"Drink!"
Along with the sudden shouting, the cold light appeared on the ground in the iron cage. While it poked out sparks, it also successfully pushed back a certain black shadow on the opposite side. However, that black light
However, Ying did not retreat due to this level of resistance. Instead, he stepped forward again with a maniacal laugh, and suddenly came from the other side of the clearing. Then in the arc of the cold light retreating, he held a knife in front of him.
on the route.
clang!
The cold light reflected by the metal drew a short straight line in the air, and suddenly stopped in mid-air on the left side of the iron cage. Then it trembled rapidly in the breathless air around it, and shot the opponent in the chest with a backhand shot.
Picked it——
"Ah - hey!"
In the flash of blood, the black shadow was finally hit by the blow and rolled back.
"This Jack looks really ugly."
Finally seeing the Ripper's appearance clearly, Duan Qing, who was sitting quietly in the corner, covered his mouth and said: "And this slow reaction... used to scare the other party away with that face, right?"
"Whether it has this effect, Ninglan won't come up." The maid sitting next to him smiled and said: "But that person... seems to be wearing a mask."
"Ah? Really?" Then Duan Qing laughed dryly: "Ah ha ha ha... the light here is too dim, I really can't see clearly..."
"Bah!"
With another loud shout, the man with the gun once again shook out the cold star, forcing the opponent who was trying to approach back - from the beginning of the game to now, Duan Qing and his two men have had countless sights.
In a shot like this, the shirtless guy who is screaming can always take advantage of his weapons to attack repeatedly, blocking the opponent who wants to rush forward a few steps away, and then spins along the circular iron cage.
circle, constantly widening the fighting distance between the two, consuming the opponent's blood and morale. The enemy who calls himself the Ripper can occasionally break through the defense line of the spear with a fierce force, but at most it can only be there.
The man left two holes on his defenseless body, and then after paying an extremely huge price, he watched helplessly as the other person slipped away again, repeating the same process as before.
"I haven't seen you for two days, and I feel a lot smarter." Pointing at the man running back and forth like a monkey behind the iron fence, Duan Qing's tone became leisurely and relaxed: "I know how to take advantage of the length of the weapon...
…Is this still the reckless man we know?”
"Mr. Xiao Hongchen has become stronger, we should be happy."
"It's about getting smarter, not getting stronger... I'm sorry." He gestured towards a certain noble gentleman who turned back to stare at the two of them. Duan Qing's voice lowered a little again: "There is still a gap between the two words.
Yes, he looks like this..."
"Compared to professional players, it's still far behind."
"Take my shot!"
Before he finished speaking, a cold light in the darkness suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and a gun pierced Jack the Ripper's shoulder: "Ahhhhh--"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
The screams gradually turned into wild laughter. Jack the Ripper held his dagger, waving it randomly in the air with one hand, and then, amid everyone's exclamations, he threw it towards the face of his opponent who was just a shot away.
Got out.
"Ha! Insect Skill...uh."
The shirtless man dwarfed and nimbly dodged the final attack. However, his attempt to draw his gun and retreat ended in failure - he had his right hand free and wore a mask.
Jack grabbed the gun barrel on his shoulder, and then amidst the opponent's efforts to break free and the pouring blood, he amplified his laughter again: "Now... where else do you want to run, monkey?"
"This guy... doesn't he feel pain?" Duan Qing asked doubtfully, pointing to the crazy-looking man in the cage.
"People who are used to killing will have some mental...problems." Ciyu Ninglan still maintained a calm smile: "Ignoring pain is just a low-level manifestation."
"Well, it seems to make sense." Duan Qing recalled, and then crossed his arms: "So what should I do now, give up the weapon? I feel like that guy is going to lose. Has he practiced unarmed fighting...
Oh, sorry."
The gentleman who turned his head and stared forward apologized again. Duan Qing's eyes narrowed again and he placed them in the center of the black boxing arena: "But... if I remember correctly..."
"This guy shouldn't have changed his weapons, right?"
Zheng——
A harsh sound caused by metal friction suddenly rang in everyone's ears. As the spectators covered their ears subconsciously, the man holding the handle with both hands suddenly turned hard and unscrewed the part of the gun barrel connected to the gun head.
, then when the opponent was stunned for a moment, he turned around, shot... and hit him on the head with a stick: "Take a stick from me!"
Boom!
"Wow, Changshan Zhao Zilong's weapon...can actually be disassembled?"
"Difficult, could it be the legendary Zimu Gun?"
"Has he used this move before?"
"Hide it so deeply... Come on! I'm optimistic about you!"
"come on!"
"Kill him!"
"well……"
The cheers gradually rose up one after another, covering up the buzzing discussion in the crowd. Duan Qing, who was sitting in the back row, looked at the dark and damp end of the hall and let out a long sigh: "God damn it.
Changshan Zhao Zilong..."
"The name Mr. Xiao Hongchen chose...is quite good." The maid covered her mouth and snickered, "My marksmanship is also very good."
"Now it's the stick method." Duan Qing covered his forehead: "And... that's not a gun, it's just a clothes pole..."
Boo!
There was another earth-shaking muffled sound, mixed with the roar of the iron fence being hit, which raised the mood of the boiling audience a little more. Jack, who was covering his wound, coughed heavily a few times, and then kept holding on.
In a half-kneeling position, he stared hard at his opponent who was standing with his stick closed: "You...you..."
"You rats, why don't you just accept death?" The man standing proudly in the center of the field laughed loudly, and the clothes drying pole in his hand also turned a few times: "Don't waste your grandpa's energy anymore..."
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
His expression became extremely ferocious. Jack the Ripper suddenly screamed and climbed up. At the same time, he took out another dagger with a black light in his arms: "I'm going to kill you-"
"Hey, hey, stop, stop! The battle between rivers and lakes is over. I didn't stab you with that shot just now... Damn it!"
The man holding the stick screamed and waved his hands. Then, just as the screaming opponent was about to run up to him, he suddenly turned around and fled directly behind: "Is there any moral justice left in the world?"
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
"Stop it now, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless..."
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
"...Caribbean!"
Finally escaping to the edge of the iron cage, the man holding the stick in both hands suddenly turned around and turned the metal stick around his waist twice. Then when the opponent's dagger was about to scratch his back, he stepped on the iron cage.
On top of the railing, he took a few steps into the air. The weird helmet hanging upside down passed over the black dagger. The man holding the stick completed a standard backflip in the air, and the iron rod in his hand also slashed.
It passed through a perfect circle and hit Jack the Ripper on the shoulder.
Boom!
With a heart-wrenching sound, Xiao Hongchen, who was about to fall to the ground, slipped amidst the cheers of all the audience, and completed a standard one-piece horse. The iron rod whizzed past him against the ground, continuously scratching his front and back.
After passing two large circles, one stick hit the opponent's leg, and the other stick hit the opponent's chest directly: "Down!"
Gudong——
"It's simply a miracle! Changshan Zhao Zilong killed another one! He has completed the killing like a god! Even the Ripper who had killed seven people fell at his feet! Who can stop him? His
How long can the winning streak last? Ladies and gentlemen, please wait for the next opponent...eh?"
Following the shouts of a host hidden in the darkness, the shirtless man stood up panting, rubbing his torn thigh vigorously, trying hard to maintain a victor's posture, and walked towards the field.
The audience who were still shouting at him crazily raised their hands, looking like a busker who had finished his work and was waiting for others to reward him with money. At a certain moment, the man with a silly smile suddenly stopped his movements, and then opened the temporarily opened
He quickly ran out of the iron gate, and then ran to the back of the auditorium as everyone slowly stopped cheering. There, Duan Qing, who had previously commented on the battle with disdain, was having his head cut.
He bowed and apologized to the noble gentleman sitting in front of him: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't know you had the upper hand here..."
"I don't know? Is not knowing the reason why you slander Zhao Zilong? Look at his strong body, his courage without wearing armor, and his magical marksmanship..."
"Amazing marksmanship? With all due respect, that back-carrying lance...the back-carrying stick is just a pick and a sweep, even though it is fired upside down..."
"What are you? Are you saying it again... uh, Mr. Zhao Zilong?"
"My name is Xiao Hongchen...that's all, it's better if you don't know."
Muttering something secretly, the shirtless man patted the shoulder of the man standing in front of him, then bypassed the nobleman and walked up to Duan Qing: "Boss."
"...You can recognize me?" Duan Qing said in surprise: "It's so far away and it's so dark here... Are you a dog? You can smell it?"
"Hehe, hehe..." Xiao Hongchen scratched his helmet and made a harsh friction sound: "Anyway... I can recognize it, and Sister Ninglan..."
"Oh——" Then Duan Qing made a long final sound and nodded with understanding: "I understand... why don't you fight?"
"The boss is here to see me, how dare I continue to fight..."
"Hmph, I'm afraid that's not the reason, right?" When the noble next to him was dumbfounded, Duan Qing turned up his nose and snorted twice: "And Changshan Zhao Zilong... why aren't you called the Monkey King?"
"I use a gun but not a stick, and... they told me not to use my real name, so I gave it this name." Looking at the iron rod in his hand that had become shorter, he explained with a smile: "You guys
Don’t worry, I haven’t seen a single player here, so it shouldn’t spread..."
"That's not the crux of the problem..." After shaking his head, Duan Qing suddenly hit the opponent's helmet with a violent shock: "You've been missing for two days, do you know? Mengzhu has long been furious.
Oh, you are still enjoying yourself in a place like this...! How much money have you made?"
"Ah? Uh...no more, no more, just 30% of the bet..."
"Thirty percent? I'll give you 10% when you go back to settle the accounts."
"So much? For an unscrupulous boss like you... Uh, okay, okay, once you get it, you'll get 10%, and I won't fight anyway..."
Amidst the screams of the audience, the dejected Xiao Hongchen just followed the two cloaked figures who stood up and walked out in the direction they came from, without paying any attention to the people who were talking in low voices and tearing up the notebook in their hands.
In the dark passage, there were only rows of men in black with slightly hesitant eyes, accompanied by a host shouting to see them off: "The latest news, the latest news!
Changshan Zhao Zilong gave up the next game. He seems to have given up! We should celebrate the players after him, but we should also express regret because..."
"It seemed like they never had a chance to defeat him."
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"How did you end up there?"
"I was introduced by someone."
Still in Tania's underground passage, Xiao Hongchen, who was forcibly put on a cloak, touched his nose and answered Duan Qing's question loudly: "They have a place here where you can fight, and you will get money if you win.
Take it, so I followed here."
"It's so easy to trust others, and I'm not afraid of being betrayed again..." Duan Qing sighed, and then continued to ask: "Where is that person?"
"I don't know." The other party shook his head decisively: "He pulled me here and disappeared."
"Damn it, can't you be more thoughtful?" Duan Qing screamed: "And you just stay here like this? You don't even watch the game?"
"Watching the game... is not as refreshing as playing the game yourself." Xiao Hongchen laughed twice: "Watching those people fight all day long, I can't help itching my hands, and... I learned so much from them
There are so many new moves, I should at least find a place to try them out."
"...Okay, okay, I understand." Duan Qing said dullly: "It turned out to be suppressed... There is an underground black boxing there! Do you know about the dark boxing?"
"Underground black boxing?" Xiao Hongchen scratched his head: "Isn't it no different from the fight in the Axel Tavern?"
"What? You...forget it."
Amidst the snickering of the maid behind him, Duan Qing, who was suffering from a headache, lowered his hand again: "I give up... From now on, you will always follow the team and stop running around. Do you understand?"
"Oh." Xiao Hongchen nodded, and then asked again loudly: "Then... what if the leader lets me go out to make money again?"
"Then you follow her to do the mission." Duan Qing whispered, while pointing to the corner: "Just like this time."
In the darkness next to the intersection, there is still a door like the maintenance room. The half-open door is now revealing a gap, which not only reveals the white light inside, but also leaks the voices of several people arguing inside.
He came out and said: "Why do you only sell it for so much money? Do you know that this person came from Cabinburg..."
"..."
"So what? Aren't adventurers' things just things?"
"..."
"I don't care! I don't care if you are making this or that, but you can't make the price so bad... What? Do you have to be an old customer? What counts as an old customer? Do you have to spend 10,000 gold coins?
Is this an old customer?"
After looking at each other with the other two people, Duan Qing shook his head and closed his mouth about what he was thinking about. He walked to the door in a few steps and quickly pushed open the heavy iron door.
"Oh, I'm so angry!"
In front of him, in front of the closed counter, a delicate figure in a black cloak was jumping with her feet, waving her arms and shouting.
This chapter has been completed!