Chapter 190 The King of Slaughter

"Let's go."

After throwing the eggs into the ground, Lin Fan waved to the two women.

Lin Fan also wanted to see the killing fields of the Killing City, a battleground where superiority and life and death were determined.

"Spectators please watch from the sidelines."

Lin Fan, who was sitting in the audience, felt a little bored. He was about to go to the waiting hall to have a look, but two doormen stretched out their hands to block the door.

"Interesting, I went to sign up."

Lin Fan looked at the two guards in front of him and said.

"Please go to the gate of the Killing Fields to sign up."

The doorman still had no expression on his face.

"No need, Lord Slaughter King asked me to bring Mr. Lin Fan over."

As soon as the two guards finished speaking, the commentator on the side slowly walked out of the waiting hall.

"Yes, Mr. Commentator."

The two guards quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at the commentator.

"Come with me, I know you'll come."

"This is your badge."

The commentator glanced at Lin Fan, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and then handed Lin Fan the ID badge he had prepared.

Lin Fan nodded and took the identity tag without hesitation.

"Outsider, you are the first to be able to use soul skills in the killing city."

The commentator led Lin Fan to a dark red wooden door and stepped aside.

The King of Slaughter, who was sitting on the throne in front of him and holding his chin with one hand, saw Lin Fan and clapped his hands. The thick mask concealed the expression of the King of Slaughter at this time.

"Really? The city of killing should be honored."

Lin Fan smiled indifferently.

The King of Slaughter on the side was speechless when he saw Lin Fan like this. Now the King of Slaughter finally understood what the commentator Lin Fan meant when he was being difficult to deal with.

"Lin Fan, this is the King of Slaughter, please pay attention to your words."

The commentator, who was hiding aside, couldn't help but speak.

"No, I just appreciate this unruly look. Do you know the price of this sentence?"

The King of Slaughter stretched out his hand in front of the commentator and asked Lin Fan.

As soon as these words came out, not only did the commentator hold his breath, but even the captain of the law enforcement team outside the door pricked up his ears.

How can a person who can sit in a high position in the city of killing be a small role? Naturally, he does not want to be trapped in the city of killing for the rest of his life.

Lin Fan was their last hope, and they definitely didn't want Lin Fan to die here.

"The price? What price?"

"Nothing, you should go back, I look forward to you completing Yum."

Lin Fan waved his hand as he saw that he was not afraid of the King of Slaughter at all.

Although the King of Slaughter is invincible in the City of Slaughter, there are also many restrictions. Like Bo Saixi, he only plays the role of an NPC.

If there were no restrictions from the Killing City, Lin Fan was sure that the King of Killing would do something to him. The commentator and the captain of the law enforcement team could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Thank you very much then."

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth raised slightly, and a wicked smile flashed across his face.

"Go."

The King of Slaughter waved his hand, leaned on the throne and closed his eyes.

Lin Fan walked into the arena under the watch of the two men.

……

A week after entering the Killing City, Lin Fan had already completed 73 consecutive victories. It could be said that Lin Fan was in the arena twenty hours a day.Hu Liena and Zhu Zhuqing, who were lying on chairs above the auditorium, had fallen asleep.

If it hadn't been for the rules set by the King of Slaughter that no struggle was allowed in the audience of the Killing Fields, these two beauties would have been swarmed.

"Even if you have a small skill, you dare to do it with an axe."

Lin Fan didn't care at all about the enemy in front of him. Being able to use soul skills in the arena was absolutely crushing.

Even a soul master with extremely strong combat skills could not last more than three to ten minutes under Lin Fan.

Even soul saints from the outside world may die in the ring when facing soul sects with soul skills.

This is also the reason why Lin Fan was able to win 73 games in a row in three days.

"Go and stop the arena for two days. You should understand what I mean."

When Lin Fan reached his eighty-game winning streak, the King of Slaughter spoke to the commentator on the side.

In three days, he completed eighty consecutive victories in the Killing Fields. The King of Killing can guarantee that this is absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented.

"Ok."

"Due to various reasons, the next arena will be temporarily closed for two days."

The commentator on the side nodded, and then appeared above the arena,
After the commentator finished speaking, the gamblers in the arena stood up one after another and dropped the things in their hands on the ground to express their dissatisfaction.

"This is what the King of Slaughter means."

Seeing everyone's appearance, the commentator spoke again.

The next second, I saw the mess on the floor disappearing instantly, replaced by brand new seats.

"It seems that the King of Slaughter has intervened."

Lin Fan shrugged helplessly as he watched everyone leaving one after another.

Lin Fan had already guessed the temperament of the King of Slaughter. He would definitely be secretly blocked by the King of Slaughter after completing eighty consecutive victories in three days.

"No problem, but...what can I get?"

Lin Fan looked at the commentator and said doubtfully.

I'm afraid the commentator has only seen Lin Fan who dared to negotiate terms with the King of Slaughter in the City of Slaughter.

"This……"

The commentator was stunned by Lin Fan's question.

Over the years, since Lin Fan arrived here, he has broken many rules in the Killing City.

"After I wait for the big yum, I want to walk the legendary road to hell. I also hope that the King of Slaughter can fulfill my wish."

Lin Fan said and looked at the commentator.

"I'm sorry... I have no power over this. The Killing City has existed for hundreds of years, and there are only two people who entered the hell road. How can you be so sure?"

The commentator looked at Lin Fan and spoke slowly.

Only a few people have appeared since they appeared in the Killing City, and most of them can't even complete Yum, let alone the road to hell.

"Yes, but you will have to wait until you reach a hundred consecutive wins, then you will be eligible to go to Hell Road."

Seeing that the commentator still refused to speak, the voice of the Slaughter King sounded from all directions.

The King of Slaughter didn't want Lin Fan to continue anyway, so he just wanted to stabilize Lin Fan first.

"In this case, I didn't mean to see you all in two days."

Lin Fan said as he looked at the people in the audience.

Surrounded by everyone, Lin Fan left the arena, and the commentator could only follow Lin Fan outside the crowd.

Because Lin Fan is so powerful, in the eyes of the gamblers in the Killing City, he is no different from the God of Wealth. No matter what the opponent is, just buy Lin Fan.

After walking out of the arena, everyone knew each other very well and kept their distance automatically. This also prevented Lin Fan from going on a killing spree.

"Lin Fan, the King of Slaughter has noticed you. According to my understanding of the King of Slaughter, he will never let you go to hell. He wants to turn you into his thug."

(End of this chapter)

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