If he hadn't really had nothing to do, he wouldn't have been bored enough to play single-player minesweepers here.

Yes, Minesweeper, this is a very classic game running on the computer screen in front of the big man.

Staying in this dark castle with no internet, every day except for facing the metal floor are those crazy researchers, if there is no means to pass the time, even if the temperament is good, it will be driven crazy.

"Well, are we going to have a fight?"

Although the scene in front of him made him a little surprised, Li Chuan did not relax his vigilance because of this. Because he found that the back of Dahan's hand was covered with calluses, he should be a good boxer, and it is estimated that the strength of his fist will not be less than two hundred pounds. If he despised it, it would bring him a lot of trouble.

"Well, it looks like we can't play happily!"

The big man sighed and threw the mouse in his hand, slammed the desktop and stood up, his height was close to two meters, and he looked down like a small mountain.

"Actually, I Yuan admire people who can pass through the first few life and death levels, but admiration is admiration, and his responsibilities are limited. Only one of the two of us can get out of this room standing up, and the other has to lie down! ”

"Come on, do your best!"

Li Chuan nodded heavily, a trace of solemnity flashed between his eyebrows, and his body tensed like an iron bow.

He never ignores any opponent, and with all his might, he must quickly take down the person in front of him for the chip that may exist in the center of the castle.

Because there are two other rooms here, if you guess correctly, the blade represents a cold weapon master, and Liu Fu is a jiu-jitsu master, and he must save his stamina to the maximum extent possible to pass the remaining two levels.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang!"

Li Chuan made sudden contact with Dahan and quickly separated, his left shoulder was hit, and the other party was in the chest.

The huge fist crunched his bones, as if he was beating a cowhide drum, and to the great man's surprise, Li Chuan's fist seemed to be no less harder than his own, not at all proportional to the muscles on his body.

Could it be the legendary master of the house? He thought of those mysterious characters who came and went, and a few traces of jealousy flashed in his expression, and his punches were no longer as sharp as Fang Cai, and his momentum was a few points weaker.

Li Chuan seized the opportunity in an instant, his eyes flashed with a hint of madness, he sneered and rushed forward to shoot a few cannon punches, but he actually gave up his defense to knock the opponent down.

"Stop! Surrender...... Surrendered! ”

Surprisingly, after the first cannon punch landed on the big man's sideburns, he shook his head and shouted loudly.

"Brother, your fist is heavy, I'll do it myself!"

In Li Chuan's stunned face, the big man retreated quickly, and at the same time slammed his fist into his temple, and his tall body fell down instantly.

As a security guard guarding this place, this person really knows how to protect himself, and he will steal and play tricks to protect himself when he has the opportunity.

Looking at the motionless body in front of him, the corners of Li Chuan's mouth couldn't help but show a hint of slight, and secretly said that if the people in the next two rooms were also so good at talking, then his clearance would also become very easy.

Li Chuan glanced at the unfinished minesweeper game on the wooden table, rubbed his shoulder, which was still a little stuffy, and walked towards the next level.

"Sonorous ~~"

As soon as he stepped into the door, a cold light flew over, Li Chuan hurriedly dodged sideways, and the next moment a long knife of about three feet was embedded in the spot, and the handle was still trembling.

He looked up at the room and gasped, secretly saying that there must be a bitter fight next.

The huge exhaust fan kept turning, illuminating the light and shadow of the room in a chaotic and colorful way, and chains the thickness of a baby's arm hung from the beams, and all kinds of blades were attached to the ends, and the canine teeth were jagged and shocking.

"Whoa"!

One of the chains shook, and a spear slowly fell, being grasped by a pale, thin hand.

The owner of the hand is a middle-aged man in his early forties, the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes have witnessed the vicissitudes of time, and a long scar on his face extends to his left ear.

Especially when the spear was held in his hand, this momentum rose to the peak, pressing Li Chuan's chest like a mountain.

"Well, there's finally a living person in this hellish place, I hope you can play with me for a while, don't be useless like the experiment last time, and become a rag doll in a few clicks!"

The middle-aged man laughed, the spear in his hand shook, and the whole person rushed up like a wolf pounced.

Li Chuan's eyes shrank, his body jumped to the side, and the dagger was not allowed to shoot at the spear, only to feel an unimaginable huge force coming, the tiger's mouth cracked, and the weapon was almost blown away.

No, this is the method of shaking!

Li Chuan's expression instantly became very ugly, although the opponent's strength was on par with him, the techniques he mastered were much better than him.

The moment the spear and the dagger came into contact, he could clearly feel that the tip of the spear was vibrating at an extremely high frequency, and it was the force of this vibration that injured him.

Wiping the blood oozing from the tiger's mouth, Li Chuan's eyebrows showed a trace of solemnity, he took a deep breath and put away the dagger, and also reached out to remove a weapon from the chain.

It was a solid heavy sword, about three feet long, and weighed forty or fifty pounds. Although the edge of the blade is not sharp, as long as it hits the body, it must be a broken bone and tendon.

One inch long and one inch strong, in the face of the fierceness of the opponent's spear, it is undoubtedly a great loss to use a dagger against the enemy. Although Li Chuan didn't study these ancient cold weapons too much, it didn't prevent him from using heavy swords to kill enemies.

He doesn't know how to be clever in swordsmanship, but he can still do the basic "splitting", "chopping", "cutting", and "teasing", and he can break through ten thousand skillful, which is also the reason why Li Chuan chose the heavy sword as the blade.

The opponent's "shock" method can repel his dagger, but it is not so easy to face the heavy sword. After all, with such a large mass there, it will undoubtedly take more effort to make a thousand pounds of money.

"Bang dang!"

Li Chuan held the sword in both hands and made a "force split Huashan", and the sword body touched the spear, making a loud sound like a bell. The wound that had just healed cracked open, and blood splattered scarlet in the air.

The sharp pain from his body did not make Li Chuan flinch, but he took a few steps forward, and the heavy sword waved "whirring", smashing at the opponent mercilessly with ten percent strength.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Although the wound in the tiger's mouth was a blur of flesh and blood, it was actually not as serious as outsiders imagined. Inexplicably, he has obtained body refining thaumaturgy, and his recovery power has reached an amazing point at this moment.

He could clearly feel the wound wriggling and healing, but the process was obscured by patches of blood.

This is also the confidence and reliance of Li Chuan to dare to fight with the cold weapon in front of him.

You slash me three times, and I only need to slash you with one sword. I'm alive, but you're dead!