People in DC, every day administrative leave

Everyone shouted the name of the keyboard, and one by one ran from the viewing venue to where it and Mongo's body were.

Facing the crowd that surged up around him, Zhang San gave these bellicose aliens in different clothes and looks the gifts they deserved.

Zi.

hum!

The red lightsaber in his hand was like a scythe being swung down. The body of the alien who was close to him in front was broken into two parts, while a group of people behind who didn't know what was going on were still pushing forward.

buzz-

hum-

Blood of various colors flowed all over the ground. When those who were not killed saw what was happening clearly, they all wanted to escape from the death zone in fear.

However, the yellow barrier that enveloped them broke the illusions of all the survivors. One of the guys who looked back with fear on his face saw the weapon in the keyboard's hand explode with a bang, and his heart instantly rekindled hope.

He pointed at the keyboard that had lost its weapons and shouted loudly to the people still alive around him: "It has no weapons!!! It has no weapons!!!"

Just as a group of people were preparing to fight for their lives, these people suddenly discovered that the keyboard without weapons is the scariest thing! ! !

It will tear, hammer, kick, and crush a living person into several parts using various cruel methods. Some people may even be seriously injured but not die directly.

However, under the current situation, the seriously injured person will eventually die here due to excessive blood loss!

They will see their lives passing by before their own eyes.

"Please let me go, I am willing to be your slave!"

An alien knelt in front of Zhang San, begging humbly for a chance to live.

"I don't like green-skinned aliens." He directly grabbed the other person's neck and threw it to the ground.

With a pop, the green-skinned alien, who looked like a mantis transformed into a spirit, suddenly turned into a puddle of flesh.

After seeing such a brutal act, the remaining dozen or so people were only afraid of the approaching keyboard. Some of the non-greens also followed the words of the person in front of them, hoping to become slaves of the keyboard and avoid death.

"It's so ugly, and he's still a man."

This sentence was tantamount to announcing their death. As all the aliens on the scene turned into corpses on the ground, Zhang San looked at the arena next to it, which was similar to a colosseum for watching gladiatorial battles.

The energy of the light ring enveloped not only the group of people around him, but also the place in front of him.

It was full of militants who loved to watch gladiatorial games, yelling the names of the winners and eager to see the bodies of the losers.

As a winner, Zhang San, whose fists were still dripping with other people's blood, took a deep breath of the blood-smelling air and flew to where they were.

The live broadcast ball was still following him, and the scene of the keyboard leaving the corpses was also played on the big screen in the stadium. The number of ants huddled together and trying to escape was so large that one thought someone had scattered it on the ground. Lots of sesame seeds.

The huge vacuum cleaner sucked all these people into its dust box, and the objects built with yellow energy changed again.

boom.

The stacked aliens screamed in fright at the stirring of the blade at the bottom, but Zhang San not only did not stop the rotating juicer blade, but also accelerated it.

Red, green, black, all kinds of colors are mixed together.

These aliens, which totaled tens of thousands, were simply processed into a strange-smelling slurry. Zhang San took them and the corpses and left the war world to another planet.

After throwing away the trash, he returned to the war world.

The assistant who had not listened to Meng Ge before was still standing in the palace belonging to the previous owner of War World. He neither ran away nor asked the cannon operator to attack the keyboard flying into the universe.

"Bring the big guy here and I'll lift your restrictions."

After sending the message, Zhang San looked at the assistant in front of him who seemed to be waiting for his order. He asked the other person to do something.

Announce to all the inhabitants of this planet that their master has replaced himself with a new one, and now the world of war belongs to the keyboard.

Starting from today, there will be no more gladiatorial performances in War World. At the same time, it will not move again.

Those who want to stay can stay here, and those who want to leave can also leave.

"This is the place where gladiators are imprisoned. Most of them are powerful guys."

The assistant took him to the bottom of the arena. The environment in the dungeon guarded by machine guards was very poor. At first, Zhang San only saw some monster-looking slaves.

"No humans?"

"Most of them are dead, but there's a new one who didn't go into battle."

As he spoke, the assistant took him to the door of a separate cell. The dry environment inside seemed slightly better than the 'group dormitory' outside.

It was only a little better, because the cell didn't even have a bed, and the people locked in it had their hands hung by chains on the wall.

Blue leather?

creak

Hearing the noise, the woman wearing armor in the cell raised her head and looked over.

"What abilities does she have?"

"Quite good combat ability. One person killed dozens of enemies in an entire spaceship before being captured."

"Only a few dozen?"

Seeing the helpless look in his assistant's eyes, Zhang San understood that his demands on these slaves were too high.

Mongo lets people catch slaves everywhere just for fun, and this is the quality of most gladiators.

"Get to know your new master Keyboard. Whatever hatred you have with Mongo is in the past. Now you are mine."

The other person reminded him of Liana in Mass Effect. She also had a light blue complexion, and the woman in front of her had more black hair than her.

But when it comes to clothing, the former is much more conservative than the latter.

This woman's outfit gives off the feeling that she wants to show off her figure to the fullest, and the armor is also representative of the kind that wears less and has higher defense.

The metal breastplate is the same as underwear, and the pants are just two extra pieces of cloth on the front and back.

He had arm guards and boots, and the look in his eyes was a little numb.

Perhaps because she knew she would end up being captured on the planet War World, she behaved very quietly and obediently.

Even though Zhang San pinched her chin and looked at the other person's face, this woman still didn't have any extreme emotions.

(The big guy said he needed some help. He couldn't dismantle the cannon in a short time alone.)

"Send me the list of people to call."

A weapon that can destroy a planet is indeed a good thing. Although he won't use it, he won't leave it in the war world.

"Are you a Lantern?"

Suddenly, the blue-skinned woman spoke, and there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes that were numb just now.

Maybe it’s because the scene between Zhang San and Deadshot on the phone looks like a green light?

"I have killed more than one Guardian of the Universe." The evil keyboard projected to her the scene of chasing down the little blue man. (End of chapter)