Zhang Jingyao is sitting in the central control room. There is a huge screen in front of her. On the screen is a map of the battle royale dungeon. There are dense red dots on the map that are constantly moving. Each red dot represents a killer. Every time he disappears,
A red dot represents the death of a killer.
The only two green dots on the map are Jiang Teng and Eleven. Similarly, when the green dots disappear, it also means that they are dead. But from the beginning to now, the red dots have always disappeared, sometimes
They disappear one by one, sometimes two or three disappear together, and sometimes five or six disappear together.
It is obvious that Jiang Teng and Shi Yi are very powerful in combat. One hour into the game, the two of them have killed more than thirty killers, faster than Zhang Jingyao expected.
Apollo was the only killer who had not yet entered the scene. He stood behind Zhang Jingyao and looked at the red dots on the map with her. When all the red dots disappeared, it was time for him to enter the scene. He was the hundredth one.
Killer.
"Master, they are stronger than we thought." Apollo said.
Zhang Jingyao smiled: "So what, no matter how strong a person is, after being beaten by ninety-nine killers, his combat effectiveness will be reduced due to physical exhaustion, and he will even be injured to varying degrees. All you have to do is wait until they are exhausted.
, send them on their way."
Jiang Teng and Shi Yi thought this game was too simple. Zhang Jingyao didn't put much equipment in the dungeon at all. The only equipment she had was only a few guns, and they were all six-bullet pistols, which had no lethality.
Hot weapons that are too big. This is true even for the killers. Each of them only has two guns and a spare magazine, and the rest are cold weapons such as daggers and daggers.
What Zhang Jingyao wants is for them to fight Jiang Teng Eleven in close combat, relying solely on fists and kicks to kill each other, and using the tactics of wheel fighting to exhaust the two people's physical strength. As for whether Apollo needs to end, it depends on whether they can persist until the end.
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One of Zhang Jingyao's favorite things over the years is designing training programs for killers. She has upgraded the cruelty and difficulty of each program, which is far more difficult than what she was trained at that time. Her greatest pleasure is watching
The killers escape or kill each other in projects of their own design.
It has to be said that her psychology has been severely distorted. The cruelty and pain she experienced back then had to be relieved and happy by torturing others. This is a morbid mentality. Even if she knows that she is wrong, she does not want to
Turn back.
She just sat quietly, waiting, watching Jiang Teng and Eleven struggle in the battle royale game they designed, and watching the red dots on the map gradually decrease as time went by.
Seventy, sixty, fifty, forty, thirty, twenty...the last ten people, after seven or eight hours, only ten scattered little red dots remained.
After fighting eighty-nine top killers for seven or eight hours and winning, Zhang Jingyao didn't need to think about it to know how miserable and miserable Jiang Teng and Eleven were at this time. She just imagined that scene and she felt unprecedented.
hapiness.
Wen Lingran, it doesn't matter that you have always been stronger than me. Now you are not being manipulated by me. The lives of you and your sweetheart are in my hands.
Battle royale dungeon.
Jiang Teng and Shiyi were just as Zhang Jingyao imagined, very tired and embarrassed. They fought continuously for seven or eight hours and killed eighty-nine killers without getting any water. Their hands and feet were somewhat exhausted.
Their bodies had long been stained with sweat and blood, including other people's blood and their own blood. The only good thing was that none of them were shot, and the wounds on their bodies were all external injuries. The two hid temporarily and used the stolen blood to
Equip and pack each other with medical kits.
Eleven was lying on the ground with Jiang Teng's legs, barely able to lift her fingers. The continuous struggle for so long was obviously beyond the endurance of her body.
Jiang Teng couldn't bear to stain her face with blood on his hands. Although her face had long been turned into a little cat by the mud, he still didn't want to touch her cheek with his blood-stained hands.
"Ranran, this is the last time. I will never let you shed a drop of blood again." Jiang Teng's voice was dry, which was obviously a sign of lack of water.
Eleven smiled lightly, as if as long as she was with him, he would be her best painkiller: "That won't work, you will bleed after giving birth, and you will bleed a lot."
"Then it won't happen." Jiang Teng decided simply.
"No, I want to give birth. Zhisu said that giving birth is very painful, but I'm not afraid of the pain, and I'm not afraid of bleeding either. Ateng, let's get married when we get back, and we'll have children when we get married. They all have children, and we
If the children are much younger than them, they will be bullied." Eleven considered seriously.
Jiang Teng Wan'er: "No, our children are definitely the most able to beat us. They can't beat us. If we want to bully them, we will bully them. We can beat them to tears no matter what."
"Yes." Eleven seemed to have just remembered that he and Jiang Teng were both good at fighting, with a silly expression on his face.
Jiang Teng couldn't help but leaned down and kissed her silly little face.
Eleven was not satisfied with such a fleeting kiss, so she poked his lips and had a deep-throat kiss with him, as if they could quench their thirst with each other, but in the end, the more they kissed, the thirstier they became.
"Hey, I really want to eat braised pork." After the kiss, he not only became more and more thirsty, but also became more and more hungry, wanting to eat An Zhisu's favorite braised pork.
"There are ten more." Jiang Teng glanced at the number on the life detector: "The last ten."
"Well, after killing, go home and eat braised pork."
"No, go home and get married and have children."
Eleven smiled lightly, imagining that the wedding dress An Zhisu designed for her would definitely be the most beautiful wedding dress in the world.
There were footsteps approaching from outside, one, two, three, four, five...nine, and finally nine of the ten killers came. It was another fight between life and death. They looked at each other and slowly
He slowly helped him to his feet.
After fighting until now, no one has bullets. The only weapons that can be used are daggers and daggers. All nine people hold daggers in their hands, exuding lethality and blood, like nine gods of death from hell.
Jiang Teng and Shi Yi held hands and slowly walked out of the ruins where they were hiding. They were dyed with blood and became two bloody men. Compared with the god of death, they were more like two gods of killing. They killed Buddha when they met and slayed demons when they met.
Zhang Jingyao saw nine red dots and two green dots coming together on the map. She knew that the last wave of bloody battle was coming, and her eyes were fixed on the two green dots, waiting for one or both of them to disappear at the same time.
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However, both green dots disappointed her. In her sight, the red dots disappeared one after another, from nine to eight, eight to seven, seven to six... until
An hour later, when all nine red dots disappeared, the two green dots were still flashing.
Zhang Jingyao suddenly smiled. Is this the power of love? Because they love each other, they have the fighting power of one plus one than two. She should have thought of it. Wen Lingran walked out of the gate of hell many times for Jiang Teng. She
A person can survive a hail of bullets, let alone Jiang Teng by his side now.