Seeing someone blocking the bridge, the motorcyclist was initially a little flustered.
But when he saw what the bridge blocker was holding, he let out a very unkind burst of laughter.
"Is this guy an idiot? Did he come here to make people laugh? Tsk!"
The motorcyclist no longer had any reservations. He pushed his speed to the maximum, wanting to charge across the bridge.
Just as he was nearing the bridgehead, the sickle in Jiang Siming's hand shot out decisively!
The sickle struck the motorcyclist's helmet with pinpoint accuracy, hitting him squarely on the crown!
-
100
His health bar was instantly emptied.
He rolled off the motorcycle and became a new Loot Box monster.
Seeing this, none of the viewers even wanted to speak. There were only two words in their minds: Awesome!
"Holy shit, that works too? I—" The top player who had been killed cursed furiously, feeling utterly aggrieved by such a humiliating death!
If he had lost a gunfight or been swept off his feet by someone's bullets, that would still have been acceptable.
But being headshotted by a sickle while moving at high speed—how could these experts accept that?
Even though he couldn't accept it, all he could do was curse and grumble to himself. Most importantly, Jiang Siming couldn't hear him, so it was nothing more than impotent rage.
Jiang Siming looked at the Loot Box on the ground and was quite pleased.
With Cold Weapon Mastery, he could carry a melee weapon whenever he felt like it in the future. A frying pan would be even better—it could block bullets, too.
The Loot Box did not produce a fragment, but Jiang Siming still went over to search it. He put on a Level 3 helmet, picked up an 8x Scope