The feeling of participating in a fight is different from watching others fight to the death.
Although Cheng Qianxun's blood boiled, an inexplicable sadness arose in his heart.
Now she looked at the others, and in a flash she was one of them, fighting like a wild animal for survival.
The people outside the glass shield were beaten and covered in blood, but they were still attacking each other with knives and various conjured weapons.
Rudolf asked softly: "Is this submachine gun useful?"
Cheng Qianxun came to his senses and replied: "I don't know, I can do it in the room."
Rudolf thought for a while and then said: "Give me a few knives, just throwing knives."
Seeing everyone's doubts, Rudolf said leisurely: "They are almost fighting.
What would happen if someone could help them end this deadly fight as soon as possible?"
Of course I am very grateful, even if they are close to winning, but who knows whether the next competition will help them heal, or just let them go like this.
You have to conserve some energy.
Cheng Qianxun turned around and pointed at Rudolph.
Not only the knife, Rudolf also has a knife strap on his body.
The largest knife is a two-foot-long cattle-killing knife carried on his back.
Across his chest are a dozen willow leaf flying knives, and on the belt wrapped around his waist. , Two samurai swords of different lengths hang on the left, and a dagger used by marines hangs on the right.
Rudolph looked at the equipment on his body that was comparable to an online game, and smiled bitterly: "This is too exaggerated."
"It just needs to be exaggerated."
Cheng Qianxun knew that Rudolph was going to choose to take over his teammates, so she removed the glass cover.
It was a miserable scene in front of them, four of them were dead, and the rest were not dead but were covered with injuries, and they were all swaying around.
Most of them have exhausted their strength, and it depends on who can stand up last and give the opponent a fatal blow.
Cheng Qianxun felt a little unbearable, so Rudolf turned his head and said, "I will use my hands and feet quickly to save them pain."
After speaking, he took out a samurai sword, held it in his hand, and walked over.
Whether people can play the role of God and decide the life and death of others at will would normally be answered in the affirmative. cannot.
But here, killing the weak is a kind of mercy.
It is better to die under the unprofessional fists of competitors than to be killed by Rudolf.
Cheng Qianxun sighed slightly, and a strong hand was placed on his shoulder.
It was Regel and Sneijder.
Cheng Qianxun smiled slightly.
Raise your hands and place your fingers lightly on your teammates' hands of encouragement and comfort.
Rudolf walked over and stopped in front of the first man.
The man suffered multiple injuries to his thighs, abdomen and shoulders.
Seeing Rudolph walking over with a katana more than two feet long, his eyes showed fear.
"You can't live like this."
Rudolf looked at him and said calmly and cruelly: "Do you need me to help you get out?"
"No, no..."
The man shook his head in horror, trying hard to support his body and retreat with his blood-covered arms.
"Got it."
Rudolph held the knife and continued forward.
The second one was also injured, but it was completely better than the first one.
The second orthodontist bit a piece of cloth torn from his clothes and wrapped it around his bleeding arm, his eyes shining with a fierce look.
Rudolph glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to move forward.
Sure enough, the second one bandaged his wound.
Picking up the knife next to him, he limped towards the first one.
He stabbed the other person twice in the chest, and cut the other person's neck with the knife while screaming.
"Oh, one less."
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Mammon held her cheek with her hand and said with a smile in her usual sarcastic tone: "Two more people need to die, continue."
Contrary to Satan's interest, Cheng Qianxun closed his eyes slightly.
She hated such blood, but there was nothing she could do about it.
Fifteen people, minus the four people from Cheng Qianxun's team, only four of the eleven people can survive.
The second tall man sat directly next to the person he killed, looking at the people in front of him and watching what happened to them.
There were still two teams fighting in front of them.
One team was dead and two were left alive, while the Meat Cut Guy's team was left with three.
Obviously, the team of the Meat Cutters was far inferior to other teams, but they took advantage of the fierce battle between another team and another team to help others kill each other until only one person was left, that is, the tall man who was sitting.
Everyone was extremely nervous when they saw Rudolph walking over with weapons all over his body.
Rudolf said calmly: "You continue, I will not participate."
It's also a good thing not to participate.
Both sides are now scarred.
God knows who this man who pries people's skulls like smashing cans will help sleep with.
The target was once again focused on both parties.
The partners just now turned into life-and-death enemies in an instant.
The man who came over just now to lobby looked at the man who was sitting and waiting and said: "One of your teammates was killed by him, and the body is next to him.
Are you just going to let it go?
How about we join forces and kill him too?"
Alright" If five people go together, they should be able to kill him.
But the other party didn't think so, and one person sneered: "He wants to stay.
Just now, two of our teams and five people besieged him, but he couldn't die and even killed two of them.
He is stronger than any of you.
If you try to risk your life, we won’t go.”
If you try to touch that four-person team with women, you're looking for death.
And the man with the cold eyes was going to die.
Then only two out of five people will die.
Beelzebub became a little impatient: "If we decide whether to take action or not, let's just draw lots."
Of course, it's a good draw.
Their group is really all street gangsters.
They only got to this point by forming cliques and eradicating the weak.
It's not enough to fight hard.
There is no match for the two people in front of you.
One of them is obviously a boxer and punches very hard; the other is a short man who is a Muay Thai master.
They are both very professional people.
Then draw lots.
Before the lobbyist could nod, he heard Beelzebub say again: "Whoever wins will be my dinner.
After eating the corpse for so long, I want something fresh."
"Fresh", he could imagine what "fresh" meant, and he swallowed the words of agreement.
The short Muay Thai master suggested: "Hey, that head, just come here and see if you still have some skills.
The two of them are so weak, they will definitely not live long."
"Maybe not.
I am their boss, so I should fight with them until the last moment."
The meat-cutting boy clenched the knife in his hand and encouraged his teammates: "Let's go together.
We will deal with one of them first, and we will leave it to fate."
"Okay, boss."
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The two gangsters next to him answered simply and neatly, and their roars were very powerful.
The lobbyist also said in an extremely solemn and solemn way: "When I die, I will find a way to drag someone to be buried with me."
"Okay, let's go together."
The meat-cutting boy's eyes widened: "Get ready... go on."
He just finished speaking.
He was stabbed in the waist.
He turned his head and looked at the person next to him in disbelief, who just now said that even if he died, he would be buried with him: "You" Caesar of ancient Rome must have had the same expression when he was assassinated in the Senate, and a knife came from behind and stabbed him hard in the lower back.
"I'm sorry," the former teammate said confidently, but still trembling in his voice, "Only if you die can I have a chance to live."
Everything in front of him seemed to be a replica of that bastard Jeffrey.
Reger couldn't help but cursed: "Shameless" It is clear that the cannon fodder should be eliminated, and among the three.
Who should stay?
Rudolph, who couldn't say anything just now, took action now.
He quickly pinched two flying knives and pointed them at the two people next to the meat-cutting boy.
When he threw his hands out, the thin lancets flew out with his fingertips.
"Whoosh, whoosh!"
After two slight sounds, the two men were hit by flying knives in the eyes, and they were so painful that they covered their eyes and howled in pain.
Rudolf rushed over with a samurai sword, and when he raised the sword with his hand, a man's head was cut off.
"No.
No..."
Another person covered his bleeding eyes and shouted in horror.
Turn around and try to escape.
He felt a chill in his neck before he even took two steps, as if he was flying up.
His eyes were spinning in mid-air.
When he turned down, he was extremely horrified to see his headless body, but all this fear would soon end. . .
As this headless corpse.
When he fell straight to the ground while maintaining his escape posture, his feet twitched twice and then stopped moving.
The meat-cutting boy couldn't hold on any longer.
He fell to the ground, covering the deepest wound on his waist.
After closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, his body softened and he fell to the ground.
He didn't know whether he fainted or died.
Everything was in the eyes of the two people in the other group.
They didn't move because if the two gangsters didn't die, they might die.
Since someone took action to solve it, it was the best.
Cheng Qianxun and the other two teammates walked slowly over.
There were corpses and blood all along the way.
If they were not careful, they would step on the corpses.
Rudolph looked at the katana in his hand: "A good sword, very sharp."
Cheng Qianxun walked up to him and pointed at the knife that blew the hair off: "I hope I can transform into Gan Jiang, Mo Xie and Yuchang Sword in the future.
I don't know which one is sharper than this knife."
"Now that we're done, let's get rid of all this stuff.
Especially the one on the back, it's very tiring to carry."
Rudolph put the katana back into its sheath.
These knives were imagined by everyone who was working hard just now.
What they conjured up with enough thought was at most a small dagger, which was good enough for peeling an apple.
Cheng Qianxun raised his hand and easily and casually removed all the knives on Rudolph's body.
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"Okay," Mammon said to Mathais, "Let them recover and enter the next level, including the last one to die."
"Yes, Master."
Mathais looked at the corpses scattered on the ground and waved his scepter.
The corpses on the ground disappeared one by one out of thin air, leaving only the living people and the meat-cutting boy.
"This kid is lucky to be the last one to die."
Mathes waved his scepter again, and silver debris floated down from his scepter.
Immediately, it was like a silver rain of light in the middle, which was unusually gorgeous and beautiful.
The wound slowly solidified and shrank. . .
The big man who could hit five people stood up from the ground and untied the cloth strips wrapped around his arms.
There were no traces of injury on the thick muscles.
The meat-cutting boy lying on the ground slowly opened his eyes, sat up, looked around, and then looked at himself.
"You're alive, boy" Rudolf sneered: "Maybe I'll call you boss":