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Below are two thieves, each holding a dagger, and fighting each other.

The two of you come and go, and you see blood, and you don't give up in the slightest.

Either you die or I live.

They all know that if you don't let the one above look happy, then no one can live.

But if that person is pleased, the two may live alone.

And whoever stands at the end is the one who is likely to survive.

In this camp, there are so few battles almost every day.

And in every battle, people will die.

There is a 90% chance that the two will die together.

A 9% chance is that one of them will stand in the end.

Then the one above, twisted his head with a grinning face.

There is only 1% chance that both sides of the battle will survive.

The tragedy of the robber camp is evident.

The rest of the thieves and pickpockets have not thought of resisting.

But the gap in rank cannot be made up by quantity at all.

Tier 5 core combat power is enough to kill hundreds of people in a row without feeling tired.

What's more, there is a secret treasure in this person's body.

That is the root of his strength.

No one can resist.

"Okay, kill him, kill him."

"Bump him, tear him apart..."

"Ha ha!……"

"Yes, just do it like this..."

The bandit leader lifted the wine jar in his hand and began to drink loudly.

The expression was full of excitement.

Both sides of the battle are Tier 4 thieves.

A tall and strong one stands up like a wall.

The other is short and thin, as if it only takes a punch.

Can beat him up.

The bandit leader likes to watch this kind of showdown the most.

He likes to see fist fights.

Like to see one party mash the other into flesh.

The tall and strong man is not up to everyone's expectations.

He knocked the thin and thin man to the ground with a punch.

The next ending seems to be doomed.

But at this moment, the little man lifted up the dust and fascinated the eyes of the strong man.

Then, like a civet, he got up quickly and inserted a dagger into the opponent's heart.

The action was clean and tidy, and there was no sloppiness.

It was originally a wonderful victory over the strong with the weak, and the desperate fight against it.

But the crowd around the audience was silent.

No one dared to applaud.

On the high platform, the excited robber leader looked at this scene, his expression stagnated.

But soon, his face was all green.

"Fuck your mother, bad Laozi's good mood."

"boom!"

After speaking, the bandit leader smashed the wine jar in his hand to the ground.

The stride meteor rushed towards the duel arena.

He was angry.

He is going to tear up this despicable little man.

what! what! what……

But at this moment, a scream rang out.

The bandit leader looked up, and the screams came from the direction of the camp gate.

When he looked up, he happened to see the tall and thick camp gate.

In a silver light, it exploded into shatters.

"Master, someone, someone attacked..."

A thief quickly leaped forward and knelt on one knee to report.

The bandit leader snorted angrily and kicked the bandit on the head.

After a scream, the loyal thief died tragically on the spot.

"They all took up weapons for Laozi and killed these despicable sneakers alive."

The camp suddenly became confused.

At this time, no one was in the mood to pay attention to that little man.

And he, too, disappeared in the chaotic crowd a long time ago, and disappeared.

The bandit leader didn't care either. In this camp, no one could escape his control.

After repelling the sneak attackers, he has the means to torture the opponent.

The bandit leader took the weapon in his hand and brought a group of thieves and pickpockets.

Then rushed to the camp gate.

But when they just saw a group of weird pikemen wearing dark red armor and holding a big dark gun.

There was also a cold voice in the ear at the same time.

"Arrows are like rain, let go!"

With the sound of this command, the thieves felt that the sky was darkened all of a sudden.

They looked up subconsciously.

But I saw a cloud-like arrow leaning towards them.

what! what! what……

what……

The screams are endless.

The weaker ones were shot dead on the spot.

The crowd of bandits suddenly became sparse.

But before they could react, another voice rang.

"Lava Gunner, kill!"

Nearly 200 pikemen stood in three rows.

The first platoon leader. The gun points forward flat, the second platoon is slightly higher, and the third platoon is 45 degrees to the sky.

Form an unbreakable hedgehog array composed of a steel jungle.

The lava gunners lined up into the thieves camp in an orderly manner.

The robber army was already under the arrow attack and suffered heavy casualties.

Seeing this lineup like a hedgehog at this time, it immediately collapsed.

But the camp gate has been blocked.

The solid defense in the past has become their prison at this time.

Fleeing is just lingering for a while.

After cooperating with the golden eye stalkers, the thieves who gathered in the brigade were wiped out.

The lava spearmen dispersed separately.

Groups of three or five began to deal with thieves who fled around.

(Thanks to the book friends for not knowing what the name is and the watermelon is really sweet for the rewards. Let’s watch tomorrow too! Alas, since the book was published, there are ten chapters every day, and one day there are fifteen chapters. Four days are still five hours away! It's already 80,000 words, and I'm watching it on the shelves, and there is still no manuscript in a chapter. How can this be correct?)

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