At the registration point, the rugged registrar scolded impatiently, and after asking, the man in charge of the fire would use a soldering iron to imprint a symbol on the face of the desolate man, a five-pointed star!

A terrible scream followed by a murmur behind the long queue.

"Hiss——!"

"It must hurt, right?"

There was a low sound.

Hearing that the registrar was impatient, he slapped the table suddenly.

"Fuck, don't make a noise!"

"Delayed Lao Tzu's time, Lao Tzu jumped on you with a shot!"

Soon, the desolate people in line were silenced, and it was time to go to Peng Yu'an.

"Name, age, that penalty...!"

"Peng Yu'an, Sixteenth, Tenth Exile..."

After saying that, there was a sneer in the long line, and the laughter was grim.

"A guy who hasn't grown up even the hair dares to come to the death game?"

"Maybe it's crooked!?"

But when he said this, he attracted the opposition of another lean man.

"You know what, it's better this way, sixteen, what the is competitive? Lao Tzu's first waist card is there, and none of you are allowed to rob me! ”

Bang bang bang!

The table was banging again!

There was a loud discussion behind him, which caused the registrar to shout angrily again, and his saliva was flying.

"A bunch of untouchables, unruly, unorderly! No wonder you are only worthy of being the lowest person in this life, do you think that if you pass the death game, you will be noble? ”

"Isn't the pig brand on your face just to prove that you're still a breed!?"

"Shut up all your stinky mouths!"

No one in the line dared to respond to the rugged and sturdy registrar's abuse, and after the registrar scolded, he made a look, and the other registrar pulled out a soldering iron.

Peng Yu'an didn't dodge, and let the fiery red iron Luo on his face, the heart-piercing pain almost made him faint!

But from beginning to end, Peng Yu'an didn't say a word, only his eyelids jumped slightly.

Seeing this, a group of desolate people behind them couldn't help but raise their eyebrows, although they were not afraid of this pain, but their faces did not change this kind of endurance, they could not do it as an adult!

How can a sixteen-year-old boy remain silent in the face of such great pain?

Hiss——!

Phew——!

Couldn't help it, the desolate man behind took a deep breath.

Seeing this, the registrar glanced at Peng Yu'an coldly.

Perhaps it was because of Peng Yuan'an's perseverance that was different from his peers that the registrar somewhat understood why the sixteen-year-old boy in front of him dared to participate in the death game.

Because what is projected from his eyes is not only firmness, but also the cold yin owl!

The rugged registrar immediately threw away a waist card.

"Take it, get out early, don't die on the first day of registration!"

The words of the registrar are more like a reminder!

He took the waist card, which was engraved with Peng Yu'an's name and region, as well as the numbered code: 210, which was a symbol of the participants in the death game.

"So, that's what they said about the waist card?"

After taking the waist card, Peng Yu'an forgot the pain on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he somewhat understood what the two people said just now.

Since you have to prove that you want to win the strongest among the 300 people, how do you prove that you survived after participating in the death game? Then the waist card and the face mark are the best proof of this.

Or is it that this kind of hunting death game also has a rule for collecting other people's waist cards?

Peng Yu'an was suspicious, but before he left, he saw the eyes of those desolate people looking at him, plus the answers of the desolate people behind him.

Peng Yu was sure in his heart.

The mark on the face is to prove that you are a participant, in the same kind of person who participates, you can escape, you can also choose to kill him, as for the waist card, it should be the final closing of the game, according to how much you collect the waist card, and then determine the reward, right?

At the same time, Peng Yu'an also learned another useful news, that is, the exile area of the competition, in addition to the tenth exile area where he is located, there is also the eleventh!

"That is, every two exiles are designated as a play area?"

Looking at the waist card in his hand, Peng Yu'an pondered for a long time, and felt that this thing seemed to be useful!

Turning around to leave, Peng Yu'an was ready to try his luck at the No. 10 hunting ground again.

But at this time, a strange voice suddenly sounded in his head.

[Warning: Danger is coming!] 】

[Then the side quest is triggered: solve the danger and reward 300 bone coins!] 】

Peng Yu'an's brain jerked, and suddenly, there was a chill behind him, and then he heard a whooshing sound of breaking the air!

"Bring it, little bastard!"

Peng Yu'an turned his head suddenly, his pupils constricted instantly, and he saw a stone axe whirring in the air, slamming towards his head.

Peng Yu'an couldn't help but twitch his eyes, his body instinctively leaned back, and just like that, the stone axe swirled the tip of his nose and slashed on the dead tree behind him.

Bang!

A big hole was cut in the trunk of the tree, Peng Yu'an was shocked, enough to imagine that if this blow hit the back of his head, he was afraid that his brain would splash everywhere? !

Sneak attack, shameless!

Anger surged up in his heart, Peng Yu'an clenched the dagger in his hand, turned his head and glared at the two lean men, one weighing the spear in his hand and waiting for the opportunity to move, and the other smiled at the corner of his mouth!

It was the same two people in the team who were taunting him just now.

"The little bastard is good, but since you have already participated, there is nothing to say, either be killed by us, or hand over the waist card and give yourself a break!"

The man with the spear sneered wildly, looking at Peng Yu'an as if he were looking at his prey.

In their eyes, the sixteen-year-old boy in front of them is the first head they have won when they step into the game of death!

In the face of danger, Peng Yu'an's eyes did not refuse, he slowly held the dagger in his hand, stretched out his tongue, and licked it gently, as if he had hunted wild boars before, his eyes began to narrow slightly, and the killing intent was permeated.

Rub ——!

Brush ——!

Peng Yu'an began to move, without saying a word, as fast as a cheetah, he kicked the ground and began to dive, the two men were stunned at first, they thought that this young man would be afraid.

But they dreamed that not only was he not afraid, but he was head-on!

Gradually, the two of them sneered in a low voice: "Then give you a happy death!" ”

Although the death game registration point, this kind of thing often happens, fighting between the desolate, snatching the waist card, and looking for the jackpot!

But it was also the first time they had seen a sixteen-year-old boy playing with two adults, and for a while, the desolate people who were about to move were shocked.

"That kid...? Lose your marbles? Didn't he know that he was facing the villains of District Eleven? ”

"Rape, murder and robbery, two guys who do all kinds of evil?"

"There's no chance of winning at all!"

For a while, even the two registrars were attracted by this scene, and the rugged man couldn't help but call.

"Lao Zhang, 200 bone coins, I'll press that kid to win!"

"It should be a good seedling, if you can enter the fortress, you will definitely be appreciated by Master Tong!"

When the middle-aged man who poured firewood heard this, he looked at it and smiled faintly.

"200 bones? Why don't I give it to you directly? ”

But when the surrounding wilderness was not optimistic about Peng Yu'an, Peng Yu'an had already approached the two of them.

The spearman just wanted to raise his spear and stab, but the strange thing is!

Peng Yu'an turned sideways, and the dagger in his hand was like lightning, instantly piercing the man's abdomen.

"Hmm——!"

Sharply spun around again, sneering——!

Blood splattered and shocked the audience!