Global Games: Comes with a portable store

The reconnaissance robot is small in size and can fly high in the sky without being easily detected. It can also clearly grasp the situation in nearby areas.

All he had to do was find the target and Su Changxing could find a suitable angle and kill it with one shot.

soon.

The gladiator slaves noticed something was wrong. Too many of them died in a short period of time. When they thought of the dull gunshots that appeared from time to time, they knew that there were gunmen hunting other people.

"Blatantly breaking the rules, you are very powerful." A bald man wearing chains and with a face as thin as a bone knife looked at the direction where the gunfire came from, and quickly retreated in the opposite direction.

His goal is not to fight, but to survive. As long as he can survive, his ranking will naturally rise. This is also his experience.

Although this is a low-level world, there are many people who overturn their cars in the gutter. In his opinion, unbridled people often do not live long.

"Aren't you going to run?"

The expression on his face froze, and a voice came from ahead.

A figure carrying a gun appeared at the other end of the alleyway, looking at him.

It's over.

The bald head knew in his heart that he had been caught. He looked up and realized that the other party was not a gladiator. He said solemnly:

"busy?"

This person should be the native on the ranking list. If you wanted to kill him, you would have shot him long ago.

Su Changxing pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Well, I see you have been running, why don't you run now?"

Judging from the images transmitted by the reconnaissance robot, this man has been hiding, like a rat in the gutter. If he hadn't been exposed to the detection range of the reconnaissance robot, Su Changxing really wouldn't have been able to find him.

"Is there any use running now?"

The bald head showed an awkward smile, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt the pressure of suffocation.

Su Changxing strode closer to him and said easily: "It's useless, but I won't kill you. I want to ask about the rules of your game."

The bald man was stunned for a moment, then remembered that the other party seemed to have joined in the middle, and said with a smile: "What kind of rules can there be? Whoever kills more people, whoever lives longer, will be ranked higher."

Su Changxing then asked: "Can you attack each other?"

The bald man's eyes moved and he said: "It's not allowed at this stage, but fighting each other will be allowed in the next stage."

Su Changxing thought for a while and said: "What benefits will you gain from winning the championship?"

"Wealth, resources, and more importantly, freedom. Those who win the championship can return to freedom again and become a member of the army without having to participate in the next death match."

There was a hint of excitement on the bald face, and then he said dejectedly: "You can actually gain freedom if you enter the top ten, but I don't have enough hard skills to make it into the top ten."

Su Changxing looked at him, thought for a while and said, "It seems that you are very familiar with death competitions. Are you an old acquaintance?"

The bald head nodded, showing a self-deprecating smile: "Yes, I have participated in five death matches, but if I continue like this, I will always die, like now."

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at his head.

Su Changxing did not pull the trigger, but put away the gun and said: "Here is a way for you to regain your freedom. I don't have to kill you."

The bald man stared at Su Changxing with sharp eyes: "Huh? Without corresponding strength, there is absolutely no way to enter the top ten."

Su Changxing glanced at the revolver in his hand and said unhurriedly: "If I kill the others, you will naturally enter the top ten, and it is natural for you to gain freedom."

Things are like this, and the truth is also like this.

The bald man thought it was ridiculous that a native of a low-level world actually threatened to kill the rest of them, but Su Changxing was very serious when he said it, and there was absolutely no intention of joking.

After a moment of silence, the bald man breathed out and said, "What do you need from me?"

Su Changxing threw a coin to him: "Help me in the dark, pass other people's information to me, use this thing."

The bald man put the coin into his arms and looked at Su Changxing's figure disappearing into the night, with a smile on his lips.

This is an extremely crazy thing, but it makes sense precisely because of this madness. People like him yearn for freedom so much that they are willing to do anything for it.

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"Let drones monitor his movements."

Su Changxing said to v16.

V17 mechanically said: "Due to the influence of the black fog, we can only estimate the approximate location of the target."

Passing by the police station, bodies were piled up in front of the iron gate, and several damaged guns were scattered on the ground.

People in the Black Mist World are not particularly keen on firearms, preferring cold weapons. Of course, there are some who use firearms, but they are relatively few and they seem to be limited by their positions.

"These armed personnel are the first targets to be attacked, and their points are worth more."

Su Changxing touched his chin with one hand, thoughtfully, and realized that the police and the army were all weak, and would be attacked first by the more powerful gladiatorial slaves.

If you calculate it like this, the points of the person in front may be very different from the points of the person behind you. However, there is a point inheritance mechanism, so just kill a few people with more points.

Immediately afterwards.

They brought all the weapons in the police station and prepared to distribute them to other people without weapons to increase their combat effectiveness.

Su Changxing found the body of a fighting slave on the ground of the police station. His body was penetrated by a knife blade and nailed to the wall.

"Are there other extraordinary beings?"

He raised his eyebrows and realized that this was probably done by their extraordinarys. These gladiatorial slaves were not allowed to attack each other at this stage.

The battle was extremely fierce.

The walls inside the police station were destroyed, two gladiatorial slaves were killed, and the other was shot to death after being injured. There were more than ten bullet holes in his body, and one of the bullets just penetrated the heart.

"There should be some policemen still alive."

Deng Yiming analyzed it, his face uncertain. They killed two people from each other, but so many people died. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

But this at least proves that others have room to resist.

Su Changxing nodded and said, "They should have left not long ago. We can find their location."

soon.

The reconnaissance robot once again locked onto the figure of a gladiatorial slave. He was naked from the waist up, wearing only a pair of tattered dark brown pants, and ran along the street toward the department store ahead.

"There are a lot of traces of human activities ahead." v16 received the information from the reconnaissance robot and repeated.

Su Changxing held the sniper rifle without pulling the trigger. This angle was extremely difficult to hit and would alert other gladiator slaves nearby.

They followed and approached from behind, hearing intensive gunshots and the firelight of bullets flickering in the darkness.

A dazzling light swelled from the distant building, and along with the roar, half of the department store collapsed.