"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?"
To be continued...