Feng Aotian is so arrogant, I will immediately turn him into a traitor

One of them was trembling constantly, and his voice was leaking from the strange clown makeup, as nervous as polio.

One kept laughing and making weird noises.

The other scowled.

Always looking at the lower part of Mr. K's strong body, between the legs, and then licking his lips.

These three clowns are a well-known serial killer organization in the empire, and they even have many fans on the dark web.

They also have something in common with Mr. K.

That is.

When they participated in the Desire Grand Prix before, other teammates they teamed up with were also brutally killed by them.

But Mr. K killed everyone on the minibus.

The three clowns waited until they arrived, killing monsters and teammates at the same time, having a great time.

Of course, they are also very strong.

Like Mr. K, he appeared early because he was accustomed to using cold weapons and had "lower points" when winning.

of course.

Also because there are three of them and Mr. K is alone, the efficiency is still higher, so he becomes his second opponent.

[Sa, place your bets, will Mr. K win, or will the killer clowns survive~]

With the sound of the radio.

The betting plug-in was again found in the anchor room, and the golden dragons on both sides were rising.

Mr. K's performance just now is indeed outstanding, but these clowns have also left a deep impression on many audiences before.

therefore.

The current supporters of both sides are evenly matched.

As for Cable.

What is there to think about and hesitate about? Of course it is to increase the position, continue to increase the position! ! !

Think so.

But as the battle began and ended soon after, Cable immediately regretted that she had bet too little! !

Because Mr. K was completely crushing and won the entire battle! ! !

Spike!

Pure instant kill!

No matter in terms of strength or speed, the three clowns are no match for Mr. K, let alone this strong demon man who can fly! ! !

Almost within a few breaths.

First there was the fat, gloomy clown, split in two by an axe;

Then came the laughing clown who wanted to sneak attack, but Mr. K smashed his head with an ax handle;

Finally, there was the clown who pretended to have polio. After seeing his two companions die instantly, he was stunned and seemed to turn around and run away.

As a result, Mr. K flew up to catch up and kicked him in the air.

!!!

With a snap, the clown hit the wall outside the arena like a physical cannonball, exploding directly into a pool of fragmented flesh and blood.

"hiss……"

Even the "announcer" behind the broadcast at this moment had to take a breath.

Since the Desire Grand Prix has been held, many strong people have come.

Retired elite legionnaire;

The red stick thug in the gang;

An extremely famous mercenary;

underground boxing champion;

Brutal killers and scum;

A knight from a down-and-out family;

fallen priests who break their church vows;

Even like Mr. K, he is a lunatic who believes in some illusory god.

but.

No one has shown such "dominance" as him!

It's so strong, so powerful! !

Not to mention the barrage and anchors in the live broadcast room at this moment, they are all cheering for this killing feast.

now.

Organizers hiding behind broadcasts.

A group of guys wearing golden pig-headed masks were watching everything that happened in the arena in front of the big screen, sitting on soft sofas and being served by wonderful bunny girls.

Holding the tall wine glass and shaking it, he also gave Mr. K a high praise.

"The perfect killing weapon can indeed add great combat effectiveness to the original insect queen."

"Maybe it can be recycled in the end."

"Yes, he is indeed a pretty good candidate, but I just don't know..."

Pig-headed nobles, you speak to me.

What he finally looked at was the girl sitting on the long golden steps, the only one in the sun-like golden throne, wearing a complicated and gorgeous dress and a golden sun mask on her face.

obviously.

Here, she is the one who has the final say.

The girl didn't speak for a long time. It seemed that she just kept looking at the golden eyes that were slightly opened in the center of the sun mask on her face.

Watch everything happening on the big screen.

Chapter 113 is the BOSS battle, right?

"Abel, where did you find this pervert? Why is he so strong?"

In a deserted motel.

Bill, the fat black man, was stroking his pure white dreadlocks with his thick fingers. He was holding an extra-large cup of Pepsi Cola in his other hand and kept chattering.

At this moment, Abel was also sitting at the table, watching the "Killing Live" being shown on the laptop screen.

Look at Mr. K carrying a pair of axes.

Split one new challenger after another in half, grind them into minced meat, chop off their heads and pile them into a hill.

Bill curled his lips.

I thought to myself that when I first came into contact with this guy, I only remembered that he was just an ordinary office worker.

“These are all changes brought about by ‘New World’.”

Pure white Abel smiled lightly.

He continued to say words that Bill couldn't understand at all.

"Mr. B, he said that the end of the new world will be the death of Alexia, so in contrast, we need a method that can kill the saint chosen by the seven gods."

"A powerful opponent is one of them."

Well, Bill barely understood this sentence.

"Does this mean that Mr. K is capable of killing Alexia?"

"Yes."

"you sure?"

"no doubt."

"Lovely Lixia has the gift of the seven true gods of the empire! Even if the true gods of the empire are independent in power, they have slightly weaker authority and power than the outer gods of other kingdoms."

Bill continued to sip Coke and lick his mouth.

"But if the seven are added together, they are the most powerful in the world. You have to know that the empire has a total population of more than 3 million, and many of them are devout believers of the Seven Gods."

"And this... um... Karska, your Mr. K, what does he believe in [The Lord of Brass]? Does anyone else believe it besides him?"

In fact.

What Bill was wondering now was.

What is this [Lord of Brass], and why can it give Mr. K a divine gift?

Because the power this guy is showing now is like a god-given one.

Doesn’t the Demon Race believe in the [Abyss] or a guy called the [Unnameable God]? Is [The Lord of Brass] another name for Him?

But Abel’s reply.

Bill felt even worse, because the pure white man answered his best friend like this.

"Gods are originally created by humans. This is true of the seven gods of the empire, and the same is true of the seven foreign gods of other kingdoms."

"Since the king and emperor of the country can create gods, why can't we?"

"The king is a mortal, the emperor is a mortal, and the same is true for the nobles."

"There is a saying in the ancient East, which is called [Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have their own kind.], this is the truth."

"So [The Lord of Brass] really exists, can you understand it, Mr. B?"

After listening to Abel's words, Bill fell into a long silence.

finally.

Said with pursed lips.

"You are absolutely crazy."

"Of course, because only a madman would believe [a delusional person]."

"But you don't have the gift of God, and you haven't even seen Him."

"So what, [Delusionist] is a god that does not exist."

"..."

Bill discovered that it was impossible to communicate with a madman.

But maybe what Abel said is true.

Because he does have some kind of power, so he was able to create the [Sichens] in Mansu, and...find this Mr. K in front of him.

It is impossible for this guy to say that he has nothing to do with Abel!

Bill shook his head.

In the narrow room of the motel, from time to time, the violent breathing of men and women and the fierce shouting of women would be heard from the side.

Both of them were looking at the silent computer screen.

Mr. K continued to kill everyone, making the entire arena flow with blood, and the mountain of heads piled higher and higher.

No one is his opponent.

but……

"Are you sure he can kill Alexia here?"

Bill admitted that after seeing this, he even began to believe Abel's words.

But the pure white man shook his head.