Do you want those holy fruits? 444 understood her purpose.

"Hmm."

According to yesterday's old booklet.

Once, after someone was infected with the zombie virus, he inadvertently ate this fruit, and not only did not become a zombie, but instead stimulated the ability and became a stranger.

Since it can solve the zombie virus, it should also be useful for the virus in Li Hanzheng's body.

It can also stimulate abilities, and Su's father can also use it.

It really didn't take much effort to get it.

Liu Xiaolian kept looking out, and when she saw Su Qiao's figure, she showed a hint of excited smile.

It was as if he had seen Su Qiao lying on the ground like a dead dog with injuries all over his body.

"Heh, I thought you were going to be a shrunken turtle again, count yourself as acquaintances, but aren't you afraid of losing your life?"

"Ah Lian, how could she lose her life? She is a low-level power mutant, and she can't make it to the finals at all. ”

The preliminary round is in school, and the final round is in the field.

And it's still fighting with those geniuses in the district.

In previous years, few of the contestants in the district could come back in their entirety.

But despite this, there are still many people who want to go to the competition.

Because as long as you enter the finals, not only will the school give you huge rewards, but you may also be favored by those big families or forces in the district and district.

The future is promising.

On top of that, if you're lucky enough to win the race, you'll get a pass to the check-in area.

For the people of the district and the district, this is a shortcut to change their destiny, to success, and to become a master.

So, even though they knew that they would be injured and maybe lose their lives, everyone was still squeezing their heads forward.

"That is, the little life will definitely not be lost, but it is possible to become a little lame like her lame father."

"Hahaha, old lame, with a little lame, it's really interesting."

Liu Xiaolian and a few people chattered about scum, which made Su Qiao have a headache.

Bang Bang Bang!

A few neat slaps knocked several people unconscious.

Su Qiao blew on the red palm, with cold eyebrows and eyes, with a bit of carelessness:

"Did you eat the unwashed large intestine? The mouth stinks. ”

Liu Xiaolian was the first to react, blushing angrily, and pointed at her: "You dare to fight in school, I will let the teacher expel you." ”

"Brawl?"

Su Qiao raised his eyebrows calmly: "Do I have it?" ”

"I was just helping you shoot off a few stinky flies that had gone through the pit."

These slaps reminded several people of the scene when they were knocked to the ground by Su Qiao's fists that day.

The painful memory made the fear in their hearts rise again.

One of them held back the anger in his heart and grabbed Liu Xiaolian:

"Xiaolian, don't worry, when she comes to the stage, the clouds won't let her go."

"Su Qiao, you wait for me, I won't just forget it."

Liu Xiaolian glared at Su Qiao hatefully, then left with someone and went to the audience.

"Always by side."

Su Qiao didn't even give her a look, and his gaze swept towards the crowded martial arts training ground.

The training ground is not open-air.

It's quite large, similar to a large indoor soccer field.

It is surrounded by special transparent glass railings.

This is supposed to prevent people from hurting the audience during a fight.

Su Qiao looked around and quickly found the location of his class.

When passing by a few hurried men, she couldn't help but pause and slow down.

"How's your search going?"

"There is no clue, the author of the apocalyptic overlord should not be small, even our top network master has not found a clue, only that person is not in the district and district."

"Who is this author? It's so hidden. ”

"Whoever he is, he has to be found."

"Let's make more efforts to find it, even if we turn Beicheng over, we have to find people."

Lewen