Qiu Xuan raised her leg and kicked the unbelievable Xiaoping head in front of her, "What are you doing in a daze, applaud." ”

Xiao Pingtou woke up like a dream, and looked at Colin standing in the center of the smoke a few times, pinned his fingers to his lips and whistled, and clapped his palms hard. Under his leadership, the inmates of Section D also woke up from their disbelief, and after reacting, they didn't even care about the stinky face of Section B, and the cheers and whistles almost rang out in the sky.

If Qiu Xuan's victory in the workshop before was the first sign of hope in District D, this time Colin's victory was to let those inmates in the upper position see District D thoroughly in front of the entire federal prison.

He's the one he represents, and this victory is a victory for the whole of D.

This is also the reason why Qiu Xuan let Colin be the first to play, in such a personal team fight, the first victory contains much more practical meaning than imagined.

Erin pursed her lips and lip-synced to this side. Qiu Xuan could barely see that she was a "executioner". It means that there is nothing to be proud of in choosing such a executioner who is stronger than D but is willing to stay in District D.

Of course, Qiu Xuan wouldn't care about such words. Whether it's Zone D or Zone B, as she said when she was in prison before, all she needs is a chance to be able to access the strength of the vast majority of the prisoners in the prison, but it just so happens that no matter which way she plays, she wants to win. She happens to be in the district right now, and she will do her best to make that district win, and it has nothing to do with whether it is Zone D or not.

Maybe it's also a little related, Xiang, the queen's group, the eldest brother, the pregnant woman, and the members of the love gang...... These people, she also wants them to win the same time, this is not a conflict.

Colin leaned back against the railing and gasped for a few breaths, then wiped his face and looked up at the next prisoner in Zone B.

He had seen the man fight with someone on several occasions, the same executioner who had risen to Sector B.

The short-haired woman tilted her head and stretched out her palm to make a gesture similar to Colin's. Her major is similar to Colin's, except that she is able to manipulate plants.

It stands to reason that in a place like a federal prison, where birds don't poop, resources and environments are extremely poor and scarce, and there will be no too normal vines and plants to play for her. But this executioner's abilities are a little special, so special that she can transform into green trees and vines herself.

Federal prisons are full of "mutants" who are either born or acquired by injection mutations, and these dangerous people who pose a great threat to normal society are unsurprisingly deported to the most notorious prison in history to be killed by each other. Therefore, they are not surprised by this kind of physical change between the executioners, after all, the vicious old brother Wei mutated human wolf is still lying in the cubicle of the medical room receiving serum injections.

Colin's face turned pale for a moment, but he still raised his wrist to seal again.

The pervasive dark matter element loses its role when it comes to the vines that also control the entire field. In fact, it's not that Colin really can't fight with his strength, it's just that he has consumed most of his physical strength in the last game, and now he is facing a higher-ranking executioner, and he is already at the end of his crossbow until now.

The mage gasped, and Cuiluo, who was almost all over the room, quietly wrapped around his calf.

"We throw in the towel!"

Qiu Xuan was the first to shout this sentence, Colin closed his eyes as if unwilling, but he also knew in his heart that if he continued to fight in this state, he would soon usher in another body bag.

The short-haired woman still obeyed the rules and stopped, Colin was helped down by the inmates in the D area who rushed up, and Qiu Xuan took a deep breath.

In the second game of the plan, she is ready to let the big brother of the flower arm play, although the strength of the big brother is definitely inferior to those prisoners in the B area, but the ability to pass two moves should still be there. With the test of these few moves, they can know what level the opponent's strength is approximately.

And now there is no need for such a temptation, because the eldest brother can't beat it.

Xiao Pingtou couldn't beat it either, and the two prisoners who took the initiative to sign up for the team battle by themselves, Qiu Xuan was not too sure about their strength, but he could also roughly understand what stage they were in.

"Let me go."

Brother Huajian suddenly stepped forward and nodded at her, "When that brother fought just now, I probably saw clearly what the way it was, and I will do my best." ”

It didn't help to do your best, after all, except for the executioners like Colin who volunteered to stay in District D, the gap between the two districts was like a moat.

But Qiu Xuan wouldn't say such a thing, just responded with a "good".

She didn't have much hope for the next game itself, but thought that the next prisoner on the field had better not be taken away by the short-haired woman, if that was the case, she would be extremely difficult to beat.

Qiu Xuan's psychological bottom line is five people. The expected flow is that the first six inmates on the court should be able to beat two or three of the inmates in Zone B, so that you may be able to fight it out in the end.

See how they play.

She stood with all the nervous prisoners in Section D, watching Brother Flower Arm walk towards the playground step by step.

Sure enough, the eldest brother couldn't beat it.

The unprepared vines seem to be able to raid from all sides of the entire playground, and the eldest brother is the kind of prisoner who doesn't have any mutated genes in his body, at most he can fight a little, but the last executioner who has now been promoted to Area B is naturally not enough.

His body was swept and thrown out of a safe height, and Xiao Pingtou frowned and shouted "We admit defeat!" ”

The eldest brother lay on the ground on his laurel and was quickly carried away by the people in the medical room.

"You can go up next, it doesn't matter if you can't beat her, try to consume her physical strength." Qiu Xuan raised his chin towards Xiao Pingtou, Xiao Pingtou swallowed his saliva, and his face was full of tragedy and grandeur of the hero's farewell.

"Boss, if I am entangled by that woman or cover my mouth and can't shout for help, you must shout for me to admit defeat! Be sure to shout in time! ”

The priest, who had been acting as a backdrop behind him, snorted as if he didn't know what to do.

Xiao Pingtou glared at him, took a few deep breaths on the spot, and walked towards the wind playground as slowly as he seemed to be going to never return.

Five minutes later.

"Ahh Sister, sister, please, stop fighting, don't fight, woo woo woo!! ”

Fifteen minutes later.

"I was wrong, you let me go, woooooooooooo Ahhh ”

Twenty minutes later.

"I'm really forced to play, you're sick and you've been chasing me! I beg you to stop chasing it! ”

Qiu Xuan: "......"

Xiao Pingtou really has a unique talent in running and dodging, which is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

No one thought that he would take so long when he said, "I'll try to hold on a little longer", and although he barely hit the short-haired woman in Zone B, the woman didn't even hit him with a few attacks.

The playground covers an area the size of a football field, and he actually sprinted on it for twenty minutes, during which there was no shortage of difficult dodges in various ugly but effective positions. The short-haired woman twitched the vines that her wrists had turned into, and her face was almost as green as the rattan.

Qiu Xuan felt that he didn't need to help him shout to admit defeat.

But finally, after twenty minutes had passed, the executioner seemed to feel that he could not hold his face at all, and his steps stopped until he almost lost his mind. The short-haired woman glanced at Xiao Pingtou, who was screaming and fleeing, and suddenly closed her eyes and pressed her hands to the ground, and the green trees and green vines that had been transformed from part of her torso seemed to take root straight down the dry ground to the bottom of the windward playground.

Xiao Pingtou realized that the situation was wrong, stopped the ghostly movement and turned around, his face solemn.

In a matter of seconds, a giant tree woven of thick vines almost spanned the entire distance of the playground, breaking through the dry and barren ground!

Qiu Xuan stood up abruptly and shouted, "Let's admit defeat!" ”

But now it seems that short-haired women want to die with small flat heads more than rules.

At the last moment, Xiao Pingtou's escape ability that was far beyond ordinary people took over, and when he first sensed that the situation was wrong, he had already prepared a follow-up retreat. Without hesitation, he swung his arms and sprinted to the edge of the field with all his might, and the giant tree that had broken through the ground was entangled in knots, sweeping at him with all kinds of anger like life.

The last two steps.

The little flat-headed mancerous distorted expression, and the corners of his eyes shook at high speed, as if he caught a glimpse of a terrifying shadow under his feet. He paused, and to everyone's surprise, turned back and took two more detours to the other edge of the playground.

"Crazy, what do you want?!"

A crowd of onlookers in Section D shouted uncontrollably, and the little flat head jumped up almost on tiptoe against the giant tree, raising his hands in the air and holding his head, in a posture that was obviously a gesture of harmless surrender.

In the next second, a huge roar exploded in everyone's ears. The knots of vines that had destroyed the decaying giant tree were shattered by the roots, rolling and wailing in the flames of embers.

The short-haired woman in the center of the impact burst into limbs and collapsed silently in the center of the wind-letting playground.

Except for the smell of gunsmoke, no one present spoke.

Qiu Xuan paused, and learned that the prisoners around him raised their hands and hugged their heads to the side, Xiao Pingtou had been dragged down by the prison guards, and obviously had to bear the same consequences.

A team of guards trotted into the center of the playground, glancing without any emotion at the short-haired woman whose limbs were broken in a pool of blood and leaving only a squirming torso, and said coldly: "Prisoner 18903, suspected of assaulting the police and starting a riot in prison, will be punished according to federal law." ”

At that time, at the last moment, the position of the small flathead sprint was to the team of prison guards standing on the sidelines.

And the ability of the short-haired woman to enter the cordon beyond the scope of the off-the-field is judged to be a riot attack on the police.

In this prison, anything else can be turned a blind eye away, but rioting and escaping are the most unforgivable original sins.

She was quickly dragged down and didn't know where to be sent to deal with it. The rest of the prisoners were silent with their heads in their hands, and the prison guard at the head glanced around, as if he had automatically completed the warning on his face.

It is nothing more than killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys.

The shocking prison escape in Area A a month ago made all the prison officials feel that the security force was directly strengthened several times during the Rebirth Festival, and now it can only be said that the executioner hit the muzzle of the gun.

And this is also the first time that Qiu Xuan has faced such a military suppression, even if he has walked in front of the densely aimed muzzle countless times before without changing his color, under such an intuitive face today, he can't help but feel a feeling similar to the sadness of a rabbit and a fox.

Prisoners like them hate the prison guards, and the prison guards hate them.

People on the fringes of society, fanatics who ignore discipline and dogma, tyrants who wander outside the law.

In the case of a series of perfect crimes that may be proud of themselves, it is possible that the relatives and friends of the prison guards, their lovers, are harmed. What's more, maybe some people come to this kind of place to be prison guards because of this, and they don't hesitate to waste the rest of their lives in this prison, just to keep an eye on these extralegal thugs.

Today, everyone looks at the whole story from the perspective of prison inmates, and standing on the back of this towering prison, isn't it another kind of life?

Qiu Xuan did not comment on this.

After a short demonstration, the game resumed.

The last one in Area B is the indigenous people of the world, a woman who is said to have committed the crime of organ smuggling. She was extremely good at using a scalpel, and a few blades as thin as a cicada's wings were hidden in her fingers.

The man in the D section was a man with glasses, and Qiu Xuan was quite impressed with him, because the first time she asked "Do you want to play or do you want to win", he was the first prisoner in the D section to raise his hand and say that he wanted to win.

Similarly, in this team competition, he was the first to take the initiative to raise his hand and say that he wanted to participate.

"It's still the same old way, try to delay the time consumption, it doesn't matter if you can't play, try to leave some opportunities for the next prisoner on the field." Qiu Xuan Road. The man with the glasses nodded, and his mouth was the same thing that almost everyone in Zone D would say before they came on the field, "I'll try my best."

The woman in Zone B, who looked like there was nothing between her palms, smiled, as if she was waiting for the other party to take the initiative.

The man in glasses looked a little solemn, his hands clenched into fists in front of his chest, and there was also nothing between his palms.

Physical arts. Pure physical art should be a physical technique that is cultivated to a high place and does not rely on external objects.

Qiu Xuan said secretly, and in the next second, the woman rushed forward with a false step, and her seemingly empty palm met the man's fist. A few cold rays flashed, and the scalpel blade, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was caught between every one of her ten fingers, and only when she waved and raised her belt could she see a trace of sharpness belonging to the edge.

The man with eyes is neither humble nor arrogant, and he counteracts with his fist, and the ordinary face hidden by glasses seems to be different in an instant.