The mutant jailer sneered and taunted Wu Feng for picking the wrong weapon: "Do you want to shield yourself and live a little longer?" It's a pity that this broken copper and iron can't save you in the slightest. ”

The old man also lamented, and was angry: "Young man, you are young and strong, you should choose a sharp weapon like the dog king, and after the war, you will have a chance to kill the jailer with a knife." ”

Wu Feng was indifferent and motioned for Wu Ying to choose.

Wu Ying picked a bow and arrow.

Short compound bow.

In the last days, in order to protect themselves, girls will also come into contact with weapons, but limited by physical strength, they regain the choice of guns, bows and arrows and other non-contact weapons, and the same is true for Wu Ying, who has practiced bows and arrows for several months before.

But Wu Feng knew that Wu Ying was very talented on the shooting range and could hit nine out of ten shots, but in actual combat, he would panic and the hit rate was very poor.

The others also stepped forward one after another to choose weapons, but Wu Feng could see that these people had no will to fight at all, let alone the confidence to win, and their hands and feet were trembling.

This kind of team, no matter how many people there are, is a burden.

A cold glint flashed in Wu Feng's eyes.

He never forgot how these people sneered at his brothers and sisters in cell A09.

In the Colosseum, what did the old man say about the grasshoppers on a rope, wanting to encourage himself and the dog king to charge into battle and die for them?

Hehe, how could it be.

Wu Feng said to Wu Ying in a deep voice: "For a while, follow me closely." ”

"Yes!"

Wu Ying nodded.

When all the prisoners of A09 trembled, walked to the center of the field, the mutant audience in the Colosseum reached the peak of boiling!

A mutant host, using extremely inflammatory language, is introducing something, it is estimated that it is to introduce the identities of Wu Feng's people, because they made a small mistake, they will be massacre by the mutant jailers today.

Fortunately, in order to show fairness, the host also introduced the rules in human language.

The rules are simple, just one sentence.

There are no rules.

Survivors can use any means to besiege and kill mutants.

As long as the mutants die, the remaining survivors will live.

But the more relaxed the rules, the more frightened the survivors became.

The mutants have become so powerful that they are arrogant, and one person singles out about 30 of them, and there is no helper.

On the opposite side, the mutant jailer, two meters tall, walked up, holding a spear three meters long.

Such a heavy spear, if it was used by a human samurai, could only be fixed to assassinate, but under the terrifying power of the mutants, it was like an arm and a finger, round and likely, making people shudder when they looked at it.

This is just a D-class mutant, the lowest level of mutant samurai.

But nearly 30 survivors, in front of it, were like natural dwarves, and their aura was completely suppressed.

“KILL！ KILL！ ”

The mutants shouted in a language that the survivors could understand, in order to spread the terror.

"Greet your fate! A distant relative of my evolutionary! ”

The mutant jailer swam up at a rapid pace, and the speed was amazing.

The scales on his tail, which seem to be the same as those on the belly of snakes, have the effect of rubbing against the ground to speed up walking, making him very fast.

The old man screamed: "Dog King, Wu Feng, go up..."

Who knows, the three dog kings, screamed, turned around and ran!

The other inmates in cell A09 were confused.

Wu Feng didn't leave, but he didn't make a move, just testing on the side whether the talents and skills he had tempered from the space could take effect in reality.

"Steel!"

"Impregnable!"

"Shield Strike!"

The result made Wu Feng excited, and the skill talents he obtained from adventuring the reincarnation world were all effective!

One night ago, he was a weak man who had no power to fight back against mutants, and when he woke up, he was already a strong generation of people with strong confidence, experience, and skills!

The mutant jailer, not surprised by the escape of the Dog King and the others, pounced on the crowd with a sly smile.

His desire to kill, unleashed to his heart's content.

In the old man's hand, there were a few throwing axes, and after throwing them out indiscriminately, he turned around and ran.

He only had time to run two steps, when suddenly a spear from the wind pierced his heart and was nailed to the ground!

Burst!

Under the impact of the spear and the action of inertia, the old man's body was still in the air, running two steps, and the scene was a little funny for a while.

But he was finally pierced through his heart and crucified to the ground.

The audience burst into cheers!

The mutant jailer licked his lips and came up to pull out the spear, bringing out a handful of blood.

The old man lay on the ground without looking at him.

The mutant jailer rushed into the crowd again, killing on a killing spree.

Those survivors who had taunted Wu Feng were spineless and fled in all directions when they really faced the mutants.

Wu Feng looked coldly at these people who were in the dungeon, intriguing, and stealing their lives, killed one by one, and were indifferent.

Wu Ying said in a trembling voice: "Or, let's go help them?" ”

Wu Feng shook his head: "In the dungeon, they fell into the well and sneered at us, why should we save them in turn?" ”

Wu Feng is not the Holy Mother, others have hurt him and mocked him, he will not laugh it off.

In his opinion, when these people choose to steal their lives, dogs and flies, and rush to betray their kind, they, as proud human souls, are already dead, and they are only a shell waiting to rot.

Wu Feng was not interested in saving these rotten bodies.

The survivors of cell A09 scattered and fled in all directions, fearing that they would escape slowly.

On the Colosseum, there were bursts of boos.

The mutants threw their food and drink at the survivors in the arena in anger, as if angry that they fled without a fight, and a duel turned into a one-sided slaughter.

One by one, the jailers chased them, caught up, killed.

The survivors had no heart to resist one by one, kneeling on the ground, begging, crying bitterly, but the end was already doomed, one by one they were pierced through the heart by spears, and even directly inserted into human heads, stringed up like sugar gourds.

It only took a few minutes for the jailer to kill all the adults in A09.

A few children, cowering and retreating.

The jailer disdained to bypass them, his eyes were grim, and he glanced at the Dog King and Wu Feng.

The Dog King only wanted to sacrifice others and consume the jailer's physical strength, but now he had no way to avoid it, so he could only howl and pounce on the yellow dog Lai Gou, with a big sword, an axe, and a spear, attacking the mutant together.

The three of them dominated the dungeon, they were well fed, and their physical strength remained above normal level, and the three of them became tigers, fighting hard, and they really had a bit of fighting momentum!

In the Colosseum, there were bursts of cheers, and the audience was also excited.

"That's what makes sense."

The jailer licked his lips and swept away a thousand armies with a spear!

It has a strength of more than ten men, a terrifying brute force, and a volley erupts!

Lai Gou vomited blood and flew up, flew ten meters away, rolled in the grass, out of breath and in, and couldn't see it alive.

The yellow dog was so frightened that he was stabbed in the air by the jailer with his spear raised high!

The mutant jailer has been killing and killing, without the slightest hindrance, invincible, covered in blood, like a murderous demon crawling out of hell!