Four words, in an instant, made the atmosphere in the entire wide and confined metal space stagnate.
Ignoring the serious injuries of his body and the extreme weakness of his spirit, he kept his mouth shut at the same time as the other polluters who had also been beaten to the ground and could not stand on the ground, and scolded so much that they could not extricate themselves.
His eyes changed.
Full of gloom and tyranny.
Coincidentally, he turned his gaze to the bald man with a scar, standing behind the transparent separation wall, and opened his mouth to scold this sentence.
Although the bald man with the scar was locked by so many eyes for a while, there was no embarrassment or apology.
On the contrary, he glared back with a gaze of even more disdain and contempt.
As a polluter.
No one can expect how much of the same kind of affection will arise between them.
But that's not the end of it.
Glaring fiercely, the bald scar man continued to open his mouth, mocking viciously without hesitation.
"What to see" "Look at your grandfather and me again, believe it or not, once this wall is gone, grandpa will dare to twist your slender neck like a chicken with his bare hands" "Why, grandpa told the truth, and you guys are upset" "Hmph, what's the matter if you're unhappy, even if you're so unhappy that you burst into anger, I still have to say that you are a group of weak scum, just scum, you have lost the face of all apostle-level polluters, I really don't know how you were assessed as apostle-level polluters" Dozens of polluters who simply couldn't get up.
As soon as I heard this.
His eyes were filled with extreme resentment.
Unfortunately, they were too weak, so weak that they couldn't even speak as fast as the polluters who stood on the other side of the transparent wall, ready to take their place as a sparring partner.
This time, it wasn't just the bald Scar Man who was taunting and scolding, but all the other Apostolic Polluters standing on his side.
"Ha, it's hard to think you're strong" "Anyone who has this delusion will get out of the way."
"The shouting has been beaten into this ghostly appearance, and he still has a face, lying on the ground and screaming wildly."
"I think you don't have much other skills than shouting."
"Fifty people fought against a little young hunter, and even heard that it seemed that he was still a trainee hunter, but they were all put down, and it was a shame to be thrown to grandma's house."
"If it had been me, I would have been ashamed to take matters into account."
"I'll be replaced in the next training, and I'll show you what the strength of a true apostle-level polluter is."
"Don't give me a weapon, even with just a pair of fists, I can quickly beat that young apprentice hunter to death in five minutes."
The companions behind the bald scar man were louder than the other.
Scold to the end.
I'm scolding.
The arms kept waving.
One by one, they were so excited that their faces were red, their eyes were shining, and their saliva was flying.
It was as if in the next minute, they would be able to grab Qin Gu in front of them and easily beat him to death.
The bones of the whole body were broken in many places, and even after a long rest, there were still not many recoveries from the fifty lying down polluters.
In the midst of the scolding, the emotions were very emotional at first.
But as the scolding continued to come out, they gradually calmed down.
As long as they are still sane.
All of them had cold eyes.
The cold depths hide a thick sense of evil and calculation.
"Yes, the fact that we were collectively put down by a young apprentice hunter is a shame enough no matter where it goes, and I am ashamed of it now."
An injured middle-aged polluter lying on the ground, his left leg broken by a stick from a companion in the scuffle, suddenly spoke calmly as the polluter on the other side of the wall had cursed and took a break at halftime.
First, he automatically took a step back.
Admit the reality of losing.
Then he changed his words and sneered coldly.
"Still, I'd rather lie here and wait and see where you can easily knock him to the ground in the next round and win that battle with a huge disparity in numbers."
"Hopefully, when the time comes, someone who has said that if he loses, he will be ashamed to commit suicide, will remember that promise."
"By the way, I advise you not to think of breaking the rules and killing that boy with your own hands in a battle, because no one will agree to this situation."
"Even if it's just a thought, don't go, otherwise something will happen then, don't blame us, who are on the same side as you right now, haven't opened our mouths to warn."
The bald man with the scar reached out and wiped his shiny head.
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Smiled dismissively.
The big grin continued to taunt.
"What bullshit rules" "The hunters made the rules."
"As a polluter, you have to follow the rules set by some hunters, and your bones are too soft, phew, whoever likes to obey it, I definitely don't include it anyway."
"If you want me to play a game with a trainee hunter like a dog, then the guy who made this game must be fully prepared and ready to watch their people die miserably at my hands."
Ha ha A group of polluters standing behind the bald scarred man burst into laughter along with his mockery.
He seemed to fully agree with his proposal.
The middle-aged polluter lying on the ground rolled his eyes slightly.
A sneer that succeeded in the plan quietly flowed in the depths of his eyes.
But on the surface, he pretended to be very afraid and ridiculed each other.
"Idiot, don't say that you killed that trainee hunter right under their noses, with the strength of the two of you, I'm afraid you just started this idea, and if you only use your hands to implement less than half a move, she will definitely appear by your side and cut you to half death with a knife."
"She's using the back of a knife though."
"But you can easily smash the bones on your body that were chopped off, crisply and neatly, and chop them all to pieces with one blow."
Sometimes, when the truth is clearly spoken, it is easy to cause greater misunderstanding among the listeners.
The bald man with the scar obviously listened to this kind of truth as a joke.
Turned.
Disdain spat out.
I didn't believe it at all, and even shouted out in disgust.
"Alarmist" "I see that this guy of yours has been beaten once, and he can't see others succeed in winning."
"This kind of Arabian Nights lie, you can make it up."
"Who is it?"
"Able to slash an apostle-level polluter to half death with a single sword, or even so strong that with just the back of the knife, it can cause the area where it was cut and the bones to shatter in a large area" "Have the ability to call him out" "I'd like to get to know him for a while, and knock out all his teeth by the way."
Cruel words are released.
The bald man with the scar looked proud.
Even his eyes narrowed slightly.
It seems to be ready to accept the compliments of its companions behind him.
Three seconds passed.
It's eerily quiet.
The bald man with the scar was stunned and stretched his slightly narrowed eyes a little.
"It's me" "The person he said cut an apostle polluter half to death with a single sword, and that's me."
At the same time, a cold female voice sounded low and calm.
The volume is not high.
But it's weird, so that everyone in the wide, confined space can hear it clearly.
The second person, Ye He, walked in through a metal entrance that opened quietly, and the entrance and exit quickly closed automatically after she entered.
She held a long, narrow black knife and quietly leaned against the metal wall closest to the entrance
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