Everything seems to be a conspiracy. It is obvious that the number of prisoners joining the war circle is increasing, and the feud between just two people has evolved into a battle between prison factions. As more and more weapons are used,
When used, conflicts gradually escalate, and the intensity is also different.
The spurt of blood cannot bring fear to the prisoners who have lost their composure. Even if the scarlet liquid is jumping everywhere, and even if there is a dull dull sound everywhere, it will only add a cruel and cruel foil to the bloodthirsty prisoners.
Smoothly polished files, two-foot-long machetes, and hollow steel pipes are used to quickly destroy the opponent's body tissue with the waving of the arms, or pierce the internal organs, crush the skull, or cut the arteries. One move is fatal, and all attacks are followed.
Crucial.
Fortunately, both the prisoners who came to participate in the promotion competition and the local heavy-duty prisoners wisely did not add thermal weapons, otherwise the damage would only be several times greater than the reality. Of course, it is not that they are unwilling to use it, it is just that
After an angry guy pulled out a gun and had his head exploded by Sun Kun's super burst, no one touched the hot weapon anymore.
Nearly two hundred prisoners fought tirelessly in the central square. Most of the guys struggling in the pool of blood were not seriously injured, but were trampled to death by the bloody-eyed prisoners in the chaotic scene. Withered chests, shrill howls, and ferocious expressions
, no one cares, no one even notices.
The winner will be eliminated and the fittest will be eliminated. If you lose, there is only one result. This is like the most primitive competition. There is no opportunism. Wild forces collide again and again. Everyone strives to achieve the maximum damage in the shortest time with the highest efficiency.
force.
Qin Long did not make any other actions. In fact, his main energy was spent on observing the battlefield, automatically filtering out prisoners who were slightly more fierce than ordinary people. Some of the people he was afraid of joined the battle circle, except for slightly targeting him with murderous intentions.
Among them were lean men and men with fair skin and medium build.
It seems that no one around queen dares to approach. Even if some unknown outsiders do approach, the few tyrannical guys around her will voluntarily smash the outsiders' heads in an instant. Qin Long didn't even see ueen take action, she
There were corpses piled up around her, and she walked among the corpses so gracefully, with a clear face that was completely fair, as if this bloody melee had nothing to do with her.
Among the contestants who joined from the outside, there were also several figures who brought clear death threats to Qin Long. Without exception, they were dancing on the tip of a knife, like superb artists, harvesting lives one after another.
The dozens of people who resisted their attack soon turned into corpses that fell to the ground one by one, clearly clearing a vacuum zone. Compared to other small battle circles, they were simply alien existences.
From Old K's few words, Qin Long already knew the existence of high-level ability users. In the prison system, those who can defeat less than five people are considered low-level ability users; those who can defeat five to ten people are considered medium-level ability users.
Those with high-level abilities are those who can deal with more than ten people or even more at one time. The enemy calculation unit here is the fierce prisoners who have established a foothold in the prison.
One of the guys with blue eyes and sexy lips was too handsome. He was at least a high-level ability user. Qin Long once again felt threatened by Chehan. His action was very simple, and he grabbed him in the simplest and most brutal way.
Holding the opponent's throat and twisting a few fingers, the neck bones of those unlucky guys were broken like crackers, and the entire aorta was severed, causing the blood to spurt out in a few seconds. And it seemed that the guy was enjoying this process.
, sucking the flowing blood, staring at the next person with emotionless eyes.
The three people who rushed towards Qin Long gathered around him in a tacit understanding. Looking at the redness in the eyes of the three people, it was unclear whether it was caused by hatred or bloodlust. Without any unnecessary nonsense, the big man waving a steel pipe took the lead in launching an attack. Look at his posture.
, if this stick hits Qin Long's hard skull, the inevitable result will be that the brain will burst and the skull will be shattered.
"court death!"
Qin Long is not a person who likes trouble, so he always solves the trouble completely before it spreads. The rushing blood of his violently beating heart instantly provided him with energy, and within a tenth of a second,
He pulled a smaller-looking guy next to him into his arms, then turned around strangely, and pushed him again, instantly exposing the guy to the whizzing steel pipe.
"Ah! Cheng!"
His consciousness was still at the stage of the previous scene. Looking at the dull face in front of him, the big man's pupils suddenly shrank. However, his brain had no time to direct it. He only heard a dull click and the hot white brains splashed all over his face.
Then Qin Long counterattacked at a ghostly speed and snatched the weapon named Acheng, who had lost consciousness and was still struggling. A three-edged file that was not sharp, passed through the neck of the dazed man in the blink of an eye.
.
Qin Long's speed was very fast, and hot blood flowed out immediately, but it seemed that his opponent had not realized that he had been fatally injured. After a few seconds, his hands suddenly covered the throat splattered with blood, struggling in vain.
He was lying there, vomiting blood, but couldn't make a sound, and fell down suddenly.
"It's your turn." For the remaining trembling guy, Qin Long's voice was undoubtedly the final verdict.
Almost at the same time, Qin Long's picture was transmitted to the laptop in Zhou Wen's office.
"Three seconds! In just three seconds, he completed three perfect attacks! And three days ago, he was still in a dying body! Now it seems that he has fully recovered!" Zhou Wen's voice sounded a little bit uncontrollably excited.
, the sharp light in his eyes swept across the slow-playing screen over and over again.
"The code, this must be the most integrated code I have ever seen! No matter how high the price is, we must find a way to get his genes."
"Snapped!"
A rough kicking of the door came, and a cursing, stout man rushed in from the office. This man looked very angry, with his thick black eyebrows knitted together, pointing at Zhou Wen's nose, and almost roaring, "Zhou Wen
!You must give me an explanation!"
"What's wrong? Director Qiu Zheng?" Zhou Wen frowned slightly and his tone was very calm.
"What's wrong?" Qiu Zheng sneered. As the director of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee Office, he also participated in the leadership of this life-and-death fight. He belonged to two groups. With his hot temper, he naturally had no fear of Zhou Wen.
The laptop turned around and crackled up a video of the surveillance. He clicked on the screen with his knuckles that were turning blue due to exertion. "Look, what has become of the chaos in the central square? At least fifty people died! Among them
There are at least thirty people, and they are all the players I got to participate in the promotion competition!"
"Your men maintain a complete team, well-trained, well-equipped with weapons and equipment. With the weapons in their hands, they can definitely control the situation within the scope!" Qiu Zheng looked filled with indignation and pointed at the cold-faced Sun Kun on the screen, "
However, they turned a blind eye to the chaos in the prison. Do you just allow this chaotic situation to continue? I am really shocked by your security system! Don’t you think you should do something? Such a negative impact will, once it is
If you expose it and those noisy guys in the outside world know about it, how much trouble will it be?"
Zhou Wen maintained a good demeanor, listened patiently to the other party, and said calmly, "Then what do you think we should do?"
Qiu Zheng blurted out without much thought, "Control them immediately and make them stop! Lock those guys with excess energy in the solitary room! I must ensure the safety of my men!"
Zhou Wen still looked plain, but his eyes looked coldly at Qiu Zheng, shooting out sharp light, "Director Qiu Zheng, I want to ask you, what is the purpose of our life and death fight this time?"
"Of course, through a one-on-one duel, we will determine the three final living winners!" Qiu Zheng faintly felt the threat in the other person's eyes, and his tone became weaker for no reason, "But it is different from the plan we made.
Melee is unfair! Strong prisoners are likely to attack in groups and be killed, which cannot fully reflect their individual abilities."
"Fair?" Zhou Wen actually smiled strangely, "You actually want to talk about this word with me. How can it be fair if you and I throw away the lives of hundreds of people for the sake of the group's interests? Don't you think it's fair to be beaten to death by a group of people?
Are these guys just unlucky? And since our ultimate goal is to determine three living masters, why should we go to so much trouble to fight one-on-one? Why not just cut off most of them in a melee?"