Shield Rift looked up at the huge iron gate in front of him and said excitedly: "Xiaoqing, open this last door!"

Behind the door is the resting place in the arena. For convenience, the antidote for the Mai Jie Dan is always prepared. As long as you can occupy the place, all the people behind you will take the antidote, in an instant, a team with terrible combat power will appear, and then turn to the main arena.

Compared to the heavily guarded prison cell exit, the arena is for guests. Although the surrounding city walls are high, it is easy to jump into the audience after the internal force is restored. People here never expected that someone would come out from there and could walk out with a swagger.

At this moment, Shield Lie couldn't help but admire his wisdom deeply. I'm afraid few people can think of such a wonderful idea. I can't help laughing out loud even if I think about it.

puff…

He almost laughed. Shinli quickly stopped the expression on his face and pretended to move his hands and feet. However, he found that Xiaoqing did not take action, but looked at him with some strange look.

"Brother Xiaoqing, hurry up and do it. Leave all the next thing to me after opening the door!" Shield Rift patted his chest and said confidently.

Qing Ling'er withdrew her caring and mentally retarded eyes, pointed to the chain on the door that was about the thickness of his arm, and asked, "Are you sure I can tear off this chain? Or do you want to break this lock that is bigger than my washbasin?"

"Uh...can't it work?" Shield cracked his hair.

Qing Ling'er shook her head.

"Really?"

Qing Ling'er shook her head.

"Is it really true..."

Shield Rift confirmed several times, and there was a hint of crying in his voice. Qing Ling'er still expressed her affirmatively that this kind of thing could not be done by a cute little boy like him.

The most important thing in Shield Rift's plan was to open the door to the Du Stadium. He confidently believed that with Qing Ling'er, who had infinite power, these small obstacles could be easily solved.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have told those special elements that you would love to come. However, Qing Ling'er, under the eyes of dozens of eyes, was very decisive and said that she was powerless, and she was a little embarrassed now.

Not a little bit, it's very!

The passage became quiet for a moment, and the shield crack could even hear his breathing. He didn't dare to look back at the group of people behind him. He could only pretend to observe the situation and stroke his chin to think. However, there were only three words in his mind that were in infinite circulation.

What to do...What to do...What to do...What to do...What to do...What to do...

Just when Shield Rift was at a loss, an old voice appeared behind him: "Young man..."

Deng Lie and Qing Ling'er looked back and saw that the team of special elements quickly separated. An old man was slowly walking out, smiling at the two of them, and said kindly: "Thank you for your hard work before, let us leave the next thing."

After saying that, the old man signaled the door in front, and a clear face immediately emerged from the crowd. The middle-aged man in his body bowed to the old man without saying a word and walked towards the door.

Shield Lie and Qing Ling'er made way out and let the middle-aged man walk over. He picked up the big lock and weighed it twice, shook the chain a few more times, then raised his hands and waved it... and cut off the artery on his wrist?

There was no scene of blood rushing out. The blood flowing from the wound of the middle-aged man's wrist was not normal red, but very disgusting gray-green. Perhaps the word "blood" cannot be used to describe that kind of thing.

However, when the "thing" fell on the chain, it made a whispering sound. These huge iron chains that could defeat Qing Ling'er's huge power, touched the gray-green blood of the middle-aged man, and it instantly melted like an ice cube encountered hot water!?

Incredible! Incredible!

Deng Lie and Qing Ling'er couldn't help but open their mouths, staring at the chain slowly disappearing there, which was difficult for a moment.

The blood of middle-aged people can melt gold and iron, but why did this blood not melt when it flows in the body? Is his body harder than steel?

Qing Ling'er was probably thinking about these things, but Shield Rift thought even further.

Injury during battle is inevitable, but injury to others means that combat effectiveness is reduced. However, after this person is injured, another attack method is added. Whether using his mouth or hands, as long as he can make blood stick to his opponent, the damage caused is definitely more terrifying than that of a master of hidden weapons!

Not to mention taking the initiative to attack, you can definitely attack unexpectedly. At the same time, this kind of blood is also the best way to eliminate evidence after killing people and silence them.

Clang.

Huge chains are easily handled.

After releasing so much blood, the middle-aged man's face became paler. At this time, another person came forward, grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and spitted twice, and stopped the blood with a random touch.

This ability even scared the shield crack and even envied!

If there is a person in each team who can stop bleeding by spitting and spitting during war, it will prevent too many casualties and allow soldiers to cope with more unexpected situations...

What is their origin?

In this way, Shield Lie had to re-examine this group of special elements. He had never heard of such an organization in the world. Anyone who came out had some ability to describe it as "magical"!

What about the others? What are their special abilities?

Only ten people...

Shield Rift believes that as long as ten people, they will definitely be able to destroy hundreds or even thousands of enemies...

Why are such a powerful group of people imprisoned here?

Furthermore, since they have such strong strength, they can probably break out if they are locked in the 18th level of hell, why would they rather be dead dogs in the ant nest than leave here?

After the door opened, everyone began to move forward in an orderly manner, and a few people were left beside the old man, including the one whom he had paid special attention to before.

I thought that person was an important object to be protected, but he turned out to be protecting others and the amiable old man.

The old man waved to the two and asked, "Will you go with me?"

Want to refuse?

Of course it is impossible.

Surrounded by stars, they also walked into the arena. It would take some time from the door to the room. If there was no competition, there were only some small characters who were caring for supplies, so of course they could not stop the team that was always murderous.

"My name is Tang... Forget it, you can just call me Tang Ying."

The old man briefly introduced himself, and Dunlio and Qing Ling'er also reported their names.

Shield Lie didn't know who was the one who caught him, so when the old man called himself "Tang Ying", he had no fluctuations in his heart. Qing Ling'er knew that this was the shadow base of the Tang family, so he asked more: "The old man is also surnamed Tang, so why are you locked up by the Tang family?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!