Snowmark's fingers swept across the field, sweeping all those who besieged him, and everyone who was pointed at felt a chill on their backs, as if they were being stared at by a wild beast. He was obviously unarmed, how could he be so powerful?

Everyone was afraid of his momentum for a while and did not dare to act rashly, and the scene calmed down again for a while.

This team gathered almost all the elites of the newcomers of Nian Shi, but they were suppressed by the momentum of a teenager who was covered in mud and had just been trampled underfoot, which was indeed a rare situation. If they knew that Snow Mark was an ordinary person who had not awakened, they didn't know how they would feel.

The finger of the snow mark not only pierced the backs of the people in the arena, but also seemed to penetrate the artificial sky of the arena and pointed to the audience, making the Pope and the president feel like pins and needles.

When the Pope heard this, he immediately felt a gloom on his face, others did not know, but he could see that Snow Mark was not a capable person, and this sentence sounded to him not only as a young man who fell into a trap accusing the meanness of the person who set the trap, but also with a bit of accusation from the incompetent against the world in which the capable person lived, and against him, the ruler of Jerusalem.

His old face was red and white, and he was unhappy but it was inconvenient to show it, but fortunately, the president next to him, Pissarro, seemed to feel the same way, so he didn't notice his gaffe.

Snow Scar didn't say anything harsh, but his hatred was already palpable, and everyone present could see that his anger seemed to erupt, and knew that he would not give up. Some of the people in the crowd had even subconsciously ducked backwards, as if they didn't want to be remembered by the snow marks.

Finally, Snowmark's gaze fell on Little Red Riding Hood's corpse.

"Everybody will pay!"

With a bang, a gunshot rang out, and it was the first person to shoot, but it didn't hit the snow marks, which had already scurried into the reeds at the moment he shot, and he used his stealth skills to escape.

After Curry fired, everyone followed, and suddenly the gunfire rang out, and the spears, darts, bows and arrows all flew in the direction where the snow marks fled.

"Did you really get away?" muttered the first. He had already felt it when he confronted Snowmark just now, Snowmark was not afraid of his gun, obviously had the confidence to avoid his bullets, Curry and his confrontation was not fearful, but waiting for the right time to shoot. He shot at the seemingly distracted moment when he looked at Little Red Riding Hood's corpse in the snow marks, but he didn't expect to be dodged by him.

Several people tried to continue the pursuit, but Curry raised his hand to stop them.

"Forget it, don't waste your energy for this little role. ”

Acting in the Jerusalem Arena consumes mental power, and if too much mental power is wasted in pursuit, then it may be lost in the next battle, and everyone is not willing to waste more mental energy, so when they hear the "first person" say this, they all stop and stop pursuing.

"Hmph, to put it bluntly, with his strength, even any of us may not be able to beat it, and he is ruthless, it's ridiculous!" said the little fat man beside the first person. It would be a shame to let Snow Mark escape from under his hands, so he had to say something to kill the other party's prestige to save some of the situation, at least on a psychological level.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone reacted and echoed it.

"It's just big talk. ”

"Don't let me meet him, I have to skin him when I see him. ”

"It's just a little mouse, and after a while, maybe it will run out of mind and die. ”

While everyone was talking, Curry, the "first man", didn't say a word, he held his forehead with one hand and seemed to be thinking about something.

In the arena audience, people were in a commotion, as if a goal had finally been scored in the second half of the game, and the emotions of the audience were excited, and everyone pointed at Snow Marks, mostly in praise, and Snow Marks' wit and bravery left a deep impression on people. More people cut to this side and began to focus on the development of the battle between Snow Marks and the "First Man" group.

It's even more dramatic in the box. The mood of the Pope and the President has taken a turn for the worse. The Pope watched the unexpected development stunned, while Pissarro was delighted to the point of losing his temper.

"Haha, I'm sorry, Pope, this boiled duck made him fly!hahahaha!" Pissarro slapped his thigh and laughed. The gentleness and majesty when he spoke on the rostrum just now all disappeared, and it was like two people, and Vice President Yamaji was silent on the side, his head full of black lines.

The good thing is that it's in the box, and no one else can see it.

He knew that this was what the president was, and that on the surface he was a philanthropic old gentleman, but in fact he was an old rascal with all kinds of poisons! He was no less interested in betting than the Pope, so the two hit it off. However, it is rare to see him so excited, and it seems that this assessment has allowed him to temporarily let go of the burden of the president and truly immerse himself in the joy of enjoying the game.

"Damn! Curry, this kid is really uncompromising!" the Pope sighed.

Pissarro laughed a few times, and also felt his gaffe, and quickly reined in, he straightened his neckline and bow tie, and wiped the slightly messy hair to the back of his head with the palm of his hand. The expression was a little serious, but the joy still involuntarily slowly appeared on his face,

"I didn't expect this kid to come up with such a brilliant idea, how many years has that fruit been in the arena? I was a little surprised, I chose him on a whim before, but now it seems that he really chose the right one. ”

"Hmph! There is also a bit of luck in the success of this trick, and it is not because Curry's group of children have been pampered since childhood, grew up in the city, and have never seen any dirty mess, which gave him a chance. If you are so squeamish, sooner or later you will suffer a big loss. If he is on the battlefield, even if he endures the stench, he must be killed to prevent future troubles. ”

The people in the room would faint if they heard the Pope's words, and their voices were: "Your Excellency, you don't know how exciting the smell is!"

"That's nature, that's nature, it's just a fluke. President Pissarro said with a smile, but what he had in mind was that the Pope was now in a state of rage, and he had to leave him a little bit of face, or he might have to take the opportunity to pay the bill.

"This kid can come up with such an idea to get out of trouble, it's a bit witty, but it's a fool's dream to win just by relying on this, obviously he has no ability to think, but he still shouts at them, I really don't know where he got the confidence. ”

"Hehe, don't say it so absolutely, I have a different opinion, ordinary people often show superhuman strength in desperate situations, and those who are capable are arrogant, because they always have the ability to rely on, so they are slightly inferior in survival instinct. ”

"Oh, it seems that you are still very optimistic about this child, even if he has no mental ability at all? Moreover, he doesn't seem to have noticed that Jerusalem collects interest at all, and his weak mental energy is about to be exhausted, and even if he has any powerful tricks, he will not be able to use any powerful tricks at that time. ”

"The resilience of life may be beyond our imagination. Pissarro touched his chin and smiled.

"Hehe, then let's wait and see. ”