Chapter 206 Tang San broke through the defense and was besieged by everyone in the Killing City!
He knew that the most important thing now was to prevent those gourd boys from finding him, otherwise he might never get out of this place.
The three Calabash Boys couldn't help but look shocked when they saw Tang San running so fast.
Sanwa said: "Are we so terrible?"
Daba said lightly: "Probably not."
Erwa became more and more suspicious of Tang San. He said confidently: "He is so guilty. Dad's matter must be related to him. We must ask clearly."
At this time, those who were seriously injured on the side were still looking at the gourd in fear. The three of them couldn't help but shudder.
Their eyes seemed to be saying: Aren't you scary? Don't you have any idea?
The three Calabash Brothers looked at the people in front of them. Er Wa suddenly had an idea and spoke.
"We are the bosses here. Shouldn't you do something for us?"
However, everyone asked obediently: "Then... what do you want us to do?"
Erwa stood on a table, like a little adult, pointing in the direction that Tang San just ran out and said .
"As for the lame man just now, whoever of you can capture him will be under us and ensure that no one can bully him."
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but Showing a sly smile.
The lame young man was known as Thousand-Armed Shura in the Killing City. He looked young, but in fact he was extremely vicious and killed people without blinking an eye.
And people who have won several games in a row in the Hell Arena naturally make them very jealous and do not dare to offend them at will.
Now that someone can ignore the rules and support them, how could they not seize this excellent opportunity.
At this time, Erwa added.
"Furthermore, I know that you can't use martial arts and soul power here, and you can't leave this place, but the three of us can."
"You should also see Here, we are the ones who can use martial arts and soul power at will in this place.”
"So, we can definitely rescue you."
Since they arrived in the Killing City, they have never thought about getting out, because they know that it is impossible to get out.
The killing and bloodshed here have long made them forget what the outside world is like, and also made them accustomed to this kind of life.
But in this place where the strong is respected, they are also extremely eager to obtain powerful power, and walking out of this killing city is the best proof for them.
So, this condition is undoubtedly an extremely tempting one.
Everyone was already eager to try, and a group of people rushed out of the arena.
The third baby wondered at this time: "Then can we really take them out?"
The second baby smiled slightly, scratched his head and said: "I don't know, if we can If so... Let’s talk about it.”
“I actually lied to them. I feel that they are not good people, and taking them out may not be a good thing.”
Da Wa and San Wa. Everyone was shocked and exclaimed; "Ah! What a lie!"
But I was relieved to think that these people in the Killing City didn't seem to be good people.
At this time, on the other side.
In the dim passages of the Killing City, the atmosphere is so oppressive that people can’t breathe.
Tang San looked solemn, sweat dripping down his forehead. In this world full of blood and killing, he was facing an unprecedented crisis.
Hundreds of extremely vicious killers, like a pack of hungry wolves, with greed and bloodlust in their eyes, tightly surrounded Tang San. Some of them were holding sharp blades, and some were waving heavy iron chains, and they kept letting out bursts of strange screams, as if they had already seen Tang San become a dead soul under their hands.
Tang San took a deep breath, his eyes instantly became sharp. His right hand touched his waist, and a small flying knife instantly appeared at his fingertips.
This flying knife looks ordinary, but in Tang San's hands it seems to be alive.
With a flick of his wrist, the flying knife shot out like lightning, instantly piercing the throat of a killer who was rushing forward.
The killer fell to the ground before he even had time to scream.
This time, like the fuse of explosives being lit, the killers immediately rushed towards Tang San crazily.
Tang San was not afraid at all, he was moving through the crowd like a ghost, his hands constantly wielding various hidden weapons.
I saw him throwing flying needles from time to time. The flying needles made a sharp whistling sound in the air, accurately piercing the enemy's eyes, temples and other vital parts
Throwing them out from time to time. A handful of specially made sleeve arrows exploded in the crowd, releasing countless tiny poisonous needles, causing the surrounding killers to fall to the ground twitching in pain.
In this narrow passage, Tang San's hidden weapon exerted great power.
Every time he takes action, at least one killer falls.
However, the number of enemies was too great. Even though Tang San's hidden weapons cost them a heavy price, they still came forward one after another.
As time went by, Tang San's physical strength was gradually exhausted. His movements began to become sluggish, and the firing speed of the hidden weapon also slowed down.
And those killers seemed to be aware of Tang San's fatigue, and their attacks became even more frenzied.
Finally, after throwing another handful of flying needles, Tang San's body stagnated slightly. At this moment, a tall killer took the opportunity to rush in front of him, swung the giant ax in his hand, and slashed down at Tang San.
Tang San wanted to dodge, but his body could no longer keep up with the speed of his thinking. He could only barely raise his arms, trying to block the fatal blow.
With a loud "boom", the giant ax struck Tang San's arms heavily.
Tang San felt a huge force coming from him, and his body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, hitting the wall behind him heavily.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and the scene in front of him became a little blurry.
Despite this, Tang San's eyes were still full of unyielding. He widened his eyes and stared at the enemy in front of him, his eyes burning with sky-high rage!
"Fuck, I knew something bad would happen every time I met these gourd babies!!"
He struggled to stand up, but his body no longer obeyed his orders. His legs were trembling as he tried to support himself, but every time he exerted force, he would fall to the ground.
His arms hung down weakly, his fingers slightly bent, trying to grab the ground, but he never succeeded.
The surrounding killers slowly gathered around, with ferocious smiles on their faces, as if they had seen the dawn of victory.
Their pace is slow and steady, like a group of beasts about to enjoy a feast, exuding suffocating murderous intent.
However, at this moment, he was powerless and could only watch the enemy approaching step by step.
His body has reached its limit and he can no longer resist. He felt hopeless and helpless, as if the whole world was leaving him.
In the end, under the siege of hundreds of killers, Tang San slowly closed his eyes and fell into a coma.
His consciousness gradually blurred, and at the last moment, he seemed to hear the cheers of the killers, and the sound was like the whisper of the devil, echoing in his ears.
“Fuck…”
he finally cursed.
(End of this chapter)