God level rebirth system

Countless people are paying attention to the development of the situation, waiting for the final result, and the fighting on the street is still going on. Someone once said that this society is a world where people cannibalize people. If you want to climb to the top, you can only step on a pile of people. Only the bones made of people can walk to the throne leading to the top.

But now Chen Chao feels more deeply about this sentence. The originally clean street has been stained red with blood, and dense crowds of people are lying in a pool of blood. All of them are working hard for the future of their boss, which fully confirms the sentence, one will succeed and all will die.

But at this time on the battlefield, the Tiger King showed his might and was able to sit on the seat of the hall master. Naturally, the Tiger King was not some embroidered pillow, and a machete was playing vigorously in his hand. There were groups of princelings The crowd couldn't get in at all, but he took the opportunity to cut down several of them.

At this time, Wang Quan ran towards the Tiger King with a Mitsubishi army thorn in his hand, "You all stand down, and I will deal with this man." The princelings who were besieging the Tiger King listened to Wang Quan After speaking, they shifted their targets one after another.

The Tiger King also focused his attention on Wang Quan. He smelled a dangerous breath in Wang Quan's body, so the Tiger King had to concentrate all his energy to deal with Wang Quan.

On the other side, Cheetah, one of the three masters of the Jinhe Gang, was also targeted by Leng Feng. The two regarded each other as their opponents every minute, and chose to turn a blind eye to some little guys.

And the ordinary gang members of the two gangs were also very wise, and did not choose to intervene, following the ancient battlefield rules, soldiers will fight against soldiers.

Just when the two people here found their opponent, Wang Wei also found his opponent.

Hallmaster Jackal, the leader of the three Hallmasters of the Jinhe Gang, he is vicious, cunning, and extraordinary in strength. Anyone who fights with him will either die or be maimed.

And Wang Wei finally met such a guy.

Looking at Wang Wei standing in front of him, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Jackal's face, "Are you the head of the Taizi Party? I don't know if your blood is sweet or salty." The tone permeated the battlefield, and after Wang Wei heard the jackal's words, he couldn't help but get goose bumps all over his body.

But as the saying goes, if you lose, you don't lose. If you haven't started fighting, you must not lose your momentum, "If you want to know what my blood tastes like, then come and taste it, and see if you have the ability. "

After finishing speaking, the two stopped talking at the same time, and the vigilance in Wang Wei's heart also reached the highest point.

At this moment, between the two of them, the noise of the battlefield seemed to be far away from the two of them, they only had each other in their eyes, and there was only one thought in their hearts, tearing each other to pieces.

A gust of wind blew by, and the smell of blood permeated the tip of their noses, and the next second they both moved at the same time.

Of the two, one was a retired special soldier, and his ability to fight to the death, needless to say, was definitely the most outstanding existence among ordinary people.

And jackals are not weak either. In a world where gangs cannibalize people, if you don't work hard enough, it is simply impossible to become the No. 2 character. Moreover, jackals have also gone through big and small gang battles. Thousands of battles, very rich fighting experience, comparable to Wang Wei.

After all, most of the strength of special forces lies in firearms and weapons. If they do not use firearms and weapons, [-]% of the strength of special forces will drop to [-]%. However, this is a gang fight, and it is impossible to use firearms, which are prohibited weapons. So the two really meet each other in chess, and they will meet good talents!

The figures of the two were as fast as lightning, and they rushed towards each other at the same time. Wang Wei was holding a Mitsubishi military thorn in his hand. All the veterans were holding this weapon tonight.

Because this is the weapon they are most familiar with and also the most lethal.

This batch of Mitsubishi military stabs were made on the spur of the moment, and they can't spread to the entire princeling party. Moreover, Wang Wei and the others dare not do too much. After all, the Mitsubishi military stabs will hurt Tianhe. If you wear it right, it's hard to save the immortal Da Luo.

The jackals are holding a pair of short knives, the edges of the knives are shining with a sharp cold light, under the light of the moonlight, it is so dazzling that people can't open their eyes, often when they take someone's life, the person who is killed will only see a cold light After a flash, the whole person lost consciousness, and it was also a murder weapon.

When the two collided together, the weapons in their hands collided, and there was a clear and pleasant sound immediately.

And behind this voice is the murderous intent contained in the two of them. The eyes of the two of them looking at each other are so cold and ruthless. They know that only one person can survive today, and whoever survives depends on their own means.

A burst of lightning-fast fights made others terrified. Although the two of them played brilliantly, if anyone made a slight mistake, only death awaited them, so the attention of the two of them was completely gone. Into this battle, no one dares to be distracted.

And after the battle started here, the other two battlefields also started fighting at the same time. The three leaders of the two major gangs fought each other. No one would show mercy at this time. Everyone was rushing to kill each other. purpose.

At this moment, the killing heart became the theme of the entire battlefield, and countless fresh lives were buried here forever.

At the back of the battlefield, Wen Tianxiang looked at the situation on the battlefield in front of him, his face was extremely ugly, because, watching the battle from the perspective of an outsider, Wen Tianxiang found that his side was actually at a disadvantage, even though his side had a large number of people. There are many people, but the princelings are more elite than their own, and they know how to cooperate with each other.

Seeing that my side is completely fighting on its own, not to mention the ordinary cooperation, it's red-eyed, and I almost can't even tell my own people. Compared with the princelings, my side is completely a mob. Can't get on the stage at all.

A sense of frustration rose in Wen Tianxiang's heart. After being the king for so many years, Wen Tianxiang thought he had done well enough. In the past, he was also very satisfied with his subordinates. Afraid of comparison, there is a difference between good and bad after comparison.

But now the subordinates he leads are not as good as those on the opposite side, so how can Tianxiang feel better.

"Am I really old? Is it really time to abdicate? I am not reconciled, I am not convinced!"