The once arrogant first team was cleaned up by the two of us, not only was Wu Buping stunned, but even the chaotic performers were so frightened that they retreated, not daring to rush up to pick up the bargain.

Some timid people didn't even dare to look at it, and when everyone hadn't reacted, they quietly smeared oil on the soles of their feet and slipped away.

By now, there was no need for the gladiatorial arena to continue, and Chen Wuye and I were like two tigers entering the sheepfold, completely destroying the balance of the game.

This phenomenon is obviously not a scene that the rich people like to see, who have spent money to gather so many talented people to come to the Age of Plutocracy, just to see the bizarre methods and bloody scenes.

Only this bloody scene can stimulate their hearts, which have long since become indifferent. Especially Chen Wuye and I don't like to kill, even if we completely defeat the first team, only two people died, and they were killed by Wu Buping.

Someone in the stands suddenly said coldly: "Security team! ”

Suddenly the lights brightened overhead, and a shrill bell rang throughout the gladiatorial arena. Chen Wuye and I were stunned for a moment, and then two beams of light locked onto us.

The gate of the semi-enclosed gladiatorial arena slammed open, and a team of heavily armed soldiers strode in, wearing black tactical uniforms and carrying American-style Colt submachine guns, one by one murderous, directly surrounding Chen Wuye and me.

The sudden change made the performers in the gladiatorial arena all stunned, the performers were fighting to the death here, what did this group of security teams in charge of protection work do out?

In the face of the heavily armed security team and the muzzle of the black hole, Chen Wuye and I seemed extremely calm. I even carefully wiped the ghost post I had just gotten in my hand and put it close to my body.

After all this, I slowly said to the stands: "Bosses, can you give me an explanation?" ”

Despite the pain in my eyes from the lights above my head, I saw the rich man who was giving orders. The man was about fifty years old, well-dressed, and looked imposing. It's just that a pair of triangular eyes give him a cold and sinister feeling.

Faced with my questioning, the rich man sneered and said, "Bring it on!" ”

His voice resounded through the loudspeaker throughout the arena, and four or five armed soldiers rushed at me with guns, and one of them kicked me in the crook of the leg.

The crook of my leg is also something that a normal soldier can kick? Instead of kicking me, he staggered by the crook of my leg and almost didn't fall to the ground. The man was so angry that he pointed his submachine gun at my head and said viciously, "Look for death!" ”

On the opposite side, more than a dozen submachine guns were aimed at me and Chen Wuye, as long as Chen Wuye and I made the slightest move, countless bullets would hit me and cover the face. The lethality of this submachine gun at close range is extremely impressive, and Chen Wuye and I have to be beaten into a sieve even if we are iron men.

Unless we use special means to take out this group of soldiers armed with submachine guns. But in that case, we can be regarded as completely offending the rich people in the Age of Plutocracy. We were sure to deal with the dozen or so soldiers in front of us, but we were not sure about dealing with the security team on the entire ship.