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what does this mean? Three people are watching a show, and only one silly monk with a stick comes on stage for 1V6? ?

You must know that fighting in the ring does not limit any weapons, or even adheres to the terrain. The ring is not a real ring, but a verbal form. After the game starts, both sides have to use their own strengths, or find cover, or launch terrorist-style attacks. Or playing guerrillas, throwing grenades, or even firing a single-person rocket launcher to engage in a firefight, no problem.

The more professional a person is, the more he cherishes his life. At the same time, his own strength is also very strong. It is impossible to be KOed like cannon fodder. In today's world of hot weapons, the life and death arena between two teams is more important than the configuration and firepower of the team. Suppression, such as snipers in the back row to kill the most threatening people, submachine guns in the front row and C-position machine gun fire.

The configuration of this black market team is to have two shield resisters, a machine gun commando, two submachine guns and a sniper. Firearms are legalized in the United States, so the Chinese people rely on more firearms, and they are indeed more powerful.

If this combination just goes out and kills a team at random, they are worthy of being a black market A-level mercenary commando team.

The rest of the people, including Jing Shu, were placed on the cargo ship. Bullets are not long-lasting. After a while, this dock will become a battlefield for the contestants. They can go in the water, fight on the shore, and the mercenaries can even use any despicable moves. This is A life and death battle in the ring.

This is destined to be an earth-shattering battle!

But only one of the four opponents stood up. The black market side felt a naked provocation. They knew that the opponent must have some secret weapon, whether it was a grenade or a heavy weapon, so when the referee shouted to prepare to start, their hands had already been released. On the wrench, just waiting for an order to instantly shoot the people on the opposite side into a sieve.

The setting of the arena competition is still a bit unreasonable. After all, no one calls out the start of the real battlefield, and there is no referee to declare the winner. The person who survives in the end is the winner of the battlefield.

The monk took a deep breath, and his chest became more and more undulating. The moment the referee called out, the energy in the monk's Dantian was released, and tens of millions of energy burst out from his mouth, and a long roar was like thunder. The news spread several miles away, causing the enemy's liver and gallbladder to burst, their hearts to tremble with fear, and their hair to stand on end.

Not to mention the group of six people who were very close to him. Their hair was blown into pieces, and their ears began to bleed on the spot. Even Jing Shu and the others in the cargo ship subconsciously covered their ears, feeling that their whole body was Everything is spinning.

"The Buddhist lion's roar is one of the secret and rare skills of Shaolin Temple." Tank said.

After the roar, several people had not yet come to their senses. The monk stepped forward and swung his iron stick, knocking each person to death with a simple blow. The whole battle lasted less than thirty seconds, and the monk hurriedly went back to eat him. It's white rice.

The atmosphere at the scene was too weird and silent, and everyone was frightened by this move, especially the underground black market, which was like bad news to them.

Snake Spirit was a little disdainful on the side, and whispered in a low voice: "This is only A-level strength in China, what a fuss!"

This is the first time that Jing Shu realizes the true strength of China's A-level division. Is it actually so powerful?

George looked ugly and arranged a group of mercenaries trained by nobles. This group of mercenaries had better physical fitness and were selected from private bodyguards. He made a temporary decision to ask everyone to put in earplugs and cover their ears. The lion's roar was specifically aimed at the monk, and he gave a death order, just shoot him no matter what he encountered.

But what I didn't expect was that this game was even faster.

I don’t know when it began to drizzle in the sky, but no one cared or cared about it. After the referee said the start, these people remained motionless in their original postures. It was still the hard-working monk who beat him to death with a stick. Everyone, without any effort at all, there is no problem with these people. They are George's "confidants". Besides, it is impossible for them to make fun of their own lives, so the problem is the people opposite.

The underground black market lost two A-level mercenary teams in a row. George's face was terrifyingly dark. The rules of the game were very simple. You could use any despicable method. He couldn't compete with the powerful boss on the opposite side.

The snake spirit patted George, who had an ugly face: "Let's go to another arena."

This time, China sent out the elite of the elite. The two were not at the same level at all. Jingshu and his team occupied another arena, and another team from downtown Sacramento came to challenge. Although the battle was not as good as the Monk 1V6. It's an exaggeration, but the tank is holding a big shield in front of it, and the mutated snake spirit snake is sneaking up on it in the dark, not to mention that as long as the opponent shows his face, he will be shot down by Lingling's gun.

The game was also a crushing one. There was basically nothing to do with Jingshu and Xiaohei. They didn't even play. Lingling's sniper rifle gave full play to the meaning of death if you show up. The snake spirit explained the meaning of group attack with venom. It was just a The wave operation wiped out the opponent's team.

The opponent's back-up shots are actually pretty good, but it's a pity that Lingling, who has a night vision goggle, can't escape. Her sniper rifle strength has reached a certain level. It's really reckless to shoot based on the sound and the night vision goggles.

George wiped the sweat from his face. Fortunately, he had defended a stage, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to leave tonight.

Tank seemed to have come to his senses at this moment, "So we are guarding the same arena, and Lao Yang is guarding the same arena. Each represents its own power, so that it will not be one-sided. In the end, there will be only one power. Is this what you mean?"

Snake Spirit applauded, "It's not easy. You finally reacted. But there should be some other meaning, to weaken each other, so that we can kill the mercenary team over there openly, and they can solve our side openly. Mercenaries, to reduce some obstacles in the future.”

Aren't they killing each other? In the end, they killed all the top mercenaries of the two forces. Without the mercenaries, the nobles... Hehehe, what's the difference between them and every fat sheep?

Everything went smoothly according to plan. Yang Yang effortlessly cleared out all the mercenaries in the underground black market, while Jing Shu cleared out all the mercenaries on the opposite side. The small dock was littered with corpses and full of bloody.

The arrogant Tank took a sip and said, "We have won three battles in total, otherwise we would challenge the arena over there. We can clearly see their tactics."

As a result, George stopped him: "Dear warriors, that's enough. It's enough to have a voice in the arena. If we lose, we will lose the entire voice." George finally did not dare to take the risk, and the two sides finally finalized The result of the game.

Jingshu and his group were invited to rest on the large cruise ship. "Damn it, I have to arrange for others to get on the ship. They always have too many things to take, and there is no time."