Drifting Zero City.

Zhao Yigui waved the white robe on his body in disgust, and at the same time that he pushed away a madman next to him who was not afraid of death, he raised his eyes and looked at the ship that was slowly revealing a little bit of hull on the sea level.

Ship of Fools. It's finally here.

The stinking crazy woman beside him was still pulling his sleeve and shouting "Lang Jun", Zhao Yigui squinted his eyes, and suddenly raised his hand and pushed the woman hard when he saw the guards coming close to him.

"What the hell!"

The guards heard the movement and gathered around, and the hard batons unceremoniously beckoned up. The mad woman, also dressed in a white robe, screamed in pain, and uttered a language in her throat that no one could understand.

Soon, the woman's life and death were carried aside. The ship approached the port little by little in everyone's sight, and Zhao Yigui quietly squeezed into the front row of the madmen, and clenched the weapon made of unknown metal in his hand under the wide cuffs of the white robe.

"Hurry up and get on board! Don't try to play tricks! ”

The guards drove them to the boat one by one in a rough manner, like driving livestock, Zhao Yigui followed the first row of people to get on the boat, and licked his lips as if he was a little excited when he saw the executioners on the deck holding their chests and looking at them coldly.

"Hey, brother, how about we make an alliance?"

He turned away with a cold expression and found that it was one of the executioners who had been on board with him. The man smiled slickly, looking a little sincere. Zhao Yigui stared at him for a while and smiled the same, his thin lips softly revealed words that could not be seen in emotion: "My honor." ”

"Brother, as I have just inquired, the hour after each docking of the Fool's ship is a time of freedom struggle. Because the group is regrouped after each stop, this last hour is the last chance to add points. ”

As if wanting to show his worthy side to the new "allies", the man and his generosity told the clues of the rules he inquired about. After hearing the other party say, "Then in the next hour, we newcomers have nothing to do, so let's observe the abilities of the other executioners, and try to find a stronger team member in an hour." Zhao Yigui suddenly smiled disdainfully and mockingly.

“…… Brothers? Do you have any questions? ”

"Nope." Zhao Yigui curled the corners of his mouth and looked at the man, "Thank you for telling me this." ”

The second when the last sailor's feet completely left the ship's ladder, Jiao Guancheng in the crowd was the first to move!

The sturdy man is invincible all the way with a fist buckle in his hand, even if there is an executioner who is extremely good at the element, it is difficult to exert any strength under the suppression of such absolute power.

The slick man beside Zhao Yigui glanced at this scene, secretly noted Jiao Guancheng's face and nodded.

Beside Jiao Guancheng, a tall and thin figure that was completely inconsistent with the absolute power suppression fell not far away. The man wore his dazzling blonde hair in a small braid, and navigating through the bloody chaos was like strolling through his own pavilion, if you ignore the sledgehammer in his hand that was completely out of step with his personal temperament.

I don't know how many didn't see the screaming and wailing under the sledgehammer that came to Hephaestus, and the slick man just wanted to get closer to see it more clearly, but his eyes were attracted by another slender figure.

A young enough girl with short hair, holding an exotic scimitar in her hand. At this time, under the wielding of the scimitar, the girl's unchanged cold face became a nightmare for many executioners who wanted to get a piece of the pie when they saw that she was single and weak.

It's just that to the surprise of all the new executioners, whether it is the forger Hefei, Jiao Guancheng, or Ruiyi, Lao Liang, etc., these clear-eyed executioners look very strong. Although they made ruthless moves, without exception, they all deliberately collected some strength and did not make a dead move.

You know, for marginalized people like them, who have long abandoned "goodwill" in order to survive, the kindness at this time is no less than stupidity itself.

"What's the matter with them, all of them are the reincarnation of the Virgin?" The newly appointed executioners who did not know the rules had already heard some questioning voices, and the slippery man did not join in, but just touched his chin and looked at the silent ally beside him. "Brother, what do you think?"

"Me? What do I need to see? Zhao Yigui Yu Guang was stingy in giving him half of it, staring at the team melee on the deck without blinking, and the sentence "What does it have to do with me" has not yet been spoken, but his gaze is stuck on a certain place in the corner of the deck.

The people he is targeting are nothing special, nor are they particularly eye-catching, nor are they strong with one enemy and one hundred strengths. The young black-haired girl carried a large, long, fishing rod in her left hand and a bag of fishing nets in her right hand. It doesn't seem like anything special - if not at a time like this.

As if noticing the gaze of the living, the girl turned her head and glanced in this direction warily. Then she turned her head and motioned to the two people behind her—a tall drunkard who looked like he was mentally ill, and a young girl who looked malnourished and had been abused for months—to follow. The trio quickly disappeared below deck, and no one knew what they had done.

…… It's really a freak.

After repeatedly confirming that the person was indeed an executioner several times, Zhao Yigui twisted his eyebrows incredulously, and then sneered and stopped caring about it. - Anyway, there are always a few executioners in every trial, and they all end up in the arms of the Death Dominator, so why should he bother with such idle things?

"Brother, are you watching, I think those are very good, and they are definitely teammates who can help."

The very familiar "Alliance" was still chattering beside him, and Zhao Yigui looked at the melee that had been stalemate for a long time and yawned, and suddenly slipped out of the wide white robe The unknown piece of metal.

"I haven't seen a single corpse for so long...... In that case, I'll help them. ”

"What are you talking about, brother...... What are you going to do?! ”

The liquid metal covered Zhao Yigui's right arm in an instant, and the man leapt into the air, the inattentiveness on his face completely replaced by a sickly crazy excitement.

The moment he fell, the liquid metal turned into a sharp blade! One of the executioners, who was engaged in a fight with the other party, was slashed in the neck by metal before he could react. Splattered blood was everywhere, and Lao Liang, who was placing a gun on the side, witnessed this scene, and after the initial surprise, he calmed down and showed anger.

"Which group are you from? Who allowed you to kill?! ”

He directly scolded Zhao Yigui in the direction where he landed, not only Lao Liang, but the other executioners had gloomy expressions on their faces.

Originally, there were more than 200 executioners on the ship when passing through the city of Pingping, and after a series of sub-missions and pirate attacks, only a few hundred people were still alive. Regardless of the final number of remaining, the rule is always to eliminate the bottom fifty, so no matter how high or low the score is for the executioners, no one can die again.

Once the number of people drops to fifty, then no one will survive in this testing ground, in the true sense of the word, the group will be wiped out.

Zhao Yigui still had a sickly smile on his face, he didn't even listen to the explanation of the reasonable executioner on the side, the liquid metal directly transformed into a cannon barrel and pointed directly at the most dense direction of the crowd.

"It's a madman!"

Jiao Guancheng couldn't bear to rush forward, directly wanted to knock the cannon barrel away with one hand, and greeted Zhao Yigui unceremoniously with a finger tiger in the other. The latter seemed to smile helplessly, and the next second, liquid metal that came out of nowhere rose from under Jiao Guancheng's feet, crawling up his trouser legs until he completely imprisoned his movements.

With his tonnage arm strength, he couldn't even break free from this prison made of unknown metal, Jiao Guancheng gritted his teeth and roared at the grumpy old brother Fu Cang before Zhao Yigui's eyes turned to the next target. "Stinky boy, use that golden light skill of yours to give him a stop! We really can't afford to die anymore! ”

"But, but, ......" Fu Cang rarely looked a little hasty and chagrined, "My ability is still cooling."

"You%¥·-&*)!!"

"It's okay, don't worry." Lao Liang completely sank his expression, and took out his old-fashioned shotgun, which looked like it should have been eliminated by the times, and pointed it at Zhao Yigui. "Can he fight so many of us executioners alone?"

The bullet that was completely silenced burst through the air and fired in the direction of Zhao Yigui, but he simply raised his right hand, and the liquid metal instantly erected a hard and indestructible barrier in front of him, completely blocking the bullet.

The bullet sank deep into the solidified metal, and its tail trembled slightly, and it changed another route of travel without external force manipulation!

Zhao Yigui paid a little more attention to it, he raised his arm, and the liquid metal turned into a big mouth full of fangs, and he opened it wide and devoured the bullet.

It didn't take long for the bullet to expel itself, leaving an empty shell on the ground. And before the rest of the executioners could figure out the details of his ability, Zhao Yigui withdrew the metal, swooped straight into the crowd and cut off the head of another woman who knew at a glance that she was a newcomer.

Zheng ——!!

The curved scimitar was held horizontally in front of the sharp blade, looking at the slender figure of the girl in front of him, Zhao Yigui smiled fiercely for a moment, and the metal that had returned into liquid spread to Ruiyi's arms in a breath.

……

Ten minutes before the Ship of Fools sailed.

At this time, the wounded on the ship fell to the first deck, some of them could clearly see that they were still breathing, and some of them were completely unable to bear the ground without knowing their fate or death.

Among the executioners who fell to the ground, Zhao Yigui wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and knelt on one knee, and could only barely fall to the ground by relying on the support of the liquid metal attached to his right arm.

In front of him, several familiar executioners were also standing there in embarrassment, but judging from the opposition of "standing" and "kneeling", it was easy to distinguish between victory and defeat.

With his tonnage arm strength, he couldn't even break free from this prison made of unknown metal, Jiao Guancheng gritted his teeth and roared at the grumpy old brother Fu Cang before Zhao Yigui's eyes turned to the next target. "Stinky boy, use that golden light skill of yours to give him a stop! We really can't afford to die anymore! ”

"But, but, ......" Fu Cang rarely looked a little hasty and chagrined, "My ability is still cooling."

"You%¥·-&*)!!"

"It's okay, don't worry." Lao Liang completely sank his expression, and took out his old-fashioned shotgun, which looked like it should have been eliminated by the times, and pointed it at Zhao Yigui. "Can he fight so many of us executioners alone?"

The bullet that was completely silenced burst through the air and fired in the direction of Zhao Yigui, but he simply raised his right hand, and the liquid metal instantly erected a hard and indestructible barrier in front of him, completely blocking the bullet.

The bullet sank deep into the solidified metal, and its tail trembled slightly, and it changed another route of travel without external force manipulation!

Zhao Yigui paid a little more attention to it, he raised his arm, and the liquid metal turned into a big mouth full of fangs, and he opened it wide and devoured the bullet.

It didn't take long for the bullet to expel itself, leaving an empty shell on the ground. And before the rest of the executioners could figure out the details of his ability, Zhao Yigui withdrew the metal, swooped straight into the crowd and cut off the head of another woman who knew at a glance that she was a newcomer.

Zheng ——!!

The curved scimitar was held horizontally in front of the sharp blade, looking at the slender figure of the girl in front of him, Zhao Yigui smiled fiercely for a moment, and the metal that had returned into liquid spread to Ruiyi's arms in a breath.

……

Ten minutes before the Ship of Fools sailed.

At this time, the wounded on the ship fell to the first deck, some of them could clearly see that they were still breathing, and some of them were completely unable to bear the ground without knowing their fate or death.

Among the executioners who fell to the ground, Zhao Yigui wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and knelt on one knee, and could only barely fall to the ground by relying on the support of the liquid metal attached to his right arm.

In front of him, several familiar executioners were also standing there in embarrassment, but judging from the opposition of "standing" and "kneeling", it was easy to distinguish between victory and defeat.

Ten minutes before the Ship of Fools sailed.

At this time, the wounded on the ship fell to the first deck, some of them could clearly see that they were still breathing, and some of them were completely unable to bear the ground without knowing their fate or death.

Among the executioners who fell to the ground, Zhao Yigui wiped the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth and knelt on one knee, and could only barely fall to the ground by relying on the support of the liquid metal attached to his right arm.

In front of him, several familiar executioners were also standing there in embarrassment, but judging from the opposition of "standing" and "kneeling", it was easy to distinguish between victory and defeat.

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