These death row prisoners can only rely on physical skills to fight for their lives. They have weapons and have no weapons, and lethality are completely different concepts, let alone get hot weapons such as grenades.
After all, the physical strength is as perverted as Lin Yi, and there are really few people in the world.
At this moment, the one who was lucky enough to grab the weapon first became a bloodthirsty god of killing.
Seeing this, Zhao Feng curled his lips: "Does he think he didn't lose fast enough?"
Lin Yi smiled back and said, "You are confident, it's understandable."
With the emergence of the first wave of weapon blind boxes, the rhythm of fighting on the entire battlefield suddenly increased, the scene instantly became bloody, and the death rate of death row prisoners rose rapidly.
It is worth mentioning that although the No. 4 chosen by Mr. Qi did not grab the weapon, he wandered around the battlefield.
At first glance, he looked like a retired old man who came out to walk the park, without any deterrence, but whenever a death row prisoner targeted him, he would be intercepted halfway through inexplicably. Many times, even bystanders could not even understand how those people died.
But no matter what, everyone can at least see that this old man is not simple.
Mr. Qi's vision is indeed unique.
On the other hand, the No. 13, which Lin Yi chose, hid aside from the beginning, fearing that he would be targeted by other death row prisoners. This style alone made people sincerely despise him.
But even so, he still had a lottery on him.
The reason was just that the corpse was hit by the flying backwards. The person was frowning when he saw it.
"That's it? He actually chose him. Lin Yi, don't you think he has your temperament, right?"
Mr. Qi openly mocked him through the audience: "What does it mean? Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. Is that what I said?"
There was a burst of laughter at the scene.
Lin Yi had no reaction: "Look at it first."
"Okay, look."
Mr. Qi looked at the joke and then snapped his fingers again: "Don't say that I won't give you a chance."
Five more treasure chests appeared in the field immediately.
The atmosphere in the whole audience suddenly surged.
But soon, it turned into a sensation.
There was nothing else, a lucky death row prisoner in the field drove a box of toxins, which instantly turned into a pool of thick water. The scene was shocking.
The death row prisoners then reacted in horror. It turned out that the treasure chest was not necessarily a good thing. What could be produced in the end depends on your fate!
"There are good and bad things, this is the true meaning of opening a blind box. How can it always be a good thing?"
Mr. Qi held the railing and laughed loudly. He was obviously very satisfied with his unique design.
Not to mention anything else, the atmosphere effect is indeed there. The entire stand was infected by this tense atmosphere, and the shouts and shouts came one after another, endlessly.
"Young Master Qi is worthy of being an authentic player."
Lu Chunfeng walked to Mr. Qi with a chuckling, but his eyes fell on Lin Yi in the No. 17 box opposite, and even waved with interest.
Mr. Qi glanced at him: "I heard that you and Lin Yi also had a holiday?"
"I won't know each other if I don't fight."
Lu Chunfeng smiled like a spring breeze: "I am a good friend. Lin Yi is a little bit worthy of it. Of course, Mr. Qi is far better than him."
If you heard this before, Mr. Qi would definitely think that he was sarcastic.
What kind of product is Lin Yi, and he deserves to be compared with him?
But now, he felt quite pleasant to hear.
Mr. Qi said angrily: "You are so good at making friends. I am also a loyal person. I never let my friends suffer losses. Today you spend so much luck to hold a special session for me. Tell me, what do I need to do for you?"
Lu Chunfeng shook his head: "Young Master Qi, don't get me wrong. I just like you, so I use this reason to make friends with you. If you need to give me a reward, it will not be a deal? This is not my original intention."
"Brother Lu, don't get me wrong. I've made a decision as my friend."
Mr. Qi's tone was full of no rejection: "But in my dictionary, friends should help each other. I must do something for you, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable."
Lu Chunfeng smiled bitterly: "It's really not necessary."
Mr. Qi bit to death: "You must say something, if you don't say it, you can't make friends."
Lu Chunfeng frowned and said casually: "Why don't you help me get someone?"
Mr. Qi's eyes lit up: "Snap people from the Heavenly Prison? That's my strength. The Heavenly Prison is my territory. Just say, what kind of person do you want to catch? I will send it to you tomorrow morning."
Lu Chunfeng whispered a name.
"That man seems to be locked on the ninth floor of the heavenly prison, right?"
This time it was Mr. Qi's turn to frown.
The Tianlao system has always been the traditional sphere of influence of his Qi Palace. He has specially trained it in it. He even practiced it in the Tianlao in his early years, and it was his territory. This sentence is really not an exaggeration.
Let someone come out, even if that person is an imperial prisoner, it is just a matter of one sentence for him.
The ninth floor of the Tianzhuo is an exception.
It was a completely independent area, and even Mr. Qi could not reach into it just by trying to reach out.
Lu Chunfeng blew up and said, "I just had a whim and was more interested. It doesn't matter if I can't get it out. It doesn't matter. If Mr. Qi feels embarrassed, then forget it."
"Forget it? You have already said it, how can you forget it?"
Mr. Qi slapped his fist and said, "It's him. Give me some time. I promise to get it out for you. Isn't it just the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison? Others can't reach into it, but it's not difficult for me."
Lu Chunfeng's eyes lit up: "Then I'm waiting for the good news from Mr. Qi."
Today's special session is to make friends with Mr. Qi, but the most important thing is to make the person he just mentioned.
In theory, he could actually follow Qi Tianjun's path, after all, Qi Tianjun has a closer relationship with his Liaojing Prefecture Lu family.
Qi Tianjun's control over the entire Tianzhu system is indeed stronger than that of Mr. Qi.
But only on the ninth floor of the Heavenly Prison, looking at the entire Qi Palace, including the King of Qi himself, may not speak better than the Master Qi.
Lu Chunfeng felt contented.
For him, it is that simple to control a person.
Even a person of the level of Young Master Qi, he could easily make the other party rush to do his job for him.
The only regret is that at least so far, he has not been able to directly lay out strange seeds in the other party's sea of ​​consciousness.
It is true that Mr. Qi is a fool himself, and it is impossible to find his strange seeds, but behind him is the entire Qi Palace.
Even if Lu Chunfeng considers himself high, he will not be so arrogant that he thinks that no one in the entire Qi Palace can see through his own methods. If he really attacks Master Qi, the benefits will be huge, but the risks will be huge.
Chapter completed!