My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 638

Spencer stored ot his pitiful ond helpless chorocter lying down on the miseroble gross olong with the chorocters of

the other big streomers.

The words of the gome system still lingered in the oir: You hove been killed by JohnnyCoshlyn!

His expression dorkened with ponic os he quickly shouted ot the only surviving streomer, “Kill him now, Dustin!

Avenge us ond kill him!”

The moment he finished speoking, he could heor o crisp heodshot from the gome.

With thot, the only surviving member of their teom olso fell to the ground.

The scene wos so beoutiful thot one couldn't beor to look ot it.

Spencer wos shocked ond stunned.

Disbelief wos written oll over his foce. “This con't be! You're Chicken Boss! There's no one who doesn't know your

nome! How is it possible thot you died? I con't believe there's octuolly o doy when you become o deoth crote!”

Dustin typed on the phone's chotbox: There's nothing we con do! Coshlyn Pro is woy too powerful! Compored to

him, I'm just o noob!

Even though Spencer could only see whot Dustin wos typing insteod of listening to his voice, the former could still

observe o twisted sense of joy from thot sentence. Is Dustin going insone? How con he still be hoppy ofter getting

shot in the heod? Whot's going on with him?

He quickly osked: Who is this Coshlyn Pro?

Coshlyn Pro wos o pretty stronge nome.

While he might not be port of the e-sports community, he did ploy mobile gomes. There's someone thot owesome

in the gome? I thought I'm olreody pretty unbeotoble with these big streomers oround. After oll, they ore pretty

populor ond they hove lots of fons. There's someone who's octuolly more owesome thon oll of us combined?

Spencer stared at his pitiful and helpless character lying down on the miserable grass along with the characters of

the other big streamers.

The words of the game system still lingered in the air: You have been killed by JohnnyCashlyn!

His expression darkened with panic as he quickly shouted at the only surviving streamer, “Kill him now, Dustin!

Avenge us and kill him!”

The moment he finished speaking, he could hear a crisp headshot from the game.

With that, the only surviving member of their team also fell to the ground.

The scene was so beautiful that one couldn't bear to look at it.

Spencer was shocked and stunned.

Disbelief was written all over his face. “This can't be! You're Chicken Boss! There's no one who doesn't know your

name! How is it possible that you died? I can't believe there's actually a day when you become a death crate!”

Dustin typed on the phone's chatbox: There's nothing we can do! Cashlyn Pro is way too powerful! Compared to

him, I'm just a noob!

Even though Spencer could only see what Dustin was typing instead of listening to his voice, the former could still

observe a twisted sense of joy from that sentence. Is Dustin going insane? How can he still be happy after getting

shot in the head? What's going on with him?

He quickly asked: Who is this Cashlyn Pro?

Cashlyn Pro was a pretty strange name.

While he might not be part of the e-sports community, he did play mobile games. There's someone that awesome

in the game? I thought I'm already pretty unbeatable with these big streamers around. After all, they are pretty

popular and they have lots of fans. There's someone who's actually more awesome than all of us combined?

“You never heard of Cashlyn Pro before? Do you live under a rock?” Dustin decided to just call Spencer on the

phone to explain.

The passionate tone he was speaking in was a pretty clear indication that Cashlyn Pro was someone he admired. It

was the type of tone people use when they talked about their idols.

“I'm telling you, Cashlyn Pro is a really mysterious person. He never shows up in public. Well, except that one time

when he live-streamed in order to prove his innocence. When he started, a lot of people didn't like him and said

that he was cheating. During that live stream, he pointed his camera at his slim white hands so everyone could see

how he was playing. The speed at which his hand was moving was definitely not something a normal person can

achieve. He was so fast and accurate that he pretty much one-shot anyone he comes across! There were a lot of

people challenging him that day when they heard he was live-streaming. He got so many kills that he went straight

to the top of the leaderboard! The game's community, the larger gaming community as a whole, and even the

streamer's community exploded! The live stream was so crowded that you couldn't get in if you were late! Viewers

completely flooded the broadcasting platform. After that... He stopped playing the game as much as he did. He'll

only occasionally show up here and there. I didn't expect we're lucky enough to see him tonight!”

Dustin was a pretty big streamer. In fact, he was the fifth largest on the platform. He was usually pretty awesome.

Everyone in the game's community was pretty pretentious and arrogant because it was a community where no one

would pay attention to you if you weren't skillful enough.

Spencer rarely heard Dustin praise someone or be impressed by someone.

In fact, it was the first time he heard him do that.

That was why it shocked Spencer greatly. “This person's really that awesome?”

Before Dustin could reply, Spencer heard a bang from the car door. Then he saw his boss striding toward the table

Ashlyn was sitting at.

“I can't talk to you anymore! I have to go now!” He quickly ended the call and followed Lucas.

I wonder if Mr. Nolan spoke to me earlier when I was occupied with the game and Dustin's explanation. He secretly

glanced at Lucas. The latter was wearing a black suit with a pair of black pants.

The night breeze blew Lucas' hair up and showed how smooth his forehead was.

Blood veins were visible in his eyes due to him staying up late. His smooth and firm jawline showed his masculine

charm.

Spencer couldn't help but take a couple more glances at Lucas.