Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 543

When 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 come over."

"What to do, I 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.

"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 time they 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.

"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 I 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 some fun!”

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!"