Dangerous City In The Last Days

Qin An was actually a little dizzy at this time, and didn't know what happened.

Why did he get into someone else's body?

Turning his head to look on the podium, he saw that Qi Lu was pulling Own's arm in the last row, and Own looked dumbfounded as if she hadn't woken up.

What a hell, how could there be such a bizarre thing?

"Hahaha, girl, you are quite flexible, do you plan to resist? Great, let me play with you!"

The muscular slave gladiator charged up.

Qin An didn’t have time to think about other things, and ignored the sound in his mind at this time. He dodged away from the slave gladiator’s attack, and then reached out and grabbed the opponent’s axe handle. His head was chopped off with a hand!

The audience outside the field was still yelling, and had not noticed Yin Shiyao's change at all. Their eyes were focused on the gladiators who pressed the women to the ground and played with them.

After killing his opponent, Qin An quickly took off his clothes, and then tore and wrapped it around him, blocking his chest so that it would not go out.

During the action, he accidentally touched the tender white breasts, and he only felt trembling all over, which was very strange.

Qin An didn't even think about why he could pass through if he didn't understand.

What he should do now is to ensure the safety of this woman.

I don't know why Qin An just didn't want to see this woman hurt, but now there is actually a reason, because a woman obviously knows him, so he can learn more about himself through her.

Why is Qi Lu treated as a guest in this strange city, but this woman becomes a slave girl? It can only show that the two did not know each other. And they all know themselves, which seems a little strange.

How can we ensure the safety of women? In this round arena, there is a wall around, and the audience sitting on the stands outside the wall is actually very simple if you want to keep women from being harmed in the wall, that is, to take all the crises in the wall Clear!

Those strong male slave gladiators can no longer be regarded as human beings, they are a group of Devil who have been dazzled by killing and violence.

Qin An's subconscious mind is a virgin bitch, and now that he has lost his memory, it is even more important for the virgin.

Ever since he planned to save the United States as a hero, he held the axe handle with one hand and started killing.

Some people in the stands finally noticed the female slave who was running around and then killed the slave gladiator, and they all exclaimed.

"Oh my God! Look, that female slave is so powerful, she is killing the gladiator!"

"Yeah! Why is it so powerful? You can chop off someone's head in one fell swoop?"

"Hey, it's so fast! Two more hacked to death!"

Li Shulan and others on the rostrum finally noticed the accident in the court at this time, and they were all dumbfounded.

what's the situation?

Li Shulan frowned and looked at it for a while, waved to one side, and said:

"Show me the information about this female slave."

The man in charge ran to Li Shulan immediately, and then sent Yin Shiyao's resume.

Li Shulan glanced over it a few times, and she was unremarkable. She had been a slave in Shulan City for seven years and was sent to the arena because the owner of the family had died.

Unexpectedly, this woman is still a martial artist.

Li Shulan could only think so at this time, because she couldn't think of any other answers.

Although there are many weird and weird things in the last days, there are still a few people with supernatural powers as powerful as Qin An. At least Li Shulan has never seen it at this level.

In the arena,

Qin An seemed to have found himself in the killing, and he had fully understood this after he killed more than a dozen gladiators with an axe in a row.

He is very suitable for killing, and he can directly hit the opponent's vitals with his hand.

Why is this so? Could it be that his previous career was a killer?

Qin An, who had temporary amnesia, naturally would not have thought that he was a more terrifying existence than a killer.

From the outbreak of the last days to the present, there is no way to count the zombies and monsters killed by Qin An, and it is estimated that there are thousands of people who died in Qin An's hands.

It has to be said that Qin An would hesitate and hesitate repeatedly when killing people. He was not a simple person, otherwise he would kill more people.

Finally, Qin An's movements also attracted the attention of the gladiators, and they gave up the women in their hands and surrounded Qin An.

At this time, Qin An had already killed more than 30 gladiators.

How could these muscular guys be Qin An's opponents.

Qin An not only knows how to kill, but also knows many tactics.

Just like Li Shulan's guess, Qin An has learned a lot of close combat skills in the experience of soul crossing for many years, and he is really good at martial arts.

Now with the enhanced state of the body art of the upper bodyguard, even if there is no other power, it is strong, at least when facing these so-called gladiators, Qin An wants to kill as easy as trying to get something.

After the killing started, Qin An's eyes were red from killing, and the smell of blood and flesh made him a little excited.

A gladiator leaped towards him, Qin An avoided the attack, waved the machete just picked up with his left hand, and cut off his leg in one fell swoop.

The huge body of the gladiator fell, Qin An waved his right hand, and the big axe directly hit his neck, cutting off his head.

The man was dead, but Qin An still did not let him go. After his body fell to the ground, his left hand slashed Huashan and fell. The powerful force disconnected the gladiator from the chest, and the blood in the body was pressed by the body. It popped out and splashed in all directions. The heart, spleen and other organs were all ruptured, and they bounced out with the vibration of the body falling to the ground.

Two more gladiators came over, Qin An flashed around, avoiding their attacks, and still killed them one by one afterwards.

In this way, Qin An's power has far surpassed ordinary gladiators, because even the muscular-looking arms of the gladiators can't be like Qin An's casual shots to let people divide the body.

In the stands, the audience was originally excitedly calling, they saw a female slave suddenly mad, that graceful body seemed to contain infinite power, the strong foot fighters could not walk in front of her and they were all hung up, why? Can it be surprising and exciting?

But gradually, the shouting disappeared, and people's faces became pale, because things seemed to be out of control.

There are now more than forty gladiators killed, and they eventually become corpses, all piled together.

The graceful figure did not leave the pile of corpses, but circled around there.

Most of the time, she used the axe in her left hand to attack new enemies, but the enlarged slasher horse knife in her right hand never stopped. She kept slashing the dead corpses with a single knife. Soon, forty corpses were chopped up in a short while, and there was no more complete body after the blood flowed into a river.

But the graceful figure didn't mean to stop at all. At this time, more than fifty gladiators had been killed, but the pile of corpses had not grown much, because the previous corpses had been chopped up by her.

Gradually, the auditorium in the arena became quieter. It was originally sunny, but everyone felt a little cold. It seemed that there was a cold wind blowing on his back. Qin An actually didn’t know why he did this, it was completely spontaneous. .

He always felt very depressed, and it seemed that blood and minced meat could ease his mood.

Therefore, while killing people, he divided the corpses to make the blood taste more intense, and the bright red meat pieces eventually turned into broken foam.

During the killing, Qin An felt his own blood was boiling, and he seemed to have a clearer mind.

He knew that it was not that his mind was really sober, but that his mental state had entered a state of excitement, as if it was frenzied!

Kill it, no matter how many of him, this group of people should die anyway!

In Qin An's subconscious cognition, this is his judgment of right and wrong.

At this time, Yin Shiya's soul was trapped in the spiritual world in her body, but she could also feel what was happening outside.

This kind of feeling is not to see, but a kind of feeling. It seems that Qin An's visual perception at this time is connected with Yin Shiyao, so she knows the situation outside.

Yin Shiyao was also a little silly, because she could not only feel the outside, but also Qin An's mood.

Suddenly, Yin Shiyao remembered the past, the experience of her pretending to be Wang Fang and Qin An.

After that, another clone died in feign death, and Qin An seemed to be furious.

After killing the jumping zombie that time, he seemed to have divided it up, and also chopped it into sludge. His mood at that time should be very similar to that of now, right?

Hey, what a grumpy man!

Yin Shiyao thought so, but her mood became more comfortable.

Is Qin An finally coming? Does this kind of soul occupy her body and make her body's physical ability temporarily strengthen, does it belong to Qin An?

So Qin An’s ontology Yin Shiyao has just seen Qin An’s ontology sitting on the podium just now with Qin An’s eyes. She just doesn’t know, who is the woman sitting beside Qin An? Except for Qin An, everyone's mood is complicated, including the city lord Li Shulan on the rostrum, the teacher Tian Qiguang, and Qi Lu sitting next to Qin An's body, and Cui Aza.

Their faces became very pale, and they had seen a tyrannical person, but they had never seen such a tyrannical scene!

One-third of the ground of the entire arena has been stained red with blood.

Those blood flowed out from the pile of broken corpses, and then rushed everywhere, branching out many branches, looking upright from top to bottom, the arena at this time was like a blood-colored chrysanthemum in full bloom!

Finally, fewer than twenty gladiators died. The female slaves in the arena were first fortunate, and then frightened by the woman who was already covered with blood. group.

In the stands a few meters away from them, a sweet female voice suddenly sounded, her voice was so soft that only the other woman next to her could hear it.

"Mom, that doppelganger seems to be crazy, should we do something?"

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