If you have something, you will be long; if you have nothing, you will be short.

In the City of Killing, time passed day by day, and Tang Zhan's injuries were also recovering. Although he had lost his arms, it was more than enough to deal with a few people who had been scared long ago with his current strength. In addition, there were masters like Sikong Hen who practiced both inside and outside, so there was no accident all the way through.

On the other hand, the girl killer was always obedient and never cut off her head. She was good at hiding and tracking, and in a few days she had touched the other participants' hiding place thoroughly.

Sikong Hen secretly told him about the identity of the girl that the other party was a man named "Shadow Family", which was an assassination family active overseas, which was more difficult to deal with. His ancestors were once a master of the old emperors, but later they went into exile overseas to gain their current huge family and had contact with some domestic forces.

In fact, Tang Zhan was not interested in the origin of the girl. He saved her life just because he recognized the other party as a Chinese, otherwise he would have been eaten up by the murderer now. Moreover, the situation of the chaotic battle of hundreds of people was unknown. He originally wanted to join forces for the time being. In addition, Sikong Hen, at least he had more chances of winning, so he didn't think too much about it.

It will soon arrive at the 20th day.

"I shouldn't have given the murderer to you. Now I do the hard work."

Sikong Hen looked at Tang Zhan who was walking leisurely beside him and his face was depressed.

But he actually breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Since he had seen Tang Zhan who was in a madness, his hair was almost gone. There were still a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people waiting at home. He originally thought he had recruited a normal master, but he didn't expect that he was a madman who practiced martial arts and had brain problems. Fortunately, he was relieved to see that the other party could restrain his murderous intent these days.

Tang Zhan was also depressed. He originally thought that a guojia machine like Sikong Hen must be the kind of cold, arrogant and serious person, but who would have thought that he would buzz around every day like a fly.

"arrive."

The girl beside her suddenly said lightly, and glanced at the street covered with scrap cars in front of her.

"The last three."

As soon as she said that three people had already flashed out of the dead street. I thought I knew I could not escape, so I hugged the group before I died.

"Japanese? It's my turn."

Tang Zhan glanced at him and landed directly on one of the men in black kimonos. He was forty, with short hair, a national face, a half-open chest with a black dragon tattoo, a cold face, thick joints on his hands, and stiff calluses on his palms. He knew at a glance that he was practicing karate.

"Thank you for giving me this opportunity to fight fairly!"

When the other party saw Tang Zhanchao making a frown, his cheeks tightened and a Chinese word appeared out of his mouth.

Tang Zhan smiled coldly. He didn't think this was a guy who talked about "Bushido", otherwise he wouldn't have escaped such a big circle to find someone to join forces, and the bulge on his waist was obviously a hidden murderous intent.

"The other two are mine."

Sikong Henyan kept his hand and twisted his neck.

There was no too much nonsense, the two sides intertwined with figures, and they had already drawn out of the battlefield and fought against each other.

The Japanese took the lead in making a move, posing to approach Tang Zhan step by step, bent his five fingers inward, and looked like a knife, but it had a bit of control. It was clearly intended to take advantage of Tang Zhan's arm to defeat and capture the enemy by defeating him.

Unfortunately, if it were other Tang Zhan, he might still be interested, but it was this Karate.

"Um?"

Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly saw the short man in front of him changing his posture and touched his waist calmly. He sneered and stopped, and when he saw the Japanese raise his hand and sprinkle a handful of lime on his head.

Tang Zhan's face turned black and he jumped into the air. He was still in the air, his legs were swept out in succession, messy and fast.

The Japanese could not resist three moves, and there were clear footprints on his chest. When he was in pain, he suddenly felt his shoulders sinking, and one leg was already wrapped around his neck like a giant python. He twisted his strength and didn't even scream. He heard a "gaba" sound, and then he turned his head out with his head hanging down.

"Participant No. 10 died."

Sikong Hen, who was on the side, ended more neatly, practiced an iron cloth shirt, and recoiled the other two, seriously injured the other two, and took their lives at will.

"Participant No. 99 died."

"Participant No. 97 died."

As the elimination message rang out, only three of them were left for the hundred participants.

The most critical time is here.

All three of them counted the time quietly and waited for the end.

Tang Zhan and Sikong Hen subconsciously looked at the girl beside him, wanting to verify their speculation.

After waiting for more than an hour, on the virtual screen in the distance, one dead figure after another began to shatter one by one. All the corpses on the ground and blood stains turned into sparks and disappeared without a trace at this moment.

it's over.

"Congratulations to the winner for completing the third death fight. The reward is now distributed immediately. Please receive it as soon as possible."

Tang Zhan's eyes condensed slightly, and he felt that the light in front of him seemed to have been distorted. When he looked again, a wooden box without any surface slowly emerged from the void and landed in front of him.

The same is true for Sikong Hen on the side. The box was filled with the "gravity control ring" and a metal syringe full of science fiction. You can also see mysterious liquid filled with light blue, which is probably a "gene enhancer".

But then, the sound rang again.

"Congratulations to the survivors for completing the third death fight. The reward is now distributed immediately. Please receive it as soon as possible."

Tang Zhan and Sikong Hen looked at each other. Although their expressions were calm, their hearts were still slightly shocked. There was indeed a hidden reward.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief as if she was relieved, but she didn't even look at the wooden box in front of her, and said coldly: "It's yours."

She said to Tang Zhan, saying that the complete person is like the radiant sand in the wind, which turns into countless particles of light from head to toe, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

"You said she wasn't burping, did you?"

Sikong Hen was a little stunned. He was about to take a breath of cigarette, but suddenly he saw that his right hand was gone. He glared at him and couldn't help but curse: "Damn, this thing will not have any side effects, you..."

Before they could finish their words, the man and the box disappeared from the spot together.

Tang Zhan's eyelids hopped, and his body began to collapse. He only had time to reach out and touch the two wooden boxes, and then turned into countless light spots and disappeared into the air.

"Grass!"

An indescribable feeling came in an instant, like weightlessness and drowning, but when Tang Zhan wanted to struggle, he opened his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.

Outside the window, the moon is shining with stars, the cool breeze blows the half-closed curtains, and outside the door, you can still hear the sound of Tang Rou memorizing words, and Lao Wang next door quarreled with his wife again.

Come back?

It's like a dream.

Looking at the two wooden boxes in front of him, Tang Zhan quickly came to his senses, checked his body, and found that his injuries had indeed healed and returned to his peak state.
Chapter completed!