There are many ways to win disputes.

When facing a powerful enemy, the choice of head-on conflict is the most effective and helpless approach.

Zhou Congrong, who has been able to rule the Toutuoling Relay Station for more than ten years, is naturally not a fool, so in addition to putting poison gas and bribing fighters to block Lu Fuyan, of course, he has prepared other alternatives.

Now that the battle in the dungeon has obviously gotten out of control, and the phosgene that has been released in advance has not achieved the desired effect, in this case, Mr. Zhou obviously will not expect the stinky fish and shrimp on the field to create a miracle like the other three magistrates.

——In the middle of chess, it is better to abandon the son and win than to love the son to survive.

Therefore, he decisively activated the emergency plan, took the initiative to find the organizer of the duel, and filed a report on the issue of unfair competition.

"I received a tip before the start of the match that Nightingale Bar was trying to organize a large-scale poisoning of Group C players."

"You're kidding... How so? ”

"You think I'm joking?"

Zhou Congrong's eyes narrowed slightly, and his slender lips skimmed down a less obvious arc.

Under his eagle-like gaze, the staff of the organizer quickly lost the battle and took the initiative to make concessions...

"If that's the case, why didn't you tell us beforehand? Now that the game is underway, I'm afraid it's not good to intervene halfway..."

"I don't bother you in advance, because I believe that the Grand Duel Arena has a lot of experience in hosting related events, and I should prepare countermeasures in advance. But as it stands, your ability to do your job is disappointing. ”

“...”

That's not an impolite remark.

But when it was said by the most prominent magistrate at the relay station, the Grand Duel Arena was powerless to refute it at all.

If it weren't for the Nightingale Bar, which was also unaffordable for ordinary slave owners, the Grand Duel Arena would have sent a favor to Mr. Zhou to deal with the object of the report.

But this is not the case...

Before the curtain comes down on a duel that could directly affect the future distribution of power at the Relay Station, who can be sure which side will have the last laugh?

For the "middle class" of the Grand Duel Arena, which originally occupied part of the social resources, it is safer to stand on an absolutely neutral position and watch silently as a bystander than to take the risk of betting in advance and betting on the illusory subordinate dragon's first merit.

In fact, this is why the poisoning program was completely unaffected by the organizers before it was implemented.

They don't want to get involved in the tragic fight between the two sides at all.

Who poisons and who suffers, it is the means and internal forces of both sides, and it has nothing to do with the Grand Duel Arena.

However, man is not as good as heaven...

Even though the organizers were bent on avoiding trouble, Zhou Congrong's trick still forced them to make a choice at a critical moment.

"Since Mr. Zhou is skeptical of our ability to handle things, it is natural that the dueling arena cannot shield favoring any of the contestants - we agree that you will intervene in this play-in tournament in your own way and investigate any possible acts of unfair competition."

"Why don't you send the guards of the Grand Duel Arena to clear it directly?"

"If it's true that someone has maliciously gassed the dungeon, as you said, we need to ensure the safety of our own employees first."

The staff member who answered the question steadied himself and continued to speak

"But as I said before, we're not going to stop your men from taking over Group C for the time being – you can end the match with the professionals who provided the intelligence."

The influence of external powers is inevitable, but the Grand Dueling Arena, which has been operating in the inner city for many years, naturally has its own way of survival.

Faced with a major decision that may affect the ownership of the supreme power, they still firmly choose to take out the right and wrong, kick the ball back at Mr. Zhou's own feet, and let him decide the scale and direction of the conflict.

- You fight yours, and the gladiatorial arena will not participate.

And for such a pretext, Zhou Congrong has actually been prepared for a long time.

For him, it is of course best to be able to pry the forces of the dueling arena and completely pull the organizer of this battle into his camp, but if he can't do it, Zhou Congrong's side has also prepared the manpower responsible for responding to emergencies in advance.

Now with the authorization of the organizers, the magistrate with the cane in his hand no longer has the slightest scruples.

He gave the clerk beside him a look, and the latter immediately got up from the viewing seat and left, and contacted the thugs of the Zhou family to enter the field to arrest people according to the plan set before!

Soon, a uniformly dressed private armed force wearing a gas mask entered the underground corridor and approached the dungeon's makeshift duel.

"MD, who's scratching me?"

"Someone's sneak attack!!"

"Gan! Someone fouled and brought a weapon! ”

"Someone cares and no one cares!?"

Although the intruders may not necessarily surpass the contestants in the arena in terms of their ability to fight empty-handed, the shields and electric batons they are equipped with provide an overwhelming combat power bonus for these people, and everywhere they go, they are immediately overturned.

No matter how strong an ordinary person is, it is difficult to fight against an instantaneous voltage of 2 to 30,000 volts, and the muscle contractions caused by strong currents are completely beyond the scope of the subjective consciousness to handle.

What's more, most of them were indeed contaminated with phosgene before the start of the competition, and as the adverse effects of poisoning became more pronounced over time, the contestants were unable to compete with private forces wearing gas masks.

But among all the contestants in Group C, Lu Fuyan is definitely a special case...

Analyze from the perspective of objective ability.

The spy defense provided by NKUD shielded him from poison gas attacks, and his super physical fitness allowed him to maintain sufficient combat power in the previous stage of the big brawl, and the combination of the two was not enough to be caught in the face of this gang of men in black.

Moreover, from a subjective point of view, in the face of these obviously ill-intentioned guys, Lu has no room for surrender at all.

——According to the plan that Zhao Manyun negotiated with him last night, Lao Lu knew very well that most of the people who entered the arena at this time were Zhou Congrong's subordinates!

If he didn't resist, the beasts wouldn't have been able to stop at any point.

Putting aside the addition of fists and kicks for the time being, even if the guy in each person's hand pestles him more than a dozen times, Lu someone may have to love a wheelchair for the rest of his life!

Of course...

With Mr. Zhou's style of doing things since the past, he must be more willing to create some "unfortunate" accidents and send Lu Fuyan away on the spot, which also saves the trouble of worrying in the future.

…

At this point, the most dangerous stage of the play-in tournament has finally arrived.

When these black-clothed men approached him with a shield in one hand and a crackling murder weapon in the other, Lao Lu's face sank like water, and he couldn't see the slightest panic.

He silently switched the order of [Fight to the Death], and then rushed towards the encirclement that had not yet formed without hesitation!

——At the moment of life and death, Lu Fuyan struck first!