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The effect of radical method on the scar surface is very successful.

As soon as his voice fell to the other side, several projectiles were thrown not far in his direction.

Scarface had been prepared for a long time. When he was about to avoid the explosion damage caused by the projectile, he discovered that two smoke bombs were thrown near him.

The white smoke from the smoke bombs covered the entire street, and after a moment of recuperation, he concentrated and listened carefully to the movement around him.

His hearing is very good, which is far better than that of ordinary people, which is one of the reasons why he can kill wantonly in this battle royale.

The other is that he is cruel and ruthless enough.

Over there!

Scarface heard Zhao Yanqing's running footsteps, directly raised the Groza assault rifle in his hand, crossed the low wall where he was hiding, aimed at the place where the thick smoke spread, and pulled the trigger.

The super high rate of fire of the Groza assault rifle... A series of barrages instantly poured out in the direction Scarface was aiming at!

The bullet tore through the smoke and shot straight at Zhao Yanqing.

Zhao Yanqing also responded directly.

Scarface didn't know if he had shot it, but his head was firmly hit by the bullet fired by the Type 95 rifle!

Fortunately, the helmet he is wearing now is a third-level helmet, and the design prototype is made by Maozi, which is resistant to beating.

The bullet hit the third-level head visor on the scar's face, leaving only a dent.

But Scarface was shot back by the impact of the bullet.

The whole person's head seemed to be put into a clock, and someone knocked it hard like tinnitus.

Even so, Scarface still caught the sound of Zhao Yanqing's footsteps, and he ran away!

The fierceness in Scarface's heart made him take off the obstructive helmet and throw it away, raised the Groza assault rifle in his hand and chased after Zhao Yanqing.

During the pursuit, the two sides exchanged fire almost without interruption.

Scarface also kept an eye out, he was carefully counting how many shots Zhao Yanqing had fired.

He had paid attention to the bullet magazines generated on Jedi Island. The magazines of automatic rifles can hold up to forty rounds.

Now it is the thirty-seventh bullet that Zhao Yanqing has fired!

When Zhao Yanqing fired three consecutive shots and missed Scarface, Scarface knew that his chance had come.

Zhao Yanqing also distanced himself from Scarface and hid in the building.

Scarface quickly judged the building where Zhao Yanqing was hiding from the sound of footsteps.

He quickly lowered his body and moved towards the building.

The extremely subtle sound of bullets being inserted into clips sounded in a room of this building.

He didn't have a spare magazine?

Scarface couldn't believe that a professional like Zhao Yanqing didn't have a backup magazine at this juncture.

But... it's not certain, these dream hunters walked around with the mentality of coming in for sightseeing in the first place, maybe they didn't want to kill people in the first place!

The sound of bullets being pressed into the magazine from that room was very subtle, and Zhao Yanqing could be heard trying to restrain his movements.

This is the opportunity!

Scarface didn't miss this opportunity, he used the least risky way.

He pulled the safety catch of a stun grenade and two frag grenades and threw them straight out the window.

When all three projectiles exploded, Scarface shot directly through the window with a Groza assault rifle at the location where the sound came out.

But when he shot halfway through the scar, he found that there was no one in the room!

How can it be? Where did the sound of reloading come from?

Scarface suddenly saw some residues in the corner of the room, it was a charred magazine clip, and there were some remnants of some kind of mechanism.

It's a trap!

It was too late when this idea came to Scarface's mind.

Zhao Yanqing jumped straight down from the second floor, knocked Scarface down to the ground, and pinned him firmly to the ground.

"you……"

When Scarface wanted to curse a few more words, Zhao Yanqing took out a dagger and put it directly on Scarface's throat.

At this moment, Scarface exhausted all his strength to push the dagger away.

But the sharp dagger pressed down on Scarface's throat little by little, and slowly cut open the skin of his throat, followed by muscles, and then the trachea, until Scarface couldn't speak

Zhao Yanqing looked at the scar face with cold eyes.

Zhao Yanqing had no intention of killing Scarface with a gun from the very beginning. It would be too cheap for him to dare to insult his wife and daughter and kill Scarface directly with bullets!

Finally, the blade cut across Scarface's throat completely, and Zhao Yanqing directly ended his life with this dagger.

Zhao Yanqing wiped off the blood stained on the dagger, and the surrounding scenery was completely swallowed by darkness during this period.

The tapir, the master of nightmares, stepped out of the darkness while clapping softly.

The tapir clapped so slowly that it was hard to tell if it was celebratory or sarcastic.

"This time you finally won, Mr. Zhao."

The Nightmare Lord seemed to know Zhao Yanqing, and Zhao Yanqing also acted calmly, knowing that the dagger in his hand could not hurt the Nightmare Lord.

"Tapir, you shouldn't be dragging a student into a nightmare."

While speaking, Zhao Yanqing looked at Qiu Ren who was standing beside the Nightmare Lord.

His eyes were also signaling Qiu Ren not to get too close to that guy.

The character of the Nightmare Lord is moody, who knows if Tapir will have another whim and keep Qiuren in this nightmare forever.

Qiu Ren raised his hand to signal Zhao Yanqing not to worry too much, he still has some backhands who can get out of this nightmare.

"I just took a fancy to Mr. Qiu Ren's potential and talent, and wanted to give him a stage to show off. From the results, the nightmare Mr. Qiu Ren created is beyond ordinary...delicious."

When tapir said the latter, there was an uncontrollable excitement in his voice.

"Delicious... you don't plan to exchange the nightmare dungeon back to the Tower of Death?"

To Zhao Yanqing, this was absolutely bad news.

He won this death battle royale, which means... none of the other ninety-nine death row prisoners and dream hunters who participated in this nightmare dungeon failed to survive this battle royale.

The damage caused by the tragic death in the nightmare will be projected into the real world.

Zhao Yanqing is already estimating how many death-row prisoners and dreamers will sleep forever in nightmares, unable to wake up in reality!

This is not because Zhao Yanqing is sympathizing with the death row prisoners, but that there are only so many death row prisoners in Fengdu Prison!

Now the life consumption of this S-level nightmare seed has suddenly increased by five times. Once the lives of the condemned prisoners in Fengdu Prison are all swallowed up by the nightmare.

After that, the dream hunters from Fengdu Prison and soldiers from various military regions need to go up.

So Zhao Yanqing's ultimate goal in exploring this nightmare is to negotiate with the master of the nightmare, Tapir, and ask Tapir to exchange the copy of the nightmare back to the death tower that only needs 20 dreamers each time!

"Don't you humans often want to change your taste? I am very satisfied with the death battle royale built by Mr. Qiu Ren. I am so satisfied that I can't wait to start the second game."

The tapir, the master of nightmares, seemed very dissatisfied with Zhao Yanqing's questioning, so Zhao Yanqing's heart skipped a beat when he heard the last half of the sentence.

It was scary enough that the number of people who needed to be sacrificed in the original nightmare dungeon suddenly increased by five times.

Once the frequency of sacrifice is also shortened, from the original twelve hours to six hours, or even one hour.

Then this nightmare seed can be judged to be in a state of complete rampage.

One hour consumes a hundred lives? What era is this mass grave?

Fortunately, the tapir is just talking, and it also knows that it is not a good thing to die with humans.

"But you don't need to worry, Mr. Zhao, the damage caused to you by death in battle royale is much lower than in death tower. I can guarantee this with my reputation." Tapir said.

"How can this be?"

Zhao Yanqing didn't understand that they all died in nightmares. Is there a difference between being shot in the death battle royale and being strangled by organs in the tower of death?

"I didn't want to believe it before, but it turns out that it's feasible. It's enough for some of you to enjoy this nightmare and this carnage from the bottom of your heart."

Tapir, the master of nightmares, glanced at Qiuren when he said this.

Before that, Tapir didn't believe what Qiuren said 'someone would be addicted to this nightmare', even if there were, they would be the kind of bloodthirsty murderers.

But it turns out that you don’t need to be a murderer. Most people who figure out the rules of the battle royale will be addicted to it. Those who are not addicted may be too afraid of pain and death.

If pain and death are reconciled, few people may be able to escape the charm of battle royale.

"..." Zhao Yanqing didn't answer. Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't find anything to refute.

"Mr. Zhao, this is a reward for the final winner. Congratulations on surviving to the end in this hundred-person battle royale. You succeeded... and won the crown of 'eating chicken'."

Tapir didn't continue this topic, but directly gave the reward of eating chicken.

Of course, this reward cannot really be a plate of delicious roast chicken.

It was a seed exuding a light golden luster.

Dream Seed!

This may be the best harvest the dreamers have obtained from exploring the nightmare, and it is also the most important reason why the dreamers are desperately exploring the S-level nightmare dungeon.

Dream makers don't just need creation points to construct dreams. If they want to construct dreams with sci-fi or magic, this kind of extraordinary nature, they need dream seeds as the base.

The strength of the dream seed is also from E to SS level, the stronger the dream seed, the stronger the character in the dream dungeon.

A C-level dream seed that the tapir took out as a reward is also an expensive strategic resource in today's market.

Or it is no exaggeration to say that any dream seed is a strategic resource cherished by the country, which is as important as oil and rare earths in this world!

Zhao Yanqing had no choice but to accept this C-level dream seed, and after accepting it, looked at Qiu Ren again, as if he wanted to take Qiu Ren away from this nightmare.

"I still have something to talk to him about. Mr. Zhao please come back now."

The nightmare master tapir clapped his hands again, and Zhao Yanqing suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

He opened his eyes and the surrounding scenery changed back to the medical monitoring room of Fengdu Prison.

Only the shiny C-level dream seed in his hand told him that everything just now was real.

"Are you awake? Have you negotiated with the Nightmare Lord? What is his decision?"

Kan Shaoni and other dream hunters from Fengdu Prison immediately gathered around and asked.

"The tapir's decision is... to keep the nightmare created by that student for a long time in the future." Zhao Yanqing said the bad news in a very heavy tone.

For the staff of Fengdu Prison, this is tantamount to bad news that the sky is about to fall.

Some dream hunters even sat down on the ground uncontrollably, with a look of 'we are finished! ’ expression of despair.

During this period, another bad news came into the monitoring room.

"Captain! The condemned prisoners who came out of the nightmare instance started to riot!" A prison guard rushed into the monitoring room and shouted.

"Riot? They still have the strength to riot? Catch those guys and throw them all back into the nightmare dungeon!" Kan Shaoni said.

"This...captain, the reason they rioted was because they wanted to get back the copy of the nightmare." The prison guard said, "After the death row prisoners woke up, many people were clamoring that they wanted to go back to eat chicken."

Um? Kan Shaoni was taken aback when she heard about this situation, and then looked at Xiao Zhou next to her.

Xiao Zhou clamored to go back to the nightmare dungeon and continue to eat chicken and eat chicken. It can be said that Xiao Zhou had awakened his masochist attributes, but what happened to the death row prisoners who also wanted to go back to eat chicken?

Mass spread of masochistic contagion?

Kan Shaoni may not be able to understand, but when Xiao Zhou thought that she would never experience the pleasure of eating chicken again, she was already in the state of "my heart has been taken away by eating chicken, and there will be no sorrow or joy in this life".

But when he learned that the battle royale had become a long-term reserved project, he couldn't help but clenched his fists, and his face showed 'Yeah! ’ expression.

So what the hell is that chicken doing? Is it steamed or braised? Where did such a great magic power make so many people want to taste it without fear of life and death?