Death Inquisitor

As soon as these words came out, the face of Chris and others became even more difficult to look at.

Five hundred people is not enough. Is it one thousand? In such a big city, there are less than 15,000 people in total. It is a pitfall to kill enough 1,000 people!

And I don’t know if it’s expensive or not to exchange weapons. If it’s expensive, you’ll die.

But now none of them have points and they can't open the exchange page, so they don't know the price of the same weapon.

"Then your trial between each other will begin! Friendly reminder, you can get a flat map of the City of Doom by silently reading the map. You can also get the coordinates of the other teams. Let's purify the darkness in front of you, see you in 12 hours!"

"map!"

As soon as Ye Chen's voice fell, there were voices in different languages ​​throughout the city of Doom, but they were "uniform".

Because it is silent, there is no need to shout it.

But the audience can still make up for "this scene".

Uh!

Together, a light screen that only they and the audience can see is projected from the watch.

Chris clearly saw the location of others and others on the map, on a street in the west of the city.

There is a green dot on it to represent them.

The same team within a certain range will only display such a small dot. If someone leaves a certain distance, it will show one alone.

But from the map, the dots are all the same size. So they have no idea of ​​the number of enemies they find.

Everything depends on luck, maybe there is only one, maybe hundreds!

"We are about 500 meters behind and turn left 600 meters, there is a red dot! Boss, can't you get on?"

Someone shouted at Chris.

Paralyze you! Chris scolded.

He wanted to sleep well in bed now, but now M country at ten o'clock in the evening, he drank so much wine, which would make the dizzy and energetic fight.

But when he thought that there was only 12 hours of action, Chris nodded reluctantly and nodded.

Otherwise he woke up and said it was too late.

"Go!" With his order, nearly a hundred people chased toward the goal in a mess. There is no trace of discipline, like a group of people.

On the map, the forces represented by the red dots also seem to find Chris they are approaching. Instead of giving in, he chose to welcome him.

The teams represented by the red dots in the surroundings saw the tendency of these two parties to work together, and they also approached one after another, intending to fight for the fishermen's profits.

Across the west of the city, a third of the team is gathering here, and the others are either too far away or in a wait-and-see state.

In the east of the city, south of the city, north of the city, similar things are happening.

"Asshole! Why don't you find an opponent to fight oneself." Chris also found this situation, could not help but swear, and then stopped moving forward.

He has no interest in being picked up or ambushed.

So he took a group of his men and turned around and left.

To find another team that came in a secluded corner.

Seeing Chris's team retreating, those who were thinking of wishful thinking sighed. In the end, you can only come apart one by one, looking for your goals.

But dare not act directly, because the previous things have shown that each team here is very cunning. Who knows if anyone will try to pick up cheap ideas to "look around".

No one wants to be the first bird, everyone wants to be the last hunter.

"Boss, there is a red dot approaching us, so do?"

Chris didn't know that his second target was actually only 13 people.

In the Middle East, it is considered a small and well-known arms dealer. In the past, the forces were more than that.

There are more than a hundred people in the middle and high-level backbones alone, except that they were hacked in a recent transaction, and many people were killed and injured. Then it was robbed by several competitors while it was on fire, and almost destroyed.

So now there are only 13 middle and high-level key personnel left.

It can be said that they have just experienced several defeats, and they are a little bit afraid of fighting, killing or killing.

Like a startled bird.

Now when I see someone coming to trouble them, my faces are suddenly frightened.

"Mad, what else to do? Run! There are more than 14,000 people in total. Look at the map and add us only a few points? Are there two hundred or so? This shows that there are at least dozens of other teams on the team. Dude, how are we guys fighting against them?" a stubborn foreign man yelled.

I can't help but feel a bit sorrowful. It's really bad for people to even drink cold water. Did he even bully death judges now? This trial is not fair at all.

What does it mean for them to judge each other, this person under him is almost tried.

The others looked at each other suddenly, looked at the map and calculated it, and found that their boss really made sense. Face to face panic, how can this be good?

If you are not careful, you become the weakest team on the map.

On the other side, Chris and they soon discovered that the team in the remote corner started to escape and was moving away from them.

"It ran away!" Chris's face was overjoyed.

This shows that the opponent's strength is quite weak, and even they themselves lack confidence.

"Fast chase! A group of cowards ahead! Kill them, we will have points to buy weapons!" Chris shouted.

The others immediately cheered.

It only took a while to cheer, and all of them looked a little bit wrong.

Buy weapons, I wipe, how does this feel weird, they have not always sold weapons?

I hope that death judges will not be as expensive as they are when they sell weapons!

But think about it, if it is too cheap, can other people also buy a lot of weapons. Then use it against themselves?

This feeling of wanting weapons to be cheaper, and worrying about being too cheap, tortured them deeply.

In the end, a thousand words were summed up in one sentence: "Fuck! Why haven't the arms dealers been so disgusted before?"

Chris didn't find the anomalies of those in his team, and he was still inspiring. ..

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