More and more warriors are taking genetic drugs, and the strong put too much pressure on them. Anyone who was promised a heavy responsibility before coming out must show up in Northton and force them to choose to fight to achieve results.

The increase in gene warriors has made people who want to withdraw but hesitate but have not withdrawn no longer have the chance to withdraw. In silence, the entire game seems to have entered the final stage. Everyone is desperately trying to harvest the armbands in the hands of others. Those who are kind-hearted will not kill you but will not leave you a chance to fight back. The broken tendons of your hands will be self-destructive. This is what a good person does. Those who are cruel will not leave any living.

Leave a living mouth and deal with yourself in turn?

After nearly a month of fierce battles, players in the competition area fought according to the best plan.

A team of several people like Zhang Shidong are all super strong people with extraordinary combat abilities, and one or two people can turn the situation around.

A pure special forces team like Lao Dun gathers as many people as possible. It takes several days to cross the entire war zone, gather all the people that you can gather, and form a powerful combat team.

Both methods are desirable, and both methods can survive. Apart from the individuals or teams that exist in these two methods, they will start to be slowly eaten and eliminated. The strong will not be with the large army. Whether it is pride or something, they need to hone themselves in a harsh environment and continue to fight in difficult environments.

In the observation hall of Thousand People, representatives from more than a dozen countries left the hall. They were very lucky that no matter whether they were dead or returned, the number matched. There were no soldiers from their country in the war zone. The statistics were completed and the battle was completed. The calculation was added or subtracted, and the ranking was finally decided.

Those who survived did not regret having such a journey. With the intertwined emotions of fear and fear, they saw the gap clearly, saw the harsh demands of the real strong people on themselves, set a goal for their future pursuit, and future training also had a targeted direction. As for those dead comrades, they were willing to observe silently for them and were willing to ask them for the highest subsidies.

Fighting for the country is not the fault of fighting.

The country is the same as people. The desire for victory, defeat, fame and fortune cannot be erased. As long as this design system is still there, the competition will never be stopped.

The dense primitive jungle. In a month, a group of special forces participating in the competition were turned around from inside to outside. Except for a small area full of poisonous miasma, there was no secret here. Almost all the strong men focused their attention on the small area of ​​valley covered by miasma.

Want to come?

Do you want to compete in the cruelest way?

No need to ask, being able to become an opponent that you value, should have this vision. If you don’t come, he will not be worthy of his attention.

In a land that has been familiar with for ten days and half a month, many masters have no mood, but it seems more interesting to trample the enemy under their feet before the final battle.

After a few days of calm, a large-scale confrontation suddenly broke out. Gunshots continued all day long, and the masters and special forces teams collided fiercely. The teams lurking in the battle also exposed their targets to other teams.

Without courtesy and so-called fairness, whoever can succeed in sneak attacks is considered a hero, and surviving is the only standard for who is the strong.

Gong Yang Ju met a dying fellow in the world. He learned from the other party that most of the contestants from the Chinese martial arts world were killed in this jungle. They have outstanding one-on-one abilities and long-term combat capabilities, but do not have enough jungle combat experience. Many people are exhausted in multiple traps arranged by someone in the jungle. Maybe whoever is lucky will pick up a seriously injured player.

Ouyang was killed.

Gong Yang Ju felt that the worst news he had heard. How could Ouyang, who had always been highly anticipated, be killed? Don’t he have many things to save his life?

Gong Yang Ju was a little discouraged, and the scenes of Tai Shu Liuli and some retired or entering the world always appeared in his mind. He always remembered Zhang Shidong's evaluation of the current world. After decades of comfort, the people in the martial arts world are no longer as passionate as the first revolutionary. He thought that he was a noble martial arts master, so he should have the style of a martial arts master, not living with ordinary people, not participating in everything in the world, and only when I need it, I will go to the city to be a chivalrous and righteous...

It's a mess!

When he heard the four words Zhang Shidong, Gong Yang Ju was also full of anger, thinking that Zhang Shidong had insulted all his martial arts colleagues and that he should be trampled on by everyone.

Looking back at this moment, it seems that the old things are no longer suitable for this society. Either they continue to stay in the mountains and valleys and become a self-proclaimed old god, or they open themselves up to not only accept more young people to practice martial arts and exercise, but also integrate into modern things, truly integrate with the current society, and hand over the essence to society. They also learn from society to the essence of this, and remove the dross of their own, making the new martial arts world that adapts to the new era accepted by more people again and become an indispensable part of mainstream society.

Thinking of this, Gong Yang Ju made up his mind not to leave, just follow Zhang Shidong and the other two. He was sarcastic and patiently sarcastic by the little fat man Goudan all day long. Thinking about how he, who had a very high seniority in the past, had never been insulted like this? In their circle, they all joked that Gong Yang Ju will become a leader in the next ten years, and Ouyang will be the leader in the next thirty years.

As a result, Ouyang died and was smashed to pieces by the other party when assassinating Tolov.

The ram was wobbled. In the face of the cruel killing hell, he understood what surrendered and admits defeat. He really couldn't beat him, but he was really going to be killed. No one cares about your seniority, no one cares about your morals, and no one will follow any rules. Killing you is the biggest rule.

"Old Yang, you said you are quite old and don't stay at home. Why are you so proud of yourself when you are always here? Now you know that the outside world is not easy to get along. The current world belongs to us young people."

"Old Yang, are you convinced? This is good. Finally, I have a little bit of self-knowledge. It's great. Follow me behind me and my father will protect you. Just go and have fun. Seeing that the corpses on the ground just now were not there, and the besieged by more than a dozen people were covered with gun holes. If you were you, Old Yang, would probably be even worse."

"Old Yang, I think you can just have sex with my dad. My dad lacks a person who serves water and fucks. I think you are good. You can have fun with my dad. I can't tell you when my dad is happy and I'll get you the leader of the martial arts world. It was so glorious at that time. I just need to be my dad to be my grandson and be the eldest brother in front of so many people."

Goudan chattered all day long, and I don’t know where he got so much. He wasn’t tired after talking too much. He kept talking and talking too much. There was always a time when Bingo talked about the point. Zhang Shidong frowned, and Gong Yang Ju shook his body, feeling a bang in his mind, and some blocked things opened up all of a sudden...

He walked a few steps ahead of Zhang Shidong, looked at him sincerely, and gave him a trustworthy look.

Zhang Shidong waved his hand: "Let's talk about it if you can go back alive. If you really lead the young people to come out bravely, let alone me, the leaders will be very happy. Being able to integrate your abilities into the army, it will be a benefit to the Chinese army for a century."

After hearing that Zhang Shidong did not deny the world and admired the world very much, Gong Yang Ju felt like he had drunk honey. From the top to the bottom, he farted and was kicked to the ground by Gou Dan and was beaten and kicked.

"Old guy, fart, I'll let you fart, I'll kill you."

"It's so stinking, old guy, did you steal the tiger whip yesterday? Why do you have to ask me to find a girl for you?"

Bang!

This time it was Goudan's turn. Zhang Shidong hit his forehead with a loud head, and suddenly a big purple bag bulged. He covered his forehead and Goudan squatted on the ground, tears rolling in his eyes as if he was about to fall: "Dad, why are you hitting me?"

Zhang Shidong kicked again: "First of all, I am not your dad. Second, don't be my kid every day, who will teach you?"

Goudan raised his head suddenly: "My mother, she is always my mother..."

The ultimate move, when Goudan mentioned his mother, Zhang Shidong had no temper. A son who had been pestering him out of thin air would be enough for him to drink a pot. If a woman who didn’t know who was evil, would have the heart to die. Thinking of the catchphrase, and then thinking of the sesame-skinned appearance on Goudan’s face, a picture naturally emerged in his mind, about Goudan’s mother…

Zhang Shidong is not a pure appearanceist, but he must at least meet the standards of being pretty to ignore his appearance. If he really encounters a person with a big pie face, long hair braided into a pigtail, and a small sesame facial features on his face... Thinking of this, he was so excited that he wanted to stomp on his dog's body hard, and it would be better for this bastard to get out of here immediately.

Goudan seemed to have guessed Zhang Shidong's thoughts: "Dad, what are you thinking? My mother is so beautiful, like a fairy. I have never seen anyone more beautiful than her. My mother is the most beautiful in the country."

Zhang Shidong spat: "How many women have you seen?"

Goudan scratched her head: "It seems that there are not many."

Zhang Shidong kicked him again: "Then what do you know? Get out of here."

Goudan got out and pouted from afar and murmured, "It's pretty. I haven't seen many women before, but I always watch TV. Those celebrities and the like are far worse than my mother, yes, far worse."

"Goudan, what are you thinking? Do you want to eat leaves at night? Go get two hares, I want to eat rabbit meat at night."

When Goudan heard Zhang Shidong's shout, a smile appeared on his face and agreed happily. It is of course a happy thing to be filial to his parents.

Zhang Shidong was also unknowingly used to having a casual messenger. Without saying anything, he was slowly accepting Gou Dan's entry in his heart, in the way of a friend. (To be continued...)
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