Zhou Wen was very efficient. The special police he called became the workers to clean up the scene. In less than an hour, the central square, which had become a hell on earth, had been cleaned up. The piles of corpses were secretly transported out, burned and buried. The remains of the scene were
The blood stains were washed away by high-pressure water cannons for half an hour, high-power fans blew fiercely at the central square, and the air-conditioning cleaning system was also operating at high load.
No one could imagine that the central square at this time was filled with murderous blood and a river of blood just half an hour ago, with a total of 401 corpses piled up.
With a strong bloody smell all over his body, Qin Long returned to Lao K's building. He looked extremely tired. Although there were no scars on his body and his skin was still as clean, Qin Long's eyes were full of tiredness.
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As before, Lao K didn't make too many comments about Qinglong. He just glanced at Qin Long when he dragged his tired body to open the door. For a moment, a trace of surprise flashed across him, and this guy was as lean and dark as a migrant worker.
There is always a pile of cigarette butts on the floor around where you stand.
Qin Long was very hungry. It could be seen from the fact that he ate all the food for ten people on the table within ten minutes. After the last time, Sen was a little used to it. The DH-type medicine was rejected by the body, and Qin Long also
Without injecting any other recovery medicine, he took a cigarette from Old K's pocket, lit it, and inhaled it into his lungs.
Qin Long turned his head. Lao K liked to stay in the dark, which was a bit similar to Qin Long. The fireworks in their hands flickered in the darkness, and the firelight faintly illuminated their cold faces at the moment they inhaled and burned.
"How many have been killed?" Old K finally dropped the cigarette butts that had burned down to the last few shreds of tobacco.
"Thirteen people." Qin Long always felt that Old K in the darkness was the most threatening, like a dormant devil.
Old K fell into silence and nodded after a long time, "This is just the beginning."
Qin Long didn't speak. Judging from the people who were still alive in the life-and-death fight, there were at least forty or more high-level ability users. Like himself, those people did not take the lead in attacking each other. They could deal with more than ten basic units of prisoners, high-level ability users.
Level ability users can actually be divided into several levels.
Such as Queen, such as Angry Sandos, such as that dark and skinny guy like Lao K with a bayonet. These people can at least deal with an entire platoon, they are simply humanoid tyrannosaurs. This is Qin Long's biggest threat.
In fact, for now, being able to deal with more than twenty high-level ability users can already bring a huge threat to Qin Long's life. However, Qin Long subconsciously seems to feel that he can handle it, but he has to pay a lot of effort.
The price is just a bit heavier.
At eight o'clock the next morning, all the prisoners came to the central square as they did the day before. The one-on-one arena match was their main content today. Relatively speaking, this kind of competition system is more lasting and can better reflect the prisoners' strength.
Ability, cunning, cunning, and cruelty are actually abilities.
In the ninety-nine-person one-on-one competition, one person obviously got a bye. When the guy who was only an intermediate ability user didn't show his excited expression, and when it was obvious that some guys were aggrieved, they all consciously closed their eyes.
Mouth.
Bang! A bullet engraved with a spiral pattern flew in a graceful arc in the air, passed the ninety-eight people, and leaped to the mid-level ability user who had a bye. The spiral warhead drilled into his head like an electric drill.
As he screamed in agony, it emerged from the back of his head and shot into the wall.
Qin Long once again saw Sun Kun's cruelty and indifference, but he was even more shocked by Sun Kun's control ability, leaping over the ninety-eight people and onto the head of the ninety-ninth person, without precise calculations and sensitive reactions.
Ability is impossible to complete, and it is more likely to be the development of the brain. In Lao K's introduction to superpowers, there is no such ability in the first stage.
In other words, Sun Kun actually possesses second-stage, at least fourth-level, abilities!
But what Qin Long should pay attention to is obviously not this. His opponent has already given him a cold feeling. Qin Long is very unlucky. The guy standing in front of him with medium build and fair skin is the guy who passed the selection competition before.
One of the people who feels threatened by Chehan, this person can at least be ranked in the top twenty among all prisoners!
High-level ability users are really unlucky. Qin Long couldn't help but smile bitterly. He thought to himself that the opponent's explosive power was amazing and his qualities were also extraordinary. The probability that he could defeat the opponent with his bare hands was zero.
Yes, with Qin Long's current state, his winning rate is zero.
Fortunately, the organizers have provided relatively better weapons to every prisoner who enters this promotion competition. Sharp daggers, three-foot-sharp broadswords, pipa hooks, heavy hammers, and swords with sharp thorns
Steel rods come in all shapes and sizes, but without exception they are all made of steel, and they all have a brand-new edge.
Qin Long's eyes were attracted by a slender saber with a cyan blade. He almost subconsciously took a fancy to this weapon.
"There are only fifty weapons. After you get the weapons, return to the ring." Sun Kun's words were brief, but very intimidating.
"Rob!"
Almost immediately, most prisoners rushed to fight for it.
The desire for life is astonishing, and the desire that bursts out of it is even more unlimited. In order to fight for weapons that can bring lethality, the prisoners once again fell into chaos, like a car falling into a deep lake
, everyone frantically exploded the ugliness of human nature in order to get a chance to escape from the window.
A prisoner who had just touched the weapon was kicked hard by another person behind him, and he fell heavily into the pile of weapons. He was stuck on the sharp blade with the cut surface facing upward, and several bloody holes were made all over his body. The result was natural.
One can imagine.
"Looking for death! How dare you take my weapon?" The man who committed the crime seemed to be a ruthless person. He was satisfied with picking up the weapon, but did not dare to fight with him. There were so many on the ground that there was no need to fight against this thorn.
All fifty weapons were quickly snatched up. The weak ones naturally did not get any advantage. They all looked pale and pale. They were already weak and they knew that they did not have much chance of survival.
Qin Long got this type of weapon as he wished. In fact, the skill of using the saber is relatively high. People with high-level abilities don't care what weapon they choose. Therefore, after defeating two low-level ability users and one mid-level ability user, Qin Long
After that, I didn’t come to fight with him.
When they finally entered the ring, only eighty-eight of the original ninety-nine remained. One person was shot dead during a bye, six died during the fight for weapons, four were seriously injured, and the four were killed without any suspense.
Sun Kun was shot dead.
"You are strong, but you must die." Qin Long's opponent, this fair-skinned guy, flashed a hint of ferocity in his eyes, but his facial expression remained indifferent, "By the way, my name is Viper."