They hurriedly hid behind the cover by the small bridge, and the three of them simultaneously sprayed bullets at the completely unsuspecting car.

However, because the car was moving fast and the other two weren’t mentally prepared, they barely managed to hit the car at all.

Brian Clark calmly turned on the tactical scope, moving the mouse along with the car, firing continuously. His headphones were filled with the sound of bullets hitting the car.

In just a few seconds, from his perspective, he could see green blood spurting out repeatedly from the left side of the enemy’s car—

[You killed LVCHAGUNA with M416]

Brian Clark let out a soft laugh, swiftly reloaded, and spat out three words: “Meng Po Bridge.”

[6666666]

[The streamer is awesome, hahahahaha]

[That car spray was pretty good, why are there so few viewers in the stream?]

[Seems like a new streamer]

The number of comments suddenly surged at a visible speed, and Brian Clark immediately realized he had made it onto “Latest Live Streams.”

Number Two: “Bro, you’re awesome! What’s going on, how are you so good?! Bro, are you some kind of god?!”

People usually jokingly call cheaters “gods.”

“How could that be?” Brian Clark said. “I’m an honest guy, bro.”

“Don’t say that,” Number Two said. “If you carry me to a win, I’ll call you bro.”

Before starting the stream, Brian Clark had deliberately played solo for an hour in private, and only started streaming officially after making sure he was in top form.

Seeing so many viewers join, he became even more focused. Every kill was precise and powerful, and he led the three teammates, fighting their way into the final circle.

There were eight people left in the final circle. Brian Clark made a quick judgment: including them, there were three teams left, the other two teams each had two people, and they were a full squad, so their chances of winning were very high.

He was definitely going to get this chicken dinner!

Thinking this, his 8x scope happened to catch sight of a level 2 helmet.

Bang!

[yanxyan knocked out 77flzz with an M24 headshot]

Elsewhere, Number Three also found that player’s teammate, had a quick shootout, and managed to kill him with just a sliver of health left.

Only one team remained.

Everyone was tense, even Number Two had gone quiet, and only Brian Clark was still pretty relaxed.

The circle kept shrinking, and finally, the last two enemies were forced to move and exposed their positions.

“I see them, both are behind the rock at NE direction.” Brian Clark opened his inventory and saw his bag was empty. “Anyone got a grenade? If not, let’s just all rush together.”

Number Two: “I don’t!”

“Me neither,” said Number Three. “Let’s just rush.”

Brian Clark: “Alright…”

Click.

A faint sound reached his ears. He frowned, thinking he’d misheard, and asked the viewers in the stream, “Did you guys hear something?”

[Nope, what sound?]

[I think I heard it too?]

[Was it a grenade sound?]

Brian Clark was about to say something when a sudden loud explosion rang in his ears.

Bang—

His eyes widened as he watched his character get blown up and knocked down by a grenade, falling to his knees.

That sound just now was actually Number Four pulling the pin on a grenade!

“Number Four, what are you doing?!” he asked in confusion.

Number Four, who was also killed by the explosion: “…Didn’t you tell me to throw a grenade?”

His voice was very childish, clearly a kid, definitely no older than 15.

“…Then you should have thrown it over!”

“How can I throw it without pulling the pin?” The kid sounded aggrieved—he had even Googled how to pull the pin!

Brian Clark: “…”

The enemies heard the commotion and immediately tried to take advantage of the chaos.

Number Two and Number Three seized the opportunity, sprayed bullets, and successfully killed the last two enemies. Before Brian Clark could finish speaking, the screen suddenly went dark.

A line of text appeared in the top left corner of the screen—“Winner Winner Chicken Dinner!”

[Tragic Death Streamer has followed]

[Congrats to the streamer for achieving the “Chicken Dinner on Your Knees” achievement!]

[Is Number Four here just for laughs, hahahahaha]

[The streamer has a great temper, not even cursing after all this?]

Brian Clark snapped back to reality and returned to the game lobby.

Forget it, with Number Four around, the stream was actually pretty entertaining, and he wasn’t the type to like yelling at teammates anyway.

Just as he was about to start the next match, a friend request suddenly popped up in the bottom right corner of the game interface—it was Number Two from the last game.

Just as the viewers thought he would click accept, he moved his mouse and clicked X instead.

“At the start, you were yelling at me to go away, now that we’ve won, you want me back.” Brian Clark sneered, “Heh, men.”

Chapter 3

After clicking reject, Brian Clark glanced at the viewer count and was instantly startled.

In just one game, just a few minutes on the “Latest Live” leaderboard, his viewers had shot up to 628.

Although most viewer counts on streaming platforms are inflated, his base was so small that it couldn’t be faked much.

No wonder it’s the number one streaming platform for traffic—Brian Clark was very satisfied.

Just as he was about to strike while the iron was hot and start another match, a soft “ding-dong” sounded in his headphones—it was a message from the admin in charge of the PUBG section on the streaming platform.