed in the blink of an eye.

Before the viewers could even marvel, Jiang Siming had already reloaded and begun hunting the players who were landing one after another.

One person chasing three squads—such a spectacular sight was genuinely terrifying.

Players who hadn't picked up guns tried to escape, but they still couldn't outrun Jiang Siming's tracking-like bullets.

Those with guns tried to fight back, but Jiang Siming's faster reaction speed gave them headshots and sent them straight to GG.

The entire castle had become a living hell, with bodies scattered everywhere. Normally, this kind of result only appeared when several squads fought among themselves.

But now, it had all been done by Jiang Siming alone.

Watching Jiang Siming raise his gun and hunt them down, the viewers felt as though they were looking at God of Slaughter Bai Qi.

"My goodness, even slaughtering pigs isn't this fast! He's already at ten kills?"

"From today onward, Ming the Boss is the only one I respect in the battle royale scene!"

"The Desperate Castle, one man's celebration—this is insanely domineering!"

"Whether the castle is chaotic or not is up to Ming Shen!"

"Are Shark's higher-ups blind? Hurry up and sign Ming the Boss!"

"Ever since Wei Shen left Shark, Shark hasn't had a battle royale expert. It only has two 'air hostesses' keeping things going."

His marksmanship was fierce, his skills were extraordinary, and he killed without mercy.

This kind of ultra-violent aesthetic left viewers fired up!

Even without Dumb Sister and Tuan Tuan, countless viewers would probably still be willing to watch.

Back when PUBG had just entered open beta, quite a few streamers could produce this kind of result.

That was because almost everyone was a clueless beginner. Those who had played the closed beta for a long time could slaughter others almost at will.

Even streamers with some FPS experience could pull off this kind of killing spree.

But things were different now. PUBG had been operating for nearly three years.

The market was basically saturated, and there were very few complete novices who knew nothing at all.

Even the slowest learners had gained plenty of experience after practicing for such a long time.

Nowadays, the battle royale scene was packed with experts. Encountering even one beginner in a match counted as good luck.

Even the most elite professional players—even someone as strong as Wei Shen or Thomas—would face dire odds and often die early if they landed in such a densely populated area.

If their luck was bad, killing even one person could easily result in being killed by the opponent, let alone achieving what Jiang Siming had done.

There wasn't a single PUBG streamer who could produce such a result now, killing people as easily as drinking water.

If not for the players scattering and fleeing for their lives, some of whom even fought back, the viewers would have thought this was bot mode.