In less than an hour, the central square, which has become a hell on earth, has been cleaned up, the piles of corpses have been secretly transported out to burn and buried, the remaining blood stains at the scene have been washed away by high-pressure water cannons for half an hour, high-power fans blow fiercely on the central square, and the air-conditioning cleaning system is also operating at high load.

At this time, in the central square, no one could have imagined that just half an hour ago, there was a river of murderous blood here, and a full four hundred and one corpses were piled up.

Exuding a strong bloody aura all over his body, Qin Long returned to Old K's building, he looked extremely tired, although there were no scars on his body, although his skin was still clean, but Qin Long's eyes were full of thick tiredness.

Lao K, as before, didn't make too many comments on Qinglong, he just glanced at Qin Long when he dragged his tired body to open the big 'door', and for a moment there was a hint of surprise, and there was always a cigarette butt piled up on the floor around where this 'lean' thin and swarthy guy like a migrant worker stood.

Qin Long was very hungry, and it could be seen from the fact that he had eaten up the food for the ten people on the table in ten minutes, and after the last time, Sen was a little used to it. The DH type 'medicine' was rejected by the body, and Qin Long did not 'shoot' other recovery 'medicine' drugs, he took a cigarette roll from Lao K's pocket, lit it, and inhaled it fiercely into his lungs.

Qin Long turned his head, Lao K likes to stay in the dark, which is a bit similar to Qin Long, the fireworks in the hands of the two flickered in the darkness, and the fire faintly 'shot' the cold faces of the two at the moment of inhalation and burning.

"How many have you killed?" said Old K, who finally dropped the cigarette butt that burned to the last few shreds.

"Thirteen. "Qin Long always felt that the old K in the dark was the most threatening, like a dormant devil.

Old K fell silent for a long time before nodding, "This is just the beginning. ”

Qin Long didn't speak, judging from the people who were still alive in the life-and-death fight, there were at least forty or more high-level abilities, and those people, like themselves, did not take the lead in attacking each other. Able to deal with prisoners with more than ten basic units, high-level abilities can actually be divided into several grades.

LIKE QUEEN, LIKE SANDOS THE ANGRY, LIKE THAT GUY WHO IS AS BLACK AND THIN AS OLD K, BAYONET. These people can at least deal with an entire platoon, they are simply humanoid tyrannosaurs, which is the biggest threat to Qin Long.

In fact, for now, those who can deal with more than twenty high-level abilities can already bring a huge threat to Qin Long's life, but Qin Long subconsciously seems to feel that he can deal with it again, but the price he pays is heavier.

At eight o'clock the next morning, all the prisoners arrived in the central square as they had done the day before. The one-on-one ring is what they are all about today. Relatively speaking, this kind of competition system is more durable, and it can better reflect the ability of the prisoner, and 'treacherous', cunning, and cruelty are actually abilities.

Ninety-nine one-on-one competition system, obviously one person has a bye, when the guy who is only an intermediate ability has not yet 'revealed' his excited expression, when it is obvious that some guys are indignant, they all consciously shut their mouths.

Bang! A bullet engraved with a spiral 'flower' pattern actually flew out of a graceful arc in the air, crossed the ninety-eight people, and leaped to the mid-level ability of the bye, the spiral warhead drilled into his skull like an electric drill, and in his terrible screams, it drilled out of the back of the head and 'shot' into the wall.

Qin Long once again saw Sun Kun's cruelty and indifference, but what shocked him even more was Sun Kun's control ability, leaping over the ninety-eight people into the ninety-nine people's head, it is impossible to complete without 'fine' calculations and sensitive reaction ability, it is more likely to be the development of the brain domain, and in Lao K's introduction to the ability, there is no such ability in the first stage.

In other words, Sun Kun actually has the ability of the second stage, at least the fourth order!

However, Qin Long's attention was obviously not this, his opponent had already brought him a cold feeling. Qin Long's luck was very bad, this fair-skinned guy with a medium stature standing in front of him was one of the people he had felt a cold threat through the selection tournament before, and this person could at least rank in the top twenty among all the prisoners!

For high-level abilities, luck is really not an ordinary back, Qin Long couldn't help but smile slightly bitterly. He thought that the opponent's explosiveness was amazing, and his qualities were not ordinary, and the probability that he could defeat the opponent with his bare hands was zero.

Yes, with Qin Long's current state, the win rate is zero.

Luckily, however, the organizers provided a relatively better weapon for each prisoner who entered the qualifying format. Sharp daggers, three-foot-sharp broadswords, lute hooks, heavy hammers, and steel 'rods' with sharp thorns. Five 'flowers' and eight 'gates'. But without exception, they are all made of steel, and they are all with a new edge.

Qin Long's eyes were attracted by a saber with an overall slender sword and a cyan 'color' blade, and he almost subconsciously took a fancy to this weapon.

"There are only fifty weapons, and when you get them, you go back to the ring. "Sun Kun's words are very short, but they are very deterrent.

"Rob!"

Almost immediately, most of the inmates rushed to scramble.

The desire for vitality is staggering, and the desire for 'desire' that erupts from it is even more limitless. In order to compete for weapons that can bring lethality, the prisoners once again fell into a 'chaos' and 'chaos', like a car that fell into a deep lake, and everyone frantically broke out the ugliness of human 'nature' in order to get a chance to escape through the window.

A prisoner who had just touched the weapon was kicked by another person behind him, and the whole person fell heavily into the pile of weapons, pierced into the sharp blade of the tangential face, and pierced several bloody 'holes' all over his body, and the result was naturally conceivable.

"Dare to snatch my weapon," the man under the black foot looked like a ruthless 'color', satisfied with picking up the weapon, but did not dare to fight him, there are so many on the ground, there is no need to fight against this thorn.

Fifty weapons were quickly snatched up. Naturally, the weak guys didn't get any cheap, they all looked like they had no 'color', they were already weak, and if they didn't get any better, they knew that they didn't have much chance of survival.

Qin Long got this kind of weapon as he wished, in fact, the use of the saber is relatively high, and the high-level ability doesn't care what weapon he chooses, so after killing two low-level ability people and one middle-level ability person, he didn't come to compete with him.

When they finally entered the ring, there were only eighty-eight of the original ninety-nine people left, one was shot by bye, six were killed and four were seriously injured in the process of scrambling for weapons, and those four were shot by Sun Kun without any suspense.

"You're strong, but you have to die. Qin Long's opponent, this fair-skinned fellow, had a hint of ferocity flashing in the corners of his eyes, and his facial expression was still indifferent, "By the way, my name is Pit Viper." ”