Douluo Auto Chess: Starting from Samsung Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 175 Killing Fields

"It depends on how good the weapon you buy is. You can buy three or four times the usual Bloody Mary. If it can withstand the battle, it is exclusive to the powerful ones. You have to go to the blacksmith shop to customize it. You can buy more than a dozen Bloody Marys. Just enough to pay the deposit.”

The strong man smiled playfully, "I advise you not to go. Even if you gather the Bloody Mary to make weapons, you will encounter many dangers."

Zhou Bo turned back: "You have said so much, what do you want?"

"Since you can see it, I won't beat around the bush anymore. The newcomer has a one-month protection period. As long as you don't take the initiative to cause trouble, people in the inner city can't attack you. I think you have good strength, but you can't do it alone in the Killing City." If you can’t survive, why not join us and transport a month’s worth of goods for us, and the law enforcement team will support you.”

Zhou Bo was speechless. It should be said that it is a killing city full of criminals. It sounds like they can produce contraband here. I don't know if it is because of the strong smell of blood in the killing city or because they have a natural sense of crime.

"I do not need."

Zhou Bo waved his hand and walked straight to the city gate. Everyone present was too timid. It was difficult for him to take the initiative, and he lacked a container to hold the liquid. He should find another opportunity later.

"If you regret it tomorrow, come to the law enforcement team to find me."

The strong man was not surprised that Zhou Bo refused. He thought that when he first came in, he looked arrogant. Later, he was frightened by the monsters in the killing field and joined the law enforcement team with all his life.

Zhou Bo did not answer. He waved to the guide. The latter looked at Zhou Bo's calm look and finally did not dare to refuse. He gritted his teeth and followed him.

"Find a place to live first, preferably a clean one."

Zhou Bo didn't have high requirements for his residence, as long as the smell of blood around him wasn't as strong as outside.

The guide smiled bitterly and said, "Sir, there is no house here where no one has died. Your request is the most difficult to fulfill."

Zhou Bo paused and said meaningfully: "Can people kill people in the city?"

The guide shook his head. He actually heard the expectation from Zhou Bo's words. He went crazy on the first day after entering the city. Maybe he could live a few more years.

"As long as we are not discovered by the law enforcement team, our death will be in vain. That's why those of us will be outside the city. Although we have to guard against others when we gather together, under normal circumstances, at least we don't have to worry about dying for no reason."

The guide led the way and we soon arrived at the rental place.

There was a middle-aged woman with a fierce face sitting inside. When she saw the two of them, she turned her eyes to Zhou Bo and asked directly: "Here, rent a house and find your own place. One Bloody Mary a month, and the better ones will double the price. "

Everyone in the Killing City must contribute a cup of Bloody Mary every month. If they cannot kill others, they must draw their own blood. If you add the rent and food for housing, you can draw an adult in less than three months.

This is why killing cannot be eliminated in the Killing City.

Zhou Bo flipped through the information on the houses. Most of them were ordinary wooden houses that could provide shelter from the wind and rain. The reason why they asked for the price of a glass of Bloody Mary was because they could provide tenants with the city's rules against unprovoked killings. Certain protection.

“The best one.”

Zhou Bo threw out the leather bag containing blood. The middle-aged woman raised her eyelids but did not take it.

When the leather bag fell to the ground, the middle-aged woman picked it up, opened it, and her expression became more relaxed. She found the corresponding key from a pile of keys and threw it on the table: "There is only one key. If you lose it, you can climb over the wall. Be careful not to be seen by the law enforcement team then."

Zhou Bo smiled, picked up the key from the table, and led the guide to the rental house.

"Tell me where the killing fields and the smithy are, and then you can leave."

The guide was eager for this and hurriedly pointed out two locations and explained the route in detail. After Zhou Bo nodded, he sneakily left the city.

Zhou Bo first went to check out the house. It was located in the southwest corner of the killing city. It was relatively quiet, but the neighbors' eyes were dark and swaying, wandering over the vital parts of Zhou Bo's neck and heart, showing no enthusiasm at all.

However, no one dared to take action and were all waiting and watching. If Zhou Bo could not show his fearsome strength, even if there was a protection period for newcomers, the neighbors would be happy to let the newcomers realize how dark the night was in the Killing City.

"Go to the Killing Fields and have a look. If the [Dragon Clan] bond is invalid when the martial soul is sealed, then the harvest in the Killing City will be at least halved."

Zhou Bo soon came to the center of the city. The killing field was similar to the spirit fighting field. The difference was that the identities of the audience and players in the killing field could be changed at any time.

The loser here has only one fate, and that is death. Came to the registration office, "I want to sign up for the next bloody battle."

The person in charge of registration looked at Zhou Bo and said, "Newcomer? You can't wait to come to the killing field on the first day. You are very brave."

I couldn't tell if there was more mockery or praise in his tone.

"What's your name? It's also a code name."

Zhou Bo didn't want to give his real name. After thinking about it, the title of Chess Saint in the Soul Fighting Arena was not very good here. It would be better to choose a louder and more intimidating title, so that he could save some trouble by saying it.

"The Gunslinger."

Zhou Bo said.

The person who registered stopped his pen, raised his head and looked straight at Zhou Bo.

"Such an arrogant title? Are you sure? If I write it down like this, you won't be able to survive tonight if it spreads. People without strength are not worthy of being arrogant in the killing city."

"And you are called the Gunslinger. Where is your gun?"

"It's broken. Stop talking nonsense and just write it down."

Zhou Bo answered truthfully.

"Okay, if you regret it later, two Bloody Marys, I'll change it for you."

In this way, Zhou Bo's title became the Gunslinger.

He walked into the killing field, and the people behind him were chatting with colleagues, "Would you like to bet on whether the man just now can survive tonight? I bet he can't."

"Then what's there to bet on? The blood gun is inside."

The sound was gradually replaced by noise, and loud and noisy shouts and curses came from the killing field.

"Break his head off!"

"Bite his throat!"

"Kill him! Ah, I lost everything again!"

There are more than a dozen arenas on the field. Different from the arena in the Soul Fighting Arena, the arena in the Killing Fields is surrounded by iron nets, like an iron cage. After the players enter, they can only come out after killing everyone else.

There is no victory or defeat here, only life and death.

Zhou Bo looked down.

Two people were fighting close to each other in the iron cage, and two broken corpses lying on the ground next to them were lying on the ground, their blood draining quietly.

The speed of blood coagulation in the Killing City is very slow, enough for the corpse to drain itself.

Without soul skills, a soul master's battle is not gorgeous, but his moves are still deadly. Those who can survive in the killing field are not weak.

After listening in the audience for a while, Zhou Bo knew the identities of the two people below.

The Skull Crusher and the Throat Crusher have similar names and usually dislike each other. This time they met in the killing field, but unexpectedly, they worked together to kill the other two and then fought together.

(End of this chapter)