The 10 masked maniacs of the Puppet Tribe, armed with rifles or pistols covered in bloody lines, are shooting at their temples to provoke the opposing tribes, or they carry their guns casually on their shoulders with the muzzle facing the front and downward.

"Prepare to die,!" With their chin pulled and grimacing, the masked maniacs seem to be quite angry, especially in the underground arena of Mad Moxi, where the threat of death at any moment is heartfelt and exhilarating, as if all the cells in the body are trembling, adrenaline is secreted and filled all over the body, and of course, the essential dopamine, a substance that is secreted in large quantities by the human brain during sexual *high* orgasms.

So how did the high tide of the mask maniacs come about, please look at the big screen that is being demonstrated.

It was the edge of the arena all the way to the other end, in the center of the hanging wall, under the holographic projection technology, a sexy little girl was crossing her thighs, her feet on the desk, and staring at everyone with her hands on her chest, she was scantily dressed and hot, and the picture was so beautiful that everyone's eyes widened.

"Ahh The masked maniacs covered their mouths in unison and made crazy epileptic movements, "Ah, no, I'm already out!" ”

So the whole underground competition has not yet begun, and the crotch of all the masked maniacs is immediately soaked, which is really a very happy thing.

"Hmm...... It's disgusting! But Mosie didn't feel any joy in it, she waved in disgust, as if to repel mosquitoes and flies, "If it weren't for the fact that I could make money, I wouldn't want to be with these masked maniacs for a moment!" ”

Although she has a debauched personality and likes to fish for *Kai*, the men she usually finds are relatively handsome, or very rich, such as Marcus, and for these perverted psychopaths and fighting self-masochism, she naturally has no ideas, if she really has ideas, then the mind is very dangerous.

Thinking of this, Miss Moxi's originally playful and charming smile also became cold, she looked at a group of masked maniacs who were making lewd gestures on the big screen, and were still shouting, "Can the winner be accompanied by Mosie", pursed her lips to show disgust, and then cleared her throat into the microphone in front of her, and said, "Please get ready, heroes, enter the competition after the 15-second countdown." ”

As her words fell, the masked maniacs all geared up, changing their sluggish appearance after the just now, and they were all eager to try. The audience couldn't help but let out a boo, and Miss Mosie forgot her usual provocative opening words and posturing because she was so disgusted with the masked maniacs that this is one of the most basic ways for "Crazy Mosie's Underground Arena" to attract people to spend money and make money.

Money, blood, beautiful women, violence, shredded corpses, these are the things that the faithless natives and robber maniacs of the borderlands of Stephenia talk about the most, unlike the treasure hunters who put money first but at least talk about morality and goodness, they don't have even the slightest principle.

Several platforms rose up, forming a patchwork of different heights, and the masked maniacs were in the middle of the ground and the wall, preparing their weapons, but they couldn't see each other's location.

"5~4~3~2~1, start!" With the electronic countdown sound, the masked maniac's underground competition officially began.

"Oh, now I can finally rest for a while." Miss Mosie beckoned to a few of her subordinates, "Bring me a bitter cup of sweet coffee, sugar and milk should be just right." ”

"I'll go, Miss Mosie!" Several subordinates looked at him very hotly, and then rushed to make coffee, as if they were offering courtesy, but in fact.

Sure enough, if a woman is attractive, she is good at doing things.

Seeing this scene, Miss Mosie couldn't help but shake her hair, showing a slight smug smile on her face, according to the current situation, even if she deducted all the salaries of her subordinates, as long as she put on a tempting gesture, they would definitely not refuse, of course, in the long run, she has not put into practice this tempting idea.

Now that the game has officially begun, because the venue of this competition is a maze of madness, those masked maniacs with idiots can't turn around, and they are all road idiots, give them an hour to estimate that they can get out of this place, and this is also one of the appetizers of the aftershow that the audience started, they will shout "stupid *", and from the overlook image and real-time video provided by the holographic projection above the audience, enjoy the ridiculous scene of a group of masked maniacs spinning around like headless flies, and have fun with it.

So within an hour, Miss Mosie would be able to relax a little, but that didn't mean she could do nothing. Mosie has to pose seductively in front of the screen to drink coffee, and it is better to lick her lips to make people feel misunderstood, and this can attract the audience's attention and make more money.

"Miss Mosie, it's not good!"

However, just as Mosie was relaxing, a panicked report came from her male subordinates, "Oh no, no, no." ”

"What's wrong? It's so panicked! Mosie suddenly looked dissatisfied, but before she could show the majesty of her superiors, the words of several subordinates surprised her.

"Those masked maniacs have figured out their way, they've now met each other and started fighting the fire!"

"What!" Mosie was suddenly surprised, she casually put the coffee cup in her hand on the table, and then turned and walked quickly towards the big screen, her hips twisted and twisted due to the rapid movement, and several men who watched swallowed their saliva.

"Bang la boom", "boom boom" and "boom lala" and at this time, a gorgeous battle is being staged on the screen.

Explosions, electric shocks, corrosion, and a full-screen burst of flames, the masked maniacs shot each other with very powerful weapons, and soon more than half of each side was killed in the confrontation due to the use of various powerful weapons.

The audience was shocked to lose their eyes, they were shocked by this, there were so many accidents that happened today, the masked maniacs actually knew the way, and they also had such powerful weapons.

It's really ...... It's so exciting, it's like a carnival!

The crowd began to cheer, and some even poured large sums of money directly into this crazy arena to seek a stake.

In this way, Mosie undoubtedly sent it this time, but she was not happy at all now.

Miss Mosie stared at everything in the center of the field in a daze, and even forgot the commentary of the game.

"Damn*, how can there be so many dangerous weapons, our arena tofu scum project can't afford it at the moment!" Mosie pinched her chest tightly and rubbed and squeezed, "Oh no, they're going to ruin this ...... Can anyone tell me what the hell is going on! ”

"Miss Mosie, please be calm." One of the subordinates swallowed, then stared at her pretty face and said, "I think all of this may be the credit of the arms dealer who has suddenly risen recently." ”

"Galactic Arms Dealer?" For this kind of big event, in fact, as a big boss, it is naturally impossible for Mo Qian not to know.

"That's right, it's the Galactic Arms Dealer, who peddled very sophisticated survey instruments to masked maniacs and even everyone, making our Maze of Madness today ineffective, and also selling a lot of powerful high-energy weapons, so it created today's situation."

"Damn Galactic Arms Dealer!" Mo Qian couldn't help but show a fierce light in her eyes when she heard this, she looked at her beloved arena being ravaged alive by the mask maniacs, and her heart was dripping blood, but she gave money for the audience to watch well, so she didn't take any measures, "I hate mask maniacs...... I hate the Galactic Arms Dealers! ”

She said with a look of disgust, daring to blend her hatred for the masked maniac with her hatred for the galactic arms dealers.

In addition, there are also people who hate the galactic arms dealers, and naturally those other arms dealers who have been robbed of their business.

Take Marcus, for example.

"Oh, that's pretty annoying." At this time, he was watching a show in front of a TV with a big belly, and on the table were things like Starbucks coffee drinks and hamburgers and so-called Orleans grilled wings.

"To be a man to be Edison Chen, to open a house with a camera, to engage in a small base, hello everyone, welcome to today's network wing news comprehensive, our pig network today to bring you what special news, please see the news introduction broadcast:

The* tribe was unexpectedly wiped out, and the treasure hunters shined;

The unlicensed doctor Zadeh and the zoologist Mr. Iron Arm claim to have jointly developed a mating method for sandworms, which may have the potential to replace the pseudo-Niang 69 formula;

The tribal ranking battle has been kneeling for 15 consecutive games, and the tribe may become the second biggest loser;

Handsome Jack has once again captured a major force, claiming that he will lead the liberation of the entire Stilante β;

The three major hooligans are beginning to emerge, the EU rushed to land on the Stillantia β star, and negotiated cooperation with local forces, and Zoomlion and the United States may become the biggest losers.

The Galaxy Arms Dealer has risen strongly, and its identity is mysterious and unpredictable, and many reporters sent out by our station have disappeared......"

"Oh,!" Hearing this news, Marcus couldn't sit still any longer, he squeezed the coffee can in his hand to a rattle, and a large black liquid splattered out of the can and hit the ceiling, looking like black dog blood shooting out.

"Damn galactic arms dealers." He had a straight face, full of resentment, but he looked a little cute because of his fat face, oh no, please forgive me for using the word just now, it should be said to be funny.

Naturally, the radio station couldn't take care of Marcus's emotions, and continued to make detailed news broadcasts, but the order of detailed broadcasts was completely opposite to the content of the newsletter, so Marcus heard the news he didn't want to hear again, "Galaxy Arms Dealers, is a mysterious arms trafficking organization, it is rumored that there are only two members of this organization, well, he doesn't necessarily take the elite route, which can't help but remind us of the original big arms dealer Marcus, who once fell out with customers because of 10 yuan and solved it......"

"Hmm......" Hearing the radio broadcast like this, Marcus snorted, as if he was extremely suppressing the anger in his heart, he really wanted to smash the TV in front of him, and then copy the guy to the net wing to make a fuss.

However, the pig nets trapped the animals in there, so that these strange creatures would not jump out and bite people.

Reassuring himself, Marcus trembled and chewed on the burger again, then continued reading.

"Ah, of course Marcus is not as good as 'Egg Breaker Arms', yes, you heard it right, the Galactic Arms Dealers call themselves 'Egg Breaker Arms', what a gorgeous and domineering name, I think the audience here also thinks so. As long as they have money, they can sell everything, from surveyors to all kinds of powerful individual weapons, and even include one of the three major rogue * Zoomlion's high-end beam pistol, they have everything, and they are inexpensive, so compared to one of them, Marcus is simply scum......"

It's scum...... It's scum...... It's scum......

Slag ...... Slag ...... Slag ......

Dregs...... Dregs...... Dregs......

A series of ghost animal characters continued to sound in the bottom of Marcus's heart, which directly made his face pale, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and even the hamburger and french fries in his hand fell to the ground because he couldn't hold them steadily.

"Okay, so now we're going to interview a user of the Egg Breaker Arms and see what he thinks of the product. Hello sir, what do you think of the Galactic Arms Dealers? ”

The scene shifts to a masked maniac who is picking at his own.

"Oh, Galactic Arms Dealer?" The mask maniac was attracted by the show, he immediately raised his head, and then raised his hands to pull his face, but his emotions suddenly became excited, "The smasher arms are gods, and the galaxy arms dealer is a god, hahahaha!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a red submachine gun from his waist, pointed it at the reporter next to him in an instant, and then immediately pulled the trigger.

The bullets from the submachine gun poured out, hitting the reporter and turning it into a sieve, but this was only the beginning, as the bullet hit the reporter's body, suddenly a large flame came out of the reporter's body, and the flame quickly burned the reporter's body, and it was really even a crematorium.

"Aha, the Egg Breaker Arms is a fucking god! This weapon is capable of breathing fire, this stupid * is now burned to death by me hahaha, I used it to burn my beautiful and beautiful wife, hahahahahahaha, Marcus's arms can't be compared to him at all, it's a scumbag......"

In front of the screen, the masked maniac laughs hysterically, vividly interpreting madness and tyranny.

It's scum!

Scum!

Dregs!

"It's scum! It's scum! It's all scum! Ahhh......h

And as an egg breaker, oh shouldn't say that he is the undertaker of the shipcrusher arms itself, the galactic arms dealer is actually not in a very good mood.

Ike was a little unmotivated, and he was leaning back in a boss's chair with a Magnum pistol in his hand.

Beside him, Zhen Wuyu is helping him contact and find customers, and is constantly negotiating remote business, which can be said to give full play to the phrase "there is something to do with the secretary", but you can't do nano warriors without nothing.

At this time, they were in a temporary office space, and the X3 aviation aircraft was naturally used many times, but they also had a lot of time to walk and enter the various tribes, so they often created temporary office space.

As for how to create it, it is naturally to use the "grinding gun" skill, so Zhen Wuyu was suddenly surprised by Ike's technique of building houses with his bare hands, and she still thought that this was a skill attached to the nano biochemical suit.

"Okay, now report on today's business, Zhen Wuyu." After being silent for a while, Ike suddenly raised his head, looked at the female comrade-in-arms wearing a nano biochemical suit next to him, and said to her.

"Okay, Ike." Zhen Wuyu had a serious and capable look on her face, she looked at her light brain and said, "The Cheap * tribe sold a total of 628 AC-1s, including a little tactical attachment, which was a little saturated compared to before, and earned a total of 2.936 million interstellar coins, and the green tea tribe sold 1357 ZH228 pieces, earning a total of 5.728 million interstellar coins...... Summed, a total of 476 million yuan of interstellar coins. ”

The names of the tribes and forces came out of her mouth, and although the money she made today was not as much as she had at her peak, it was also a staggering amount, after all, they were running around the world. And Ike's arms have been in short supply since he took the sky, and even then he has a very limited number of guns he makes every day, which is of course to create a seller's market.

"Well, that's good." Ike nodded, he should have been smiling after making so much money, but strangely, Ike still had an expressionless dead face at this time, and he didn't look so happy.

There's a reason for that, of course.

"Hey, Egg Breaker, can I interview you?" At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

"It's the journalists again." Zhen Wuyu also looked expressionless, she and Ike glanced at each other, and then the two immediately activated the mask mode to cover their faces.

The "creak" door was instantly opened by Ike, who was walking in the front, and then he slowly raised his right hand, as if he was slowing down the camera.

"Bang" Magnum's bullet exploded the reporter's skull, and blood and brains splattered everywhere.

"I hate ......," Ike said slowly, looking at the corpse with a blank face, "I hate the 'Egg Breaker Arms'." ”