Chapter 173: The Last Strongman

The Japanese team was destroyed, and under the wave after wave, it was drowned out by the roar of the killer.jxs.nt update the fastest

The sound of the blade splitting ** kept coming, and the red-eyed Han people forcibly chopped everyone in the Japanese team into pieces of slag. Similarly, they were also severely damaged in the Japanese team's dying counterattack, and a dozen people were left tightly.

The remaining dozen or so people were immediately scattered by the living people who were eyeing them around, chasing and fighting in all directions.

Seeing this scene, a very strange feeling appeared in Xiao Yuanchao's heart. He hoped for this kind of national righteousness, but this national righteousness made him feel very out of place.

It's a place where 10,000 people fight, and it's a place where you can play up the violence to your heart's content. Corpses and blood are the main theme here, and hatred and hatred are not the main theme.

But this kind of thing happened again, it really happened in the bloody killing place, and he couldn't figure it out.

But whether he can't figure it out or can figure it out, it's over. The Japanese team was wiped out, and the strongest Han Chinese team was also routed. The only people in the valley who still have team strength are the Tibetan team and a Korean team that has been hiding from the beginning.

Xiao Yuanchao lay down, quietly staring at the two teams that were the only ones with fighting power, watching the two teams being broken up in the fight, watching the teams in the valley disappear without a trace, and finally only fighting alone.

The strong Tibetan team was too brave and too good at charging, and the price of a brave charge was heavy casualties.

Because the Korean team is too cunning, or rather too shameless. In a way, they are not as good as the Japanese team at all. The Japanese team that came here was a warrior with the spirit of bushido, they were united, collaborative, intelligent, and good at fighting, but the Korean team was nothing short of shameless.

The South Korean team never fought head-on, they always chose to break away first, and then saw the opportunity to rush to the back of the Tibetan team and bite the flesh with the belt. After biting, immediately flee away, then shrink and wait for the opportunity to come forward and take a bite.

When the South Korean team bit the Tibetan team to only about 20 people, they thought that they could win the head-on battle, but they were almost slaughtered by the other side.

The Tibetan team was also dispersed, the Korean team was also dispersed, and all the teams eventually collapsed.

After two hours of fighting, the ground of Cage Mountain had completely turned purple and black. Thousands of living people turned into cold corpses over the course of two hours, stepping on one of them with almost every step.

There were still a hundred or so living people left, and almost everyone occupied a place, and began to look at each other, wary of each other, and the blood-red eyes of the killer were full of murderous aura that could not be washed clean.

But they stood still, and when they were not going to attack, they were reluctant to attack. They were waiting for others to fight each other, preferably until there were only forty people left with themselves.

But everyone had this thought, so that the form in the valley was completely deadlocked. Everyone was waiting, patiently waiting, waiting for the impasse to be broken.

Maybe half an hour, maybe an hour, after a long, long time when everyone was at an impasse, it was finally broken.

Living people began to crawl out of the piles of corpses around the valley, with cruel smiles on their faces and murderous intent in their eyes.

After seeing these dead and resurrected people, the living people who stood there in a stalemate instantly fell into despair.

Each of the living who came back from the dead was extremely full of body, and they did not have much strength to expend during the two-hour battle. In this case, being killed is the only fate.

There weren't many living people crawling out of the pile of corpses, probably fifty or sixty people later. But all of these fifty or sixty people are the same as Xiao Yuanchao, and they are the kings of their region. These kings have all been battled for territory, and finally killed their opponents to firmly occupy their own territory, so they ......

The one-sided slaughter began, and after two hours of hard fighting, the surviving living were almost completely killed. They are no longer stalemate, they have become completely relaxed, they have become dead.

The living people who are standing in the valley now are the last remaining strong men, and they may not kill as many people as the dead lying on the ground, but the snipers they encounter are definitely more cruel.

Just like Xiao Yuanchao, if it weren't for Zhao Ziyang, he would have died with that madman. I am afraid that this situation has been experienced by every living person who is nested in the pile of dead people, you must know that the real strong person is definitely much higher than ordinary people in terms of mentality.

If a strong man is not mentally good, he will not be able to become a strong man at all. Survival depends partly on luck, and more often on one's own ability.

There were fifty-six people in total, and there was even a woman among the fifty-six people! To be able to survive to the end in a man's world, this woman is definitely not simple.

No, not fifty-six, but fifty-seven, maybe more. Because Xiao Yuanchao did not come out, he was still pretending to be a dead body, and he believed that there were still people who thought the same as him, and continued to wait and see.

"There are 56 of us in total, and it seems that four places are not enough, and it is very difficult to allocate them." A blond-haired European-American gently turned the axe in his hand and chuckled, "Looks like we have to find a solution, what do you say?" ”

It is indeed difficult to allocate 40 places for 56 people, and it is impossible to keep 40 people no matter how they are eliminated. And all they have to do is keep forty people, one no more, one no less.

"Maybe you can use the method of elimination." A Japanese stared at the only woman in the team and said, "One by one, this is a man's world, but a woman is mixed in......"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were fixed on the only woman.

The woman's face is covered with blood and she can't see what she looks like, but her figure is good and makes men impulsive. But what the men in the valley saw was not this body, but the perfect fighting body shape that ordinary people ignored.

This is the best body shape for hunters, with slender calves, full thighs and hips, and a slender waist. The calves are slender and easy to run and land; The fullness of the thighs proves that it has strong lower body explosiveness; The slim waist means that her movements will be more agile.

This body type can be called the devil's body type, and the meaning of the devil here has two layers: to instantly provoke a man's primitive desires; Perfect hunter traits.

Seeing the eyes of these living people, the woman did not hesitate, and quickly fled with the spear in her hand.

There was no need for words at this time, and the woman knew very well that when the method of elimination was recognized by these men, she would have to die!

Xiao Yuanchao clutched the Nepalese scimitar hard, staring at the woman, watching the woman rush towards him, closer and closer, closer and closer......