Looking at the firearm beside him, Ethan reached out and grabbed it.

Zheng Lailai looked happy and beckoned.

The next moment, her face froze.

Ethan unceremoniously stuck the pistol in his lower back, and had no intention of returning it to her.

"Bang dang!"

A grenade bounced and flew towards Ethan.

"Bump!"

The volley flew up with a kick, and the grenade flew back at a faster speed.

"Whoa!"

A burly man smashes through the glass and breaks into the church.

When he saw the oncoming grenades, his feet went limp.

"Bang."

Fortunately, the distance was not close, and it was not a fragmentation grenade.

The strong man snorted and fell to the ground.

He endured the pain, used his hands and feet together, and crawled forward quickly.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ethan turned from behind the pillar, Glock in his hand spitting out gunfire.

The benches on both sides of the chapel had been blown to pieces by a wave of grenades just now, and they were filled with smoke and dust.

The figure on the ground moved quickly, but not as fast as the bullets flew.

Two clouds of blood mist rose up, causing the strong man to roar angrily.

He quickly grabbed the shotgun stuck in his back and pulled the trigger in the direction from which the gunfire came.

The bench next to it exploded with a hole.

He was about to continue firing when the smoke was punctured by a figure, followed by a whistling kick that sent the shotgun straight away.

The figure that rushed towards him was Zheng Lailai.

Taking advantage of the strong man's injury, she pounced directly on him and touched his waist with both hands.

Cold light flashed, and two eagle claw knives appeared in her hands.

"Boom."

Arms flailed rapidly, and wisps of blood flew up.

Hooking the strong man's neck, she rolled forward and reached for the shotgun that had fallen to the side.

"Bang!"

The shotgun splatters out of the sparks, and the bullet flies to the other side.

"That's not a smart move!"

Ethan stepped on a piece of broken wood and walked over, the muzzle of the gun shaking: "This shot is for the sake of you being Chinese." ”

"Listen to the accent, you're Chinese, right?"

"That's right."

Zheng Lailai wiped away the blood splashed on his cheeks and gasped slightly: "Lingnan people, I have no hostility towards you. ”

"I'm competing and can't do without weapons."

"Whether there is hostility or not, I have the final say." Ethan motioned for her to stand up, and then walked over to the strong man:

"Who is this man?"

Looking at the strong man who had lost his breath, Zheng Lailai was afraid for a while:

"Yuri Petrov."

"A member of the special forces of the Mao Bear Country, he is good at fists and feet, and armed raids."

"Luckily for us, he just happened to be blown up by a grenade, otherwise it wouldn't have been so easy to solve."

"Not luck."

Ethan held a gun in one hand, and touched Petrov with the other: "It's strength." ”

On top of the corpse, there were also five or six grenades hidden.

Ethan moved quickly and quickly took them all away.

"Throw it away!"

He stood up and raised an eyebrow at Zheng Lailai.

"Clank!"

Two exquisite eagle claw knives, bouncing on the ground.

"Turn around and hold the post with both hands."

Ethan continued to give instructions and said unceremoniously, "I gave you two chances, not a third. ”

"I understand!"

Zheng Lailai's chest rose and fell, and he obediently turned around and lay on the stone pillar.

The figure is not bad, and the black jeans are very close-fitting.

Ethan fumbled quickly around her, pulling a dagger from inside his boot.

All the way up, there is no foreign body around the waist.

"I didn't expect that."

Ethan raised an eyebrow, pulled his hand, and pulled a small lady's pistol from her chest.

Because of the close-fitting body, the body of the gun still has a hint of warmth.

"Can I turn around?"

Zheng Lailai's annoyed voice sounded: "Mr. Mystery." ”

"Absolutely."

Ethan took two steps back: "What did we just talk about, by the way, the participants?" ”

"That's right!"

Zheng Lailai straightened his bra and looked at the person in front of him: "Unfortunately, welcome to the Killer Tournament." ”

"You go on."

Ethan became interested: "I'm listening. ”

"As you can hear, it's a race between killers." Zheng Lailai patted the dust on his clothes:

"It's held every few years, and the organizers choose a small town as a battlefield."

"Of course, it's not limited to killers."

"Anyone who feels that they have the ability to play this game and is interested can submit an application through the relevant channels, and the organizer will select 30 people who they feel are good enough to participate in the competition."

"Twenty-four hours, thirty contestants."

"A survivor."

These people are really tired of being alive.

In a game with such a high mortality rate, you have to take the initiative to participate.

"How did you get your eye on me?"

He slowly exhaled smoke: "What's the signal you're talking about?" ”

"Before the start of the competition, under the arrangement of the organizers, we will check in to various places in the town in advance."

Zheng Lailai took out the mobile phone just now: "At the designated time, we will drink the potion provided by the organizer and fall into a coma." ”

"Somebody would do a little surgery on us, put something like a locator in our body, and implant it in our body."

"The tracker will emit a signal that will be displayed on this tracker."

"I just noticed your signal nearby, so I looked for it."

"Wait a minute!"

Ethan's face turned pale, and he interrupted her:

"You mean, only a locator can send a signal?"

"That's right."

"Every locator will be implanted in the stomach?"

"It's under the skin anyway."

"Uh~"

Ethan let out a retching chuckle as he remembered the faint smell of coffee.

Noticing his movements, Zheng Lailai stared at his stomach with a strange expression.

"Is there a possibility?"

Ethan raised his head, a murderous look in his eyes: "There are some bastards, take out the locator and put it on someone else's." ”

"Do you mean to use uninformed people as bait?"

Zheng Lailai couldn't help but smile, spread his hands and said, "It's not that this is not impossible. ”

"There are some crazy people who don't take other people's lives seriously at all, but there are very few such crazy people."

"The cameras in the whole town are under the control of the organizers."

"He has to track the person all the time, and finally get the locator back, otherwise, once this behavior is exposed, he will face the hunt of the organizers."

This is a matter of course, and everyone else has a locator on them.

Suddenly a guy with only a tracker in his hand popped up, which makes others how to play.

"I don't care what kind of game this is." Ethan gritted his teeth and said, "I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't want to be involved in your affairs. ”

"Now I'm going to spit out the locator, the farther away you are from me, the better."

I'm okay to eat and be full, and play a battle royale game with a bunch of killers.

I also explained to the organizer and explained a fart.

Ethan's first instinct was to stay out of it.

Of course, the old black who put himself in danger must be cleaned up.

(End of chapter)