PUBG Mobile's King of Killing

Chapter 37 Finals

Holding the perverted Groza fully automatic rifle tightly in his hand, Su Long's eyes were scarlet and panting heavily, he plunged headfirst into the very narrow safe zone, and quickly found a suitable big tree as a cover hide.

So far, within the safety zone, which is only about one kilometer in diameter, if it is not covered by the dense fog, people can directly see the other side from one side of the safety zone.

But in such a narrow safety zone, at this time, 12 people had to come together and hide here.

Although the manic and tyrannical Su Long still wanted to rush towards the place where the gunshots sounded and participate in the battle, but his last trace of rationality successfully blocked this extremely strong impulsive desire.

After all, this final circle is not as random as the previous safe zone, and a little carelessness at this time will naturally cause the enemies to attack with absolute ferocity and madness!

At this time, killing the enemy is no longer the main purpose.

To be able to survive to the final round in the melting pot of hundreds of people, then surviving to the end has become everyone's greatest expectation at this time.

So there is no doubt that people at this time must have a zero-tolerance attitude towards other enemies. Once anyone is the first to expose themselves, then people will rush to destroy him first!

After all, one less person means less competitiveness.

Su Long was lurking behind a tree on the edge of the safety zone at this time, his hands holding the Groza fully automatic rifle were trembling, he was gritting his teeth, and the scarlet color in his eyes fluctuated, as if he was doing something. An extremely difficult ideological struggle.

An evil bloody devil seemed to appear out of nowhere in his brain, and at this moment, he was constantly threatening and luring Su Long, asking him to rush towards those places where there were people, fight with them, and taste their blood.

But Su Long's rationality is desperately holding him back, telling him that he must not do this, otherwise he will die an ugly death!
The icy dew on the grass is very effective in regaining one's sanity, but Su Long can't do this at the moment because the narrow final circle can be described as changing rapidly, Su Long doesn't want to and can't miss any clues!
In the wonderful hall like a starry sky world, the Prison King lightly took a sip of the hot tea with an endless aftertaste and strong aroma, looked at Su Long with a hideous face lying behind a tree on the illusory screen, shook his head and said with a smile: "It has been The Divine Seal of Slaughter has eroded half of my mind, but I can still use my reason to forcibly control my body. It seems that it is not as weak as I imagined."

The gentleman with glasses seemed to never feel tired, and he always stood beside the Prison King with a smile on his face.

He pushed his glasses lightly, and said with a smile, "This kid is very lucky. The next wave of safety zones will be shrunk to his position. With the terrifying power of the killing god seal, the winning rate is very high."

Hearing this, the Prison King frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Can you forcibly change the position of the safe zone? He is still too immature, and it is not a good thing for him to be promoted to the intermediate war zone so quickly, let alone I want to Train him to be my successor."

"I'm afraid it's not easy to handle." The gentleman with glasses sighed, and replied helplessly: "The guys in the middle-level war zone have been watching us more and more closely recently. After all, you insist on picking someone in the junior war zone to inherit the seal of killing God. This matter has already made those guys very dissatisfied."

"What is my insistence? This is the order of the King of Slaughter!" The Prison King was obviously a little unhappy.

The gentleman with glasses smiled wryly, and murmured in a low voice: "Aside from you, who else is qualified to talk to the old man, the King of Slaughter? We didn't even hear his order."

The Prison King raised his thick eyebrows, turned his head to stare at him, and said indifferently: "So, are you doubting my false order from the Slaughter King?"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the gentleman with glasses hurriedly knelt down on one knee, his face was a little pale, he swallowed and replied in a trembling voice: "Prison King, please calm down. Of course, my subordinates will never dare to do this!"

Staring at this loyal subordinate who has been loyal for many years, the prison king shook his head helplessly, motioned him to stand up, and then laughed at himself: "Do you think I want to find someone to inherit the seal of killing God? You know, Once the person I choose successfully controls the power of the killing god seal, then my killing god seal will be forcibly stripped."

Hearing this, the man with gentle glasses suddenly showed strong shock and disbelief, and didn't reply for a while.

The Prison King continued to cast his eyes on Su Long on the screen, and said very calmly: "Yes, you guessed it right, the Slaughter King thinks I'm useless and wants to change his disciple."

Silently staring at this Prison King who had created countless brilliant records that could be called myths, and whose reputation even spread to high-level war zones, the gentleman with glasses couldn't help but gasped, not daring to say more.

After the air was silent for a while, Prison King suddenly asked: "Does this Su Long like that handsome girl named Mi Meng?"

The man with gentle glasses suddenly came back to his senses, then quickly stretched out his hand and tapped two fingers in the void.

Immediately afterwards, Su Long's extremely detailed information, which even recorded how many times he wet the bed when he was a child, immediately appeared in front of his eyes.

After looking at it for a while, the gentleman with glasses nodded and replied softly: "If you look at it based on data reasoning, then although it is not yet to the level of liking, there must be some liking, and it is not weak."

The Prison King chuckled and said meaningfully: "Actually, I really hate you people who use cold data to analyze and measure everything."

The gentleman with glasses didn't mind, he pushed his glasses and replied with a smile: "If not, then I am not qualified to stand here and continue to serve you."

Hearing this, the Prison King changed the subject and said calmly: "How is that handsome girl named Mi Meng?"

"Let me take a look. Well. He was killed in City Y during the first wave of safety zones, ranking No. 70 and No. [-]." The man with gentle glasses looked at the extremely complicated and dizzying long string of codes in front of him, Immediately replied.

The prison king pondered for a while, but then suddenly said: "According to Mi Meng's appearance, can it be possible to create a fake phantom to go to the center of the safe zone?"

The gentleman with glasses was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately guessed what the Prison King wanted to do.

After thinking about it, he laughed and said, "It's not difficult. But I can't bear the consequences if the higher-ups want to pursue it."

The Prison King glanced at him sideways, and said without anger: "I really don't forget your little thoughts all the time. Just put your heart in your stomach, and I will bear all the consequences."

"I'll just wait for your words." The gentleman with glasses smiled again, and then stopped talking, turned around and left without knowing where he went.

(End of this chapter)