Chapter 437 Iron Female Warrior 34
In this monthly match, one-third of the samurai died. The main reason is that the crazy wolf and the samurai are desperate to accumulate points at the end of the year.
The dead heads were laid out, a dozen of them lined up in a row. Xi Ning was horrified to see it, Body Master, are you sure, do you still want to be a warrior?
The food prepared was much less than usual, which proved that Brother Kun and the others knew that this was always the case.
After walking out of the competition field and saying goodbye to each other, the chainsaw called her on the way.
After some tweaking, he took out a steel whip: "Well... I think this is suitable for you, so I asked Brother Kun for it..."
It was the steel whip used by the beautiful warrior. Xining took it and looked at it. Even the iron caltrops on it were installed.
When a samurai loses his family, everything he possesses belongs to the arena, and weapons that no one inherits are usually sold on the black market. This time the chainsaw proved to be a great success. I asked Brother Kun for a whip, and Brother Kun agreed.
Once you have seen the power of the iron whip and used it well, you can step into the ranks of warriors. Xining happily said thank you and took the iron whip in his hand, reluctant to let go.
The next day, Xining started practicing.
On the fourth day, as soon as Xining finished breakfast and picked up the whip, he heard people banging pots and bowls in the orphanage.
"Hide quickly, Aunt Mi Li is going to practice martial arts... Put on the pot lid, Aunt Mi Li is going to practice whipping..."
Sweating a lot...
Is it that scary? But I haven't mastered the whip yet, and sometimes the thorns fly around with the whip. But the glass in the orphanage can be replaced with new ones!
That happened to be an update. Whoever still uses old-fashioned glass has already used unbreakable glass and added a projection. Sitting in the room, it feels like the ocean, forest, grassland, and even the stars in the universe are outside the window.
By the way, you need to practice harder, the glass workers will be here soon.
I was distracted, and one of the forks of the whip hit the door. Fortunately, it was an iron door, but the kindergarten sign with the donation QR code hanging outside the door almost didn't fall off.
When installing the glass, Xining left for the metal garbage dump. Anyway, the glass installation was overseen by the electric saw and the small oil drum. She had already transferred the money for the glass installation to the electric saw. Her right arm was almost useless and she needed to find a suitable one quickly.
She came back in the evening, carrying several arms, legs and feet.
The chainsaw and the small oil drum stared at her as she put a handful of legs and feet on the table, and then looked over one by one.
"So many, but..." The little oil drum raised a very small arm, obviously used by young children: "Do you want to hold this?"
"Unlucky today, none of them are suitable." Xining poured herself a glass of water and drank: "Maybe the children can use these. Send them all to Dr. Connor tomorrow."
Once you have the materials, you only need to pay the surgery fee.
The little oil drum smiled bitterly: "There's no need to be so economical, right?"
There are already 80,000 coins in the account, and Dr. Connor charges cheap fees, which is enough.
Xining tapped the little oil drum's forehead with his finger: "If you have money, you must save it. Now that we are here, we have enough money. In the future, if we die, what will happen if the new child needs surgery? By the way, we need to find a better hospital." Manage it with a fund management company and make more money.”
In order to save money, Mi Li even went to the garbage dump to pick up his arm, so he had no words to refute.
After finishing speaking, Xining turned around and looked: "Is the glass installed?"
"It's installed!" the little oil drum said happily: "Whatever settings you want, I will adjust them."
Xining: "Really? One from the competition field."
Little oil drum... It was time to start work again. Xining sat on the operating table, while the assistant continued to trim her severed right arm.
After installing it, Xining found that his right arm was half an inch shorter. Now it was better. The right arm was short and thick, even shorter than the left arm.
"I've warned you that your arm needs to be replaced!" The assistant uncle packed up his tools: "No matter how much you save money, it won't affect your life."
How does it affect her life? After replacing her right arm, she switched to using her left hand to eat. But I should consider replacing it. At the worst, I need to borrow some money and replace the entire body together. But in this high-risk business, if you don’t know tomorrow today, banks may not be willing to borrow money. As for the money in the orphanage, Chainsaw refused to embezzle it even if he was alive or dead.
The little oil drum stood at the door and suddenly shouted: "What's going on?"
What's wrong? Xining walked over and frowned slightly. This was the Crazy Wolf, but among the samurai in this group were Miyamoto and Chainsaw.
Xining ran directly to the backstage of the Warriors and asked: "Brother Kun, what's going on?"
Brother Kun smiled and said, "Don't worry, we made an agreement with Crazy Wolf." The treatment must be the same as Iron Claw, only one can be killed at most, and the others who don't unscrew their heads will get extra bonuses.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the assistant watching the game at the front door shout: "Brother Kun is not good, the crazy wolf has gone berserk!"
What?
Brother Kun and Xining both rushed to the door and saw the crazy wolf holding a machete and chopping everywhere. After the knife swept across, severed limbs and body parts flew across. And many of them are directed at the head, just like cutting a watermelon, clicking everywhere.
What a tragedy, what a tragedy, Mad Wolf doesn't want money, but points and prestige. After becoming a dark horse in the last monthly competition, I plan to enter the annual competition. There are now three months left before the end of the year. If you cannot reach the top three in points, you must compete with other samurai to win the top three, and then compete with the top three.
One less game and one more chance of winning. In the annual competition, competing with other warriors to compete for the top three may require four or five games. Therefore, Mad Wolf can only kill every game. If he can kill a top-ranked samurai, his ranking will move up.
Don't worry about not having enough warriors, mercenaries can also be added for generous bonuses.
The Crazy Wolf has a goal. He will kill the top-ranked warriors first and then deal with the minions. There were several weak samurai on the field who were just there to fill the stage and became sparring partners. They kept running for their lives and hiding as far as they could.
But the samurai competition lasts for half an hour. No matter how hard you hide, it will always be your turn.
"Damn it!" Xining grabbed Brother Kun's collar and shouted at him: "What are you waiting for? Tell Iron Claw to go up and stop him, otherwise the place will be ruined."
Currently, only Iron Claw is as powerful as Crazy Wolf.
Brother Kun looked embarrassed. He didn't want to be like this: "But there are rules in the competition field. If you want to pay, you have to pay."
If the rules are broken and the audience finds out and rebels, the show will not be able to continue.
There were seven or eight warriors on the field, and they understood the situation, so they immediately united and launched an attack on the mad wolf.
But the mad wolf was so powerful that he adjusted it in just a few clicks and cut a samurai's head into two pieces with a big knife.
Seeing that there are fewer and fewer samurai on the field, and Miyamoto and Chainsaw are struggling to hold on, they should not be able to last until the end of the game.
Xining thought for a while, turned around and left.
Go back to the locker room, open the locker, and take out the iron whip. After squeezing it in his hand, he quickly rushed back.
Seeing Xi Ning holding the iron whip in his hand, Brother Kun's face darkened: "Mi Li, don't do stupid things!"
(End of chapter)