I am planting a field in the last days

Chapter 378

what does this mean?Three people watching a show, only one stupid monk with a stick plays 1V6? ?
You should know that fighting in the arena does not restrict any weapons, and it does not even stick to the terrain. The arena is not a real arena, but a verbal form. After the game starts, both sides have to use their specialties, or find cover, or launch terrorist-style attacks. Or fight a guerrilla and throw a grenade or even launch a single-man bazooka. Both sides will have no problem fighting.

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 KO'd like cannon fodder. In today's world of hot weapons, the life-and-death competition between two teams is more important than the team's configuration and firepower. Suppression, such as snipers in the back row hitting the most threatening people, submachine guns in the front row and C-position machine guns.

The Black Market team is equipped with two anti-shield fighters, a machine gun assaulter, two submachine guns, and a sniper. In the United States, firearms are legalized, so Chinese people rely on more firearms, and their power is indeed greater.

Just go out and kill a team with this combination, which is worthy of the A-level mercenary commando of the black market.

The rest of the people, including Jing Shu, were placed on the cargo ship. The bullets have no eyes. After a while, the pier will be the battlefield for the competitors. They can go in the water, fight on the shore, and the mercenaries can even use any despicable moves. This is The battle of life and death in the arena.

This is destined to be an earth-shattering battle!

But only one of the four opponents stood up. The black market party felt the 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 wait for an order and then shoot the person opposite into a sieve in an instant.

The setting of the group arena is still a little unreasonable. After all, no one calls the start on 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 heaving. The moment the referee called out, the monk's dantian sent out internal energy, and tens of millions of energy burst out from his mouth, and a long whistle was like a thunderbolt. The news spread several miles away, causing the enemy's liver and gallbladder to tear apart, frightened and terrified.

Not to mention the group of six who were very close to him, their hair was blown up, and their ears started to bleed on the spot. Even Jing Shu and his group in the cargo ship subconsciously covered their ears, feeling the whole body Everything is spinning.

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

After a roar, several people still hadn’t recovered their senses. The monk stepped forward and swung the iron stick, killing each person with one stick. The whole battle took only 30 seconds, and the monk hurried back to eat his white meat. The rice is gone.

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

The snake spirit was a little disdainful on the side, and whispered softly: "This is the strength of A-level in China, what a fuss!"

This is the first time for Jingshu to realize the true strength of China's A-level division. So it is so powerful?
George's face was ugly, and he arranged for a team of mercenaries trained by the nobles. These mercenaries had better physical fitness and were selected from private bodyguards. The temporary decision he made was to let everyone plug in earplugs and cover their ears. The lion's roar specifically aimed at the monk, and gave the order to die, no matter what it encountered, just shoot.

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

I don’t know when it began to drizzle, and no one cares or cares. After the referee said the start, these people remained motionless and kept their original postures. They were still hard-working monks who were beaten to death with a stick. Everyone, no effort at all, there is no problem with these people, they are George's 'confidants', besides, they can't make fun of their own lives, so the problem is the people on the other side.

The underground black market lost two A-level mercenary teams in a row. George's face was terribly dark. The rules of the game were very simple, and he could use any despicable method.

The snake spirit patted the ugly-faced George: "Let's go to another arena."

This time, Huaxia sent the elite among the elites, and the two were not at the same level at all. Jing Shu and her team occupied another arena, and another team from downtown Sacramento came to challenge. Although the battle was not like that of Monk 1V6 It's exaggerated, but the tank is holding a big shield in front of it, and the snake-snake mutated little Taipan snake is secretly attacking, not to mention that as long as the opponent shows his face, he will be knocked down by Lingling's spear.

It was also a crushing game, there was basically nothing about Jingshu and Xiaohei, and neither of them even played. Lingling's sniper rifle fully demonstrated the meaning of being exposed is death, and the snake essence interpreted the meaning of group attacking venom, just a The wave operation wiped out the opponent's team.

On the opposite side, the sniper rifle is actually very good, but it's a pity that Lingling, who has a night vision device, has reached a certain level. Her sniper rifle has reached a certain level.

George wiped the sweat off his face, but fortunately he defended a ring, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to leave tonight.

Tank seems to have come to his senses now, "So we say that we guard the same arena, and Lao Yang guards the same ring, each representing its own power, so that it won't be one-sided, and there will only be one power in the end. Is that what you mean?"

The snake spirit applauded, "It's not easy, you finally realized it, but there should be something else in it, weakening each other, so that we can kill the mercenary team over there openly, and they can solve the mercenary team on our side openly. Mercenaries, reduce obstacles for the future."

Didn't they kill each other? In the end, the two top mercenaries were all killed. The nobles without mercenaries. Hehehe, what's the difference between fat sheep?
Everything went smoothly according to the plan. Yang Yang cleaned up all the mercenaries in the underground black market without any effort, while Jing Shu cleaned up all the mercenaries on the opposite side. The small pier was full of corpses, full of bloody.

The arrogant Tank took a deep breath, "We have won three battles in total, otherwise we will challenge the arena over there. We can see their routines very clearly."

The result was blocked by George: "Dear warriors, enough is enough. It is enough to get the right to speak in a ring. If we lose, we will lose the entire right to speak." George finally did not dare to take risks, and the two sides finally finalized the result of the game.

And Jing Shu and her group were invited to rest on the big cruise ship, "Damn it, I have to arrange for other people to board the ship. They always have too many things to take, and there is no time."

(End of this chapter)