As soon as he returned to his residence, Tang Zhan turned on his computer and searched for news about "Death Gladiator".

He didn't expect things to become so troublesome, especially the "gravity control ring". As soon as this thing came out, it caused a global sensation. Don't think about it. The outside world probably doesn't know how many people are looking for him now. I want to find him.

It is of great importance and must have attracted the attention of the country. It is a matter of time before exposure. He doesn't feel that he can hide it without revealing his power, and he cannot stay out of it.

"trouble."

Tang Zhan frowned and stared at the things searched on the computer screen. His expression gradually changed.

There are too many news about "death fight" that is flooding, and there are many different opinions, such as aliens invading the earth, reviving spiritual energy, or the end of the world, all kinds of strange remarks, which makes people feel overwhelmed.

"What a bad thing?"

He picked the video with the most views and clicked in.

In the video, a anchor wearing an Ultraman mask was sitting in front of the camera talking about his views and opinions. His voice was still a little tender, and his messy hair had not been washed for several days. The oil was shining, and the bed frame behind him showed that this was a student dormitory.

"Latest news, the winner of the second game of Death Gladiator has been confirmed, nicknamed Robert Ogre, who was once the most notorious murderer in the western United States. He committed no less than a hundred crimes in just three years. He has been sentenced to life imprisonment and was later detained on Alcatraz Island, but it was reported a few days ago that he had been secretly transferred by the US military and suspected of having reached some kind of deal."

"In addition, the bracelet should have generated a certain force field on the holder to achieve the effect of controlling gravity. This makes us wonder whether there will be other unknown black technologies in the subsequent rewards, or technological rewards far exceeding human civilization!"

"In addition, the winner of the Death Gladiator is still a mystery, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that he is a Chinese. Brothers, you heard it right, he is a Chinese. Hahaha, the ogre is the most powerful thing, and some people have speculated that the first Death Gladiator was in China. I believe that the day when the truth was revealed will come soon!"

...

Tang Zhanxindao finally had some reliable news. Since serious criminals in prison can also participate in the fight, it means that the selection of participants is probably random, but the selection range should not include ordinary people.

Muay Thai, Japanese samurai, murderer, and four of them should have been selected through similar dangerous conditions. If this is the case, they might encounter various opponents in the future, perhaps some kind of non-human existence.

There are not only people in this world who are extremely dangerous. Putting aside weapons, there are many species that surpass humans in terms of speed and power alone. It seems that you have to prepare in advance. Not to mention anything else, even meeting the murderer will inevitably be an unimaginable tragic battle.

As for hearing someone speculating on his position, Tang Zhan didn't feel much nervous. Judging from the two fights, the venue should be unlimited. Perhaps he was in the southern hemisphere the next second, but in the northern hemisphere the next second. It was unrealistic to judge the position of the participants through the venue, except that there was only one flaw, that is, he had taken a taxi to the unfinished building.

But what's wrong? I have never revealed the difference in front of others over the years. Even my relatives around me don't know. Although it will definitely be exposed, it must not be the present.

The next day.

As soon as dawn, Tang Zhan packed his luggage and left the place.

He can't wait to verify the things in his dream now, and the opponents behind him will only become stronger and stronger. It would be better to take this opportunity to make full preparations to cope with the strong enemy.

Just a few days after he left, a black car drove into the city, then went around again, and went straight to an abandoned unfinished building.

When the window was lowered, Sikong Hen half raised his head, holding a cigarette that was about to burn in his mouth, and casually swept across the unfinished building in front of him, and finally stopped his eyes at a certain position on the middle floor.

In the driver's position, Jia San reported the information he received, "Eight days ago, there were two murders in the city. The deceased were the coach and manager of a fighting club. The coach was named Chen Wenxiong. He had won the provincial competition championship before, but he was beaten to death in the lounge. He had many injuries on his body, but only one fatal injury."

While speaking, he had handed Sikonghen the photo of the scene at the time of the incident.

Just a glance, Sikong Hen corrected: "Three punches, three punches fell in the same position, so it seemed like he only made one move, an absolute master!"

In the photo, a burly man with a tattoo died in a terrible way, his hands and feet were bent unnaturally, especially his chest and bones collapsed in a shallow pit, bleeding from his seven orifices, and he died with his eyes open.

Jia San continued to report on his work, "Just one day apart, the body of club manager Li Tai was found in the hall, his heart was shattered, and he died very simply."

Seeing that the people around him had no reaction, Jia San asked tentatively, "Brother Hen, do you think that participant would be the murderer?"

Sikong Hen played with the lighter in his hand, staring at the unfinished building, and said lightly: "It's not that there is no such possibility, who knows."

Jia San wanted to speak but stopped, "If it was really the same person, would we still contact him?"

Sikong Hen had already got out of the car and did not look back. He kept walking towards the unfinished building, leaving only four words behind.

"Murder for life!"

The floor is not high, and it looks like it is only half built, and there are not even walls in many places.

Sikong Hen walked up like a leisurely stroll and finally arrived at the most empty area. However, the surrounding walls, cement columns, and floor slabs on the ground were damaged to varying degrees, with more than 30 gaps of different sizes.

"Fisting, leg techniques, elbow strikes, and knee strikes, it seems that this is the place, and it is not too difficult to find. However, except for the Muay Thai player's knees and elbows, the remaining traces are more agile than the injuries of the two corpses!"

He paid attention to the traces around him and wanted to use this to infer some of the information of the participants. However, as he looked, Sikong Hen was stunned, as if he had encountered something incomprehensible, and reached out to shake it in front of him, just because there was an inexplicable string of numbers in his vision, like a countdown.

0000:00:6:05:19:35

at the same time.

His cell phone rang immediately afterwards. When the phone was connected, a woman's voice came from the other end, "Team leader, the rules of the next death fight suddenly circulated on the Internet, you can take a look."

Sikong Hen kept shifting his eyes with a weird expression, while hanging up the phone and searching for the latest news. Soon, a string of information that was reprinted and copied by crazily jumped out.
Chapter completed!