NovelEnglishWhen they were playing Fortnite.
Inside the carriage, there was a constant stream of yelling and screaming.
"Whoa. There's someone in the northwest corner. Look out, the roof across the street, there is someone on the roof!"
"OK, done." Joyce instantly killed two people with her nimble operation.
"Wow, the shooting is simply divine! Shit, behind, there's a group coming from behind! Oh my God, there are four of them! They
must have heard the gunfire and cover."
"What to do, | got only half of my HP now."
"It's okay, hold steady, you go to the left to draw them away." Joyce arranged, while walking to find the right angle and shot. After
that, she turned around and shot again.
"Holy shit! A single magazine and you wiped out an entire team. Great God how did you do that?" The male colleagues simply
wanted to fall to their knees. Joyce had been the best of the best they had ever seen.
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"Just a piece of cake."
Joyce smiled.
"Everyone, we have 24 kills at Joyce now." Juanita reported the count from the sidelines. Although she didn’t play the game, it was
too much fun to watch Joyce maneuvering freely and hitting all the shots, killing everyone in her way.
At this time, several new employees of the team also got on board one after another and saw Joyce and the others playing the
game.
The guys gathered around to watch the battle. It was the first tthey had seen Joyce play the game.
"Be careful, the other side has got a sniper."
"Easy, done." Joyce used her favorite sniper rifle and shot right at its head.
"Wow, 39 kills. We already broke the last record. Joyce, there are not many people left." The male colleagues worshiped.
"Be careful, there are still the last two people, the opponent may be quite good at it. We met him just now. Very accurate shooting.
Beware of the long-range sniper to the 315 direction." Joyce's words just fell.
And a male colleague had been shot by the opponent to the ground waiting for rescue...
"It's over. | thought | could make it till the end with Joyce." The male colleagues looked particularly frustrated. He could not win
even with Joyce here today.
"It's okay, we can still make it."
As the words fell, Joyce calmly rushed into the house and used the machine gun to take down one of the opposing players.
Then, she quickly switched to her sniper rifle, and from a quite tricky angle in the window, gave the final fatal shot.
The bullet shot straight out of the window.
And the gended suddenly with a giant "victory" in the middle of the screen. The gwas over before the male colleagues
ran out of his HP.
The bunch of new employees, their eyes straightened, were all staring at the victory checkout page on Joyce's phone.
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"Wow, seriously? The damage!"
"Oh my God, even a professional player can’t be that good! Joyce, from now on, I'm a fan of yours!" The new circuit designer's eyes
were glowing with admiration.
"Joyce, can | have your autograph."
What's more, the new automatic control engineer took out his notebook and really gave Joyce for her signature.
"Don't do that, just having sfun!”
Joyce awkwardly pushed back, but all the boys, now all around her, surrounded the small carriage.
"What are you all doing?"
Suddenly, the cold, low voice, sounded behind everyone.
The male colleague turned around first and almost dropped his jaw when he saw the source of the voice, "Good day, President!"
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