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This woman is one of the mainstays of the Wuhundian Academy team, the only woman in the Golden Generation of Wuhundian, the demon fox Hu Liena.

Why is she here?

This was the first thought in Hemingway's mind. He didn't see much of the original, so he only had a general understanding of the framework. Some of the plot details are unclear.

His eyes fell on Hu Liena subconsciously. Maybe it was because Hemingway's eyes were too dazzling, or maybe it was because he himself was out of tune with this world. Hu Liena, who was holding a dagger, saw him at a glance.

Looking at each other, Hu Liena was stunned for a moment, and Hemingway was also a little surprised. Naturally, Hu Liena couldn't recognize Hemingway, who was playing on the stage now. The thought that rose in her heart was that there was still a normal person in this dirty place?

And Hemingway's surprise came from the awe-inspiring murderous aura in Hu Liena at this time. Like him, Hu Liena's aura was obviously different from those of the fallen in the capital of slaughter. . Even the charm in his eyes has disappeared.

At this moment, Hemingway suddenly felt a chill coming towards him from the oblique stab, and Hu Liena, who was in front of him, suddenly moved, holding a dagger, and rushed towards him quickly.

Seeing this scene, Hemingway didn't panic, and moved his fingers, because he had already seen everything clearly and clearly in his eyes.

There was a crisp sound, and it was surprising that Hu Liena's sword was not aimed at Hemingway, but blocked the side of his previous position, just blocking a cold and sturdy machete.

The one who sneaked up on Hemingway from the side was a short man in black. At this time, he was completely motionless. Between the eyebrows, a drop of blood slowly slipped. Was pierced by an invisible force between the eyebrows!

It felt like this man was killed by Hemingway and Hu Liena jointly.

As a bystander, the black gauze girl saw the whole process. The murderous aura on Hu Liena locked on the man with the machete, the body of the opponent who was struck by the sword shook, and the invisible energy from Hemingway's hand ended his life.

It turned out that Tang San had already been more than ten meters away from the black gauze girl because he saw Hu Liena stop.

The sneak attacker fell to the ground with a bang, Hu Liena turned to look at Hemingway, with a gleam in her eyes. At this time, he is not the appearance of Shui Rou, but the main body plays in person. So naturally it is vigorous,

Cold eyes! In the eyes of the real powerhouse, there is an invisible aura!

"thanks."

Although unnecessary, Hemingway nodded to Hu Liena. He still knows a lot about this original character. It seems that it is a character who fell in love with Tang San for what reason?

Hu Liena looked at the black gauze girl who walked to Hemingway's side with a smile on her face. She had to say that her appearance was very beautiful, not inferior to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong at all. There is more maturity and charm that they do not have.

"Are you new here?"

Hemingway nodded.

Hu Liena's eyes moved slightly, "It's better to be careful here. You don't look like a fallen person." After saying this, she gave Hemingway a deep look, and then she asked Walking in the darkness on the other side of the street.

"If you want to live, you'd better stay away from this woman." The black gauze girl's voice sounded in Hemingway's ear. Her words clearly contained a bit of hostility towards Hu Liena.

"Why?" Hemingway also wanted to know why Hu Liena appeared here, and the more detailed situation here. After all, just relying on the words of the original book and other collected information is not detailed enough after all.

The girl in black gauze said: "It has been almost two months since this woman came to the Killing Capital. Within two months, the Hell Killing Field has won sixteen battles in sixteen battles. All her opponents were brutally killed by her. In the Killing Capital, she is now The results have been able to rank in the top 100.”

"Sixteen wins can be ranked in the top 100?" Hemingway asked curiously.

The black gauze girl glanced at Hemingway, as if she was looking at an idiot, "Mr. 9527, you don't look like an idiot. Do you think the battles in Hell's Killing Fields are the same as those in the outside world?

Here, every battle is a matter of life and death, and even the winner is likely to be attacked after the game is over. To be able to maintain a record of sixteen wins is already quite terrifying. To be precise, no one here is your friend. Everyone may have murderous intentions against you. Even if it is a woman who is tender and moaning under you. "

"Teached." Hemingway smiled lightly. He has vaguely guessed the purpose of Hu Liena's coming here, and it is very likely that it is the same as himself. It seems that this woman is really brave.

"Let's go, the hell killing field is ahead. The core of the killing capital."

Led by the girl in black, Hemingway saw a special building. The building presents a circular shape, more precisely a non-standard cone shape. The area below is the largest, and it narrows as it goes up. When it reaches a height of almost 30 meters above the ground, it keeps the same diameter and extends upwards until it reaches 50 meters.

The area of ​​this hell killing field is indeed not small. It is similar to the ordinary big battle field that Hemingway has been to, and it is smaller than the big battle field in Tian Dou City.

The black building gave people a very depressing feeling. The black gauze girl introduced to Hemingway that the location of this hell killing field was the center of the entire killing capital. It can be seen how important its position in the killing capital is.

"Are there no rules for fighting here?" Hemingway asked.

The black gauze girl said: "It's very simple, after you go in, sign up with your own ID card. Then wait for the game to start. During the waiting period, you are not allowed to do anything. There are ten people in each group entering the killing field. No matter what you use The method, as long as it can come out alive in the end. There is only one person in each group who can survive."

Ten saves one, it really deserves to be the capital of killing.

Hemingway went on to ask, "How do you get the so-called championship?"

The black gauze girl looked at Hemingway in surprise, "As long as you can participate in 100 games, you are the champion. However, the current number one in Hell's Killing Field has only participated in 67 games. Every time you participate in a game , your identity card will have one more victory. You can also live here for an extra year, and you can enjoy yourself in the inner city. Of course, you have to ensure that you can still live after the pleasure."

"I want to go in and see."

The black gauze girl said: "The qualification to watch the game is to contribute a cup of Bloody Mary. It can be your own or someone else's. As long as you don't feel tired, you can watch it after you go in. The game is going on continuously. As long as someone signs up, Get ten people together, and you can start a game."

Hemingway frowned slightly. He couldn't figure out why this Slaughter City paid so much attention to blood. At this moment, several people were walking into the killing field from outside, and as expected by the girl in black gauze, everyone was holding a cup of scarlet blood in their hands.

With a move in his heart, Hemingway already had an idea. He strode to the last of the few who were ready to enter. It was a strong bald man with a naked upper body and a tattoo on his chest. It's just that because of several terrifying scars criss-crossing, the *** case not only looks ugly, but is full of viciousness.

"Give me your Bloody Mary." Hemingway stretched out his right hand to block the bald man's way. The bald-headed man was stunned for a moment, and looked at the black gauze girl beside Hemingway with a fierce look in his eyes.

The girl in black gauze sounded anxiously, "Mr. 9527, if you take the initiative to provoke, the newcomer protection will not work."

This sentence not only reminded Hemingway, but also reminded the bald head. In the roar of laughter, the bald head turned into a serrated machete from somewhere, and it slashed at Hemingway head-on. His movements didn't look fast, but there was a feeling of being on top of a mountain. That is a strong soul power fluctuation.

At least level fifty.

This is the judgment Hemingway gave his opponent. But his outstretched hand did not retract. The right palm turned upwards, making a gesture of supporting the sky. In the palm, an invisible energy pulled the power of the opponent's machete to the side.

At the same time, his left foot quickly took a step forward, narrowing the distance between himself and the bald head. Can't use soul skills, the best place to display melee skills, and coincidentally, Hemingway's strongest is the melee ability!

The bald-headed man only felt that the serrated machete in his hand slid aside as if he was about to lose control, and was caught by Hemingway's raised right hand.

Hemingway pulled forward hard. The shoulders sank and hit the opponent's chest directly. The powerful physical strength made his speed as fast as lightning, coupled with the fact that he grabbed the opponent's weapon with his bare hands, causing the opponent to have a momentary flaw, and the flowing movements suddenly took the upper hand.

But the bald-headed man's reaction was very fast. He let go of the machete immediately, and the cup held in the other hand smashed directly at Hemingway's door. At the same time, his body flew back, his hands on his chest.

Half-turning his body, Hemingway forcibly removed his forward momentum. With a flick of his left hand, he had already put the cup in his hand. His wrist trembled strangely a few times, but not a single drop of blood spilled from it.

"thanks."

After getting Bloody Mary, Hemingway didn't say much, turned around and walked inside.

Although the strong bald man was not hit, he was still startled by the power that Hemingway burst out at that moment. His face was full of hideous colors, but strangely, he didn't want to take back his Bloody Mary. Turn away without stopping.

"To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself." Hemingway walked forward, seemingly casually turning the wrist of the hand holding the serrated machete, his fingertips swayed several times, and the machete had quietly flew out. .

Such a huge weapon turned into an afterimage silently.

At this time, the strong bald man had turned to the other side of the street, and he could not see the other side from Hemingway's position. However, the serrated machete seemed to have grown eyes, drawing a wonderful arc. Only a scream sounded in the darkness. After that, there was no sound.

"Let's go." Hemingway said indifferently to the sluggish girl in black gauze.

"You..." This is the second time that the black gauze girl has seen Hemingway do it. Compared with the first time, this time brought her a greater shock. She knew that bald-headed man. In the killing field of hell, that bald-headed man had persevered for seven games. In other words, he was the only survivor killed out of the seventy people.

It seems that the young man in front of him is not much stronger than his opponent, but killing the opponent is as simple as pinching an ant.

The inside of the killing field of hell is even simpler than the outside. Without any isolation, the periphery is a circle of stands extending upward. Below is a huge empty field with a diameter of hundreds of square meters. At this time, there were not many people watching the game, and only less than 20% of the venue was seated.

In the venue, screams were constantly sounding, there were ten people in total, and there were already seven corpses. Only the last three are left fighting for survival.

When entering the entrance, the bloody Mary glass that Tang San was holding was poured into a huge container.

"Please, sign up for me. I want to participate in the next game." Hemingway said to the black veil girl.

At this time, the black gauze girl no longer thought that the young man in front of her was an idiot. Hemingway's strength made her involuntarily give birth to a trace of fear. He nodded without hesitation, and went with the identity card Hemingway handed over. The only thing Hemingway felt about Killing Capital was nausea.

Therefore, he is not willing to delay even one more day in this broken place. After 100 victories, you can win the championship, and then you will be able to leave here if you challenge the road to hell.

He has decided that the battle will start today, from now on.

From a distance, he felt a bunch of concerned eyes cast on him, turned his head to look, and saw that the person looking at him was Hu Liena.

The killing journey started from this day.

In this dark world, in this bloody and corrupt world. People not only have to win every game, but also have to go out alive.

Three days after entering the capital of slaughter, Hemingway had already killed more than three figures. And he participated in only two games.

It took three days for Hemingway to understand that in this place, it is not the enemies in the killing fields of hell that are really scary. It was the constant sneak attacks that he had to face when he was weakest after the game. No wonder Hu Liena only played sixteen games in two months.

A month later, Hemingway's number of victories in Hell's Killing Fields has risen to nine. Now there are fewer and fewer people who dare to attack him. But also getting stronger.

As the number of wins increased, he learned another rule. That is, in each new game, the opponent he faces cannot participate in the Hell Killing Field game five times less than himself. Unless everyone is less than themselves more than this number.

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