Trapped in this Scarlet Round Table space, we can only strengthen our physique by exercising, at least in this kind of close combat, we have a certain ability to protect ourselves.

Uncle Picker is still rushing forward, and I've already rushed over from the side to dodge the Picker Uncle Picker who is killing like crazy.

Because his performance was so brilliant that many enemies regarded him as a general and besieged him from the flank early.

It was at this opportunity that I went around the side of the battlefield.

Few people noticed me, and I came behind the little fat man.

The little fat man was preoccupied with the enemy in front of him, and the big knife in his hand had already killed several people in a row.

The armor on this cargo did not even have a single scratch.

Damn, this little fat man was a little unexpectedly tough, and I was in a cold sweat on my palms, not sure if I could kill him.

However, in the chaos army, it should be very easy to trap a person to death.

I slowly approached the little fat man from behind, watched the other party's movements, flashed left and right, and gave the other party a backhand or something.

Although his figure is a little fat, his movements are smooth, which looks very pleasing to the eye, and has a particularly beautiful appearance.

I carried a knife and followed him not far behind, slowly looking for an opportunity.

I was actually very anxious in my heart, worried that I would be discovered by the little fat man, and with his agility, the two of us fought with knives, and the chance of me dying was more than eighty percent.

So I can't fight, at least not until I'm in full control of the advantage.

Stepping on the corpse that had been chopped up, I was not far from the little fat man, but I didn't dare to get too close.

Finally, I found an opportunity.

After watching for such a long time, I noticed that every time this thing dodged, it would move to the left, and it always took its right foot first, and the distance of the step was about 30 centimeters.

That's his vulnerability, I look at the enemy in front of me and seize an opportunity for the opponent to slash down.

With one kick, he kicked a knife that had been prepared for a long time, and the sharp blade swirled, and finally landed at the feet of the little fat man.

He stepped on the sharp blade, and the huge pain of the soles of his feet being cut made his body tremble slightly.

It was just such a trembling moment, and the big knife that was originally sent to you to dodge was slashed diagonally, directly smashing his armor and slashing into his chest.

I took this opportunity to rush in front of him and kill the enemy who slashed the little fat man with a backhand.

"It's been a long time, I've been a participant in the same period of the game." I held the little fat man's body that was about to fall, and hot blood splattered from his wounds.

The little fat man stared at me with wide eyes, he had been looking for me since he came to the battlefield, but he didn't expect that I would appear in his most unexpected state.

"You, you ......" The little fat man tried to raise the knife in his hand, but the torn place in his chest, the blood splattered out, and all his strength seemed to flow with the blood.

The big knife, which was not very heavy, was no longer able to lift it.

"Don't worry, you won't die, at least you won't die in this war, but you will definitely die in the future, you will definitely die because of me, wait, I will give you back everything you have done tenfold."

I sneered and pushed the little fat man away, and he staggered backwards, and countless swords collided behind him, chopping him into pulp.

In this game, I won't kill him with my own hands, because I'm not sure if I will be killed by Zheng Tianyu if I raise a knife to my comrade-in-arms.

After all, one of those three kills was to delay the fighter.

said that it was a delay in the fighter, but in fact, isn't it Zheng Tianyu?

The mouth is slightly crooked, and you delay the fighter, damn it, and then you were killed inexplicably.

It's too unjust to die like this, so I'd rather push the little fat man into the enemy than kill him with my own hands.

Watching the little fat man being chopped into mashed meat, I returned to the back of Uncle Picky with peace of mind.

With Uncle Picky Foot in front of me, I was barely injured and survived the battle unharmed.

Back in the theater, I used the dim lights as a cover to hide myself.

Uncle Picky looked at me very strangely, and doubts flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"Suspicious of me?" I smiled, not caring what his eyes were.

"It's just a little strange why you threw that little fat man in there." Although Uncle Picky Feet didn't care much about his face, he actually saw it all.

I looked at him and didn't answer immediately, but asked another question.

"You've fought in this kind of war before?"

"See? Participated in several large-scale combat games, cold weapons. Uncle Foot Picker raised his arm and motioned for me to look at his muscles.

It can be seen that Uncle Picks Feet is indeed very strong, and his arms are at least thicker than normal people.

"Now to answer your question, he and I used to be from the same town, except that he left the town with an old player, and then they ......"

"It's really complicated love and hate, needless to say, it must be that this kid wants to get something in the town, so he returns to the town and kills everyone except you."

Uncle Foot Picker laughed, completely skeptical of what I said, and even suspected that I was lying to him.

I scratched my head and whispered, "You've guessed most of the time, but one thing, they didn't kill everyone in the town, they just killed all the newcomers in our town. ”

"Slaughtering newcomers? It's too much. Uncle Picky Feet smiled and spoke very lightly, obviously trusting me negatively.

I looked at him for a long time, then turned away from him, pretending not to know him.

"Hey, boy, you can't tell the truth, right?"

Uncle Picky Feet looked at me like this, and his trust rose a lot.

"Trick you into having money to spend? Or can you get out of the game? ”

"Neither."

"Then I don't have to lie to you, besides, it's no good to lie to you, so why waste this brainpower and time." I looked at the stage, and it was clear that I didn't want to talk to Uncle Pick.

Uncle Picky stared at me with a strange look, and it was clear that he didn't believe what I said.

But I didn't explain too much, some things are not clear, such as the things left by Zhao Jiulu in the town, why Qinglan Town is hostile to everyone, and so on.

Instead of explaining so many useless things, it is better to think more about how to survive and pit the little fat man to death.

And I'm more worried that the name of Qinglan Town will attract more hidden enemies.

At that time, I'm afraid that I won't be thinking about how to kill the little fat man, and all my brain power will have to guard against attacks from other people.

"Boy, if you're telling the truth, this guy is damned, but if you're not telling the truth......"

"Uncle, just watch it later, no matter what the situation is, he will be desperate to kill me, if you don't believe it, just wait and see."

I didn't bother to talk to this uncle and continued to look at the stage.

The curtain on the stage had already fallen, and Zheng Tianyu stood next to the curtain, the Daguan knife in his hand hanging low, and he was ready to ask questions.