The three people hiding behind the wooden door shrank into a ball. A man tightly covered the mouth of the screaming woman just now. He lowered his voice and cursed: "Fuck, Ke Lei, do you want to kill us?"

The woman whose mouth was covered was already moist.

Another man clenched his teeth, took out a folding knife from his pocket and stood up: "I've fought with him..."

"Don't be impulsive! He has a gun in his hand!" the man covering Ke Lei's mouth whispered.

"That's better than shrinking here." Another man said that, and walked towards the wooden door and prepared to fight Qi Ji desperately. The next second, a series of bullets penetrated in and drove the man into a sieve.

"Ahhhhhh!"

This time, the man and Ke Lei started screaming without being controlled.

"Oh, what are you two hiding here secretly? Where are the others? There are only you two here?" Qi Ji stepped over the corpse and walked towards a man and a woman in the corner.

"Please...Please spare us...We just, we just went to watch the game. We have money, and we can give you..." Ke Lei's tears made the makeup look dirty.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"We..." neither of them could answer.

Qi Ji sighed, got up and was about to leave. At this time, the man jumped up and smashed a wooden stick hard on Qi Ji's head.

The man swallowed and subconsciously took a few steps back.

At this time, Qi Ji turned around, threw a blood-stained rifle to the ground, and grabbed the mask with his free hand: "Do you want to see my face?"

"?"

"Ula!"

After Qi Ji took off his mask, the woman named Ke Lei fainted when she turned on her eyes. The man was so scared that he staggered and fell down, and his body kept trembling.

"Listen, I'm not interested in you soft-boys who are powerless. If you have a pistol in your hand now, I'll kill you right away."

Qi Ji said as he kicked the rifle that he had just thrown away, "Brother, give me a chance to kill you, pick it up."

After saying that, Qi Ji left the room.

The man stared at the gun with a burning look. He drooled, and he was restrained when he reached out to get it several times...

How could he be the opponent of that monster... And just now, everyone saw him being shot through his body by more than ten bullets...

In the next half hour, more than ten gunfires sounded in the abandoned building.

At three in the morning, Qi Ji returned to the first floor and returned to the room where the gun was dropped.

Both the man and the woman were still there, the woman was still fainting and did not wake up, and the gun was thrown to the ground intact.

"Little Mole, you're smart," Qi Ji pointed to the shrinking man and picked up the gun.

"You know, I'm not a bloodthirsty person. I just like to kill some bastards, even more bastards than me. And you know, everyone's strolls are virtual, including me and you, and all readers, all strolls are virtual, who the fuck cares who I killed, who killed me... Okay, I'll leave."

After seeing Qi Ji leave, the man kept shrank and dared not move, and he kept shrank until dawn.

...

After leaving the small broken room, Qi Ji returned to the building similar to the auditorium in the "Dark Fighting Arena". Here he saw Ivan, who was lined up a large number of corpses.

"Hey, Ivan Driver, what are you doing? Are you playing and watching?"

"No, Mr. Wade, although they are not good people, I still hope they can walk more decently when they die, and this is also praying that if one day someone can treat our bodies like them."

Ivan said as he picked up a bucket of gasoline found from a roadside car and began to sprinkle it on the pile of corpses.

After sprinkling, Ivan found a lighter from the pocket of a dead corpse, lit it and threw it on a corpse. The flames instantly extended outward from one corpse, and dozens of corpses were covered in a few seconds. The dazzling fire light soared into the sky, and this scene looked a little shocking.

"I didn't expect you to be a caring person," Qi Ji said, pinching his nose, "Driver Ivan, do you smell a barbecue? Oh my god, I can't believe I'm actually hungry."

"Let's go, Mr. Wade, we have to find Mr. Eddie, I don't know how he is now."

"I think he might be having fun with Venom right now."

...

Eddie lay on the bench on the side of the road, feeling uncomfortable and turned over. After lying for a while, he felt uncomfortable and continued to turn over.

...

On the empty street, Qi Ji stretched comfortably: "Driver Ivan, how are you doing tonight?"

Ivan looked at the watch time: "Mr. Wade, I think I am still suitable for logistics. Those dead people will make me uncomfortable, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't sleep all night."

"Okay, there are interesting places in the future. I will take you there again to the place where you don't need to kill people~ although that kind of place will hardly exist." Qi Ji said and whistled, which is the theme song of the Titanic "My Heart is Eternal".

The two of them walked around the street for an hour without meeting a living person. It was already past six o'clock, and the sky in the distance had already lit up. The clearance was about to end in less than an hour.

Qi Ji and Ivan both felt bored, so Qi Ji snapped his fingers and teleported to the bench on the roadside where Eddie was sleeping.

"Oh, look at him, it's like a three-year-old baby when I fall asleep." Qi Ji leaned against Eddie's face and looked at him.

"Mr. Wade, you can teleport directly, why did we just walk there for a long time?" Ivan asked.

"Ah, this is not to exercise your body! Look at your body, thin, like a weak stick insect." Qi Ji stood up and patted Ivan's arms. This time he finally successfully photographed Ivan, "It will be good for you to walk more."

"..." Ivan took a deep breath and looked at the corpse around Eddie's bench in dismay.

This time he didn't have gasoline or lighter, but he still wanted to put all the bodies in a row, and it looked too bad to pile them up in a mess.

While Ivan was busy setting up troops for the corpses, Eddie opened his eyes hazy under Qi Ji's gaze.

"Hey, my little cutie..."

As soon as Qi Ji finished speaking, a black tentacle shot out from Eddie's body, instantly pierced Qi Ji's chest and flew him into the air dozens of meters.

...

Five minutes later, Eddie put one hand on Qi Ji's shoulder and the two sat side by side on the bench.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Deadpool, Venom took a nap just now. He was scared by you, and I was scared by you."

"You hurt my heart," Qi Ji grabbed the clothes on his chest tightly, "I'm in pain... I'm very sad."

"Then...what should I do?"

"Be my little brother."

"That's impossible, unless you can beat me!" Venom turned Eddie's head into his own and shouted at Qi Ji.

"Oh my God, do you know you have gingivitis?" Qi Ji said, taking out a bloody Ferrero chocolate ball from his pocket and threw it to Venom. The Venom caught it and swallowed it.

"Hmph." Venom licked his mouth and retracted into Eddie's body.

"I promise you to be your little brother, Mr. Deadpool," Eddie said, pointing at Ivan, "But can you tell me what Ivan is doing?"

Qi Ji looked at Ivan, who lined up a large number of headless corpses in two columns: "Obsessive-compulsive disorder, tsk tsk... Eddie, my little brother, how are you doing today? Are you having fun?"

Looking at Eddie's sad face, Qi Ji smiled and patted his thighs: "I knew! You must be very happy! Anyway, I know that Venom is very happy to eat. Look, so many people have been eaten."

"It's them who are coming to attack us," Venom explained.

"Okay, it's dawn in half an hour. Do you want to go back or do you want to take a walk?"

"Go back!" Eddie and Ivan said in unison.

Qi Ji looked at Ivan a few meters away: "Hey, Ivan Driver, you actually eavesdropped on the secret conversation between me and the Eddie boy."

...

When the alarm sounded at seven o'clock in the morning, four or five people holding various hoodies walked out of various buildings around the "dark fighting arena". One or two of them knelt down to the ground as if they were reborn.

They were the only survivors of the night of the ‘dark fighting arena’.

"That man in red, I swear I won't know him once when I see him." said a bald black man.

"So too." said the buzzhead muscled man next to him.

"Do you know? I shot him in the chest, but he had nothing to do!"

"So too! I saw our leader shoot him several times, but he was shot by the scarlet monster and was killed with a gun... Let's disband in the 'Twelve Hours'. I think we will meet him again next year."

"I feel so, too."

“+1”

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Chapter completed!