The swords around were tense, and the black muzzles, muzzles, infantry fighting vehicles and tank shooting ports made the entire scene full of death.

This is the prelude to killing, full of terrifying and incisive aura.

Especially the sudden silence of the scene added endless gloom to this horror.

Ye Yushu's little heart was beating, and she looked at Chen Ping deeply, but she couldn't tell what to say.

Suddenly, among the crowd of retired leagues, a high-level team member had a pale face and purple lips. He shook his companion next to him three times and smashed him to the ground with a clang.

Seeing this scene, everyone at the scene was shocked at the same time.

But this is just the beginning...

As the retired league members were shocked by the scene, the second, third and fourth fell one after another...

"This...what's going on?"

Ye Yushu asked anxiously.

Meng Zongping rushed over immediately with a terror and carefully checked at several retired league members who fainted.

After a while, he hurriedly turned around and looked at Ye Yushu.

"He...they...they were all shocked~!"

Ye Yushu: “…”

Everyone: "..."

"Prosperity..." Chen Ping snorted coldly, waved his hand and shouted: "We are all standing in order, I won't accept cowardly soft-boys here~!"

When they heard this, the crowds of people looked at each other one by one.

What this means is that you don’t plan to kill anyone?

This depends on the unanimous idea of ​​all the players in the retired league.

Da da da da da ~!

Suddenly, a harsh submachine gun sounded from a tank.

"What the hell is standing there? Don't you understand the boss's words? Let's line up~!"

Qiu Yongchao on the tank shouted sternly.

As his words fell, the retired league members who were stunned began to line up nervously, but stood in a ruthless manner.

"Meng Zongping~!"

Seeing the people lined up, Chen Pingxu narrowed his eyes and shouted.

"Come~!" Meng Zongping rushed to Chen Ping and gave a standard salute: "Please give instructions from the boss."

"Does your people usually not even stand in a queue?" Chen Ping asked coldly.

"Report to the boss, I..."

"You have been dismissed." Chen Ping interrupted Meng Zongping without hesitation and shouted in a deep voice: "Long Feifan..."

“Come~!”

On a stairs chariot, Long Feifan jumped down immediately and hurried over.

Chen Ping coldly pointed at the people in line: "This group of people will be all organized into your Blood Shadow Fire Team, and you will be trained strictly~!"

"Report to the boss..." Long Feifan immediately saluted Chen Ping, and wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Ping turned around and glared at Long Feifan: "Do you have something to say?"

"Yes~!" Long Feifan stretched his body straight.

Chen Ping: "If you have farts, just let it go."

"Report to the boss~!" Long Feifan shouted with a solemn look: "The four brigades of Blood Shadow Wind Forest Volcano are elites created according to your orders, strictly screening, eliminating, and strictly checking. Every team member is a warrior who fights out of the test of blood and fire, life and death."

"What then?" Chen Ping asked with his hands behind his back and a cold face.

"So..." Long Feifan shouted at the top of his throat: "Our Blood Shadow Fire Team is the elite among Blood Shadow Elites, the Hell Warriors who are ready to enter the battle at any time. There are no weak people here, let alone the intake of cowardly soft-boys."

"You have strictly stipulated that the four brigades of Blood Shadow Wind Forest Volcano cannot be filled with special soldiers, backdoor soldiers, and related soldiers. Everything must be born from strict training and life-and-death test..."

After hearing this, the audience suddenly became silent.

No one expected that Long Feifan would swear a lot at Chen Ping, and his final choice was not to accept this group of people.

But the more direct meaning in this sentence is that this group of garbage, cowardly and soft-boys, is not worthy of joining his blood-shading fire team.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Ping said coldly: "So the hell are waiting for me here."

Long Feifan: "..."

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a tall and big horse suddenly walked out of the queue.

"Who asked you to come out?" Long Feifan immediately turned around and shouted, "Get back."

The man was disobedient, but came straight to Chen Ping.

"This..." Meng Zongping, who was standing beside him, hurriedly said: "This is a judge, a very powerful sniper~!"

"Sniper?" Long Feifan stared at the judge and sneered: "If you hold a sniper rifle, you are called a sniper?"

"It is said that the elite soldiers and generals under Boss Chen are like slaughtering people, and they are all neither dragons nor tigers." The judge ignored Long Feifan and stared at Chen Ping and said, "I really want to experience it."

After hearing this, Chen Ping smiled coldly at the judge.

"Who do you want to find?"

"Just look for him." The judge pointed at Long Feifan.

Chen Ping pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a strange smile: "Long Feifan, I don't agree with you~!"

"Just rely on him?" Long Feifan snorted disdainfully: "What's the point?"

"It's better to be a marksman." The judge turned around and looked at Long Feifan: "If you win me, I will be punished immediately. If you lose..."

"If he loses, he, the captain of the Blood Shadow Fire Team, will fuck him to the end and be your deputy~!"

Chen Ping directly interrupted the judge and said firmly.

After hearing this, not only the judge was stunned, but even everyone at the scene showed a look of shock.

"Boss is right." Long Feifan stared at the judge and said word by word: "If I lose, the captain of the Blood Shadow Fire Team will have no shame to do it."

"No need to do this." The judge waved his hand and said, "If you lose, please take back what you said just now..."

"This is the rule of our blood shadow." Long Feifan shouted coldly: "The strong are respected and the strength is respected. Then follow the boss's orders and do not change~!"

Upon hearing this, the judge looked at Chen Ping in surprise.

But Chen Ping smiled indifferently, turned around and shouted, "Come on a chair for me~!"

When Meng Zongping, who was standing beside him, hurried back to the villa and walked out with a chair.

Chen Ping turned around, sat directly on the chair, crossed his legs, and lit a cigarette.

His actions interpreted that he was interested in watching this competition, and he was very interested.

At this time, Long Feifan glared at the judge: "How to compare the law?"

"It's very simple." The judge turned around and pointed to the wall on the villa's gate: "The distance here is 1,700 meters."

Long Feifan nodded: "Agree."

The judge said word by word: "If anyone of us can hit the flagpole on the top of the city, whoever wins is considered to be ~!"

After hearing this, Long Feifan sneered: "Agree, you can choose any weapon."

"I'll use it." The judge patted the sniper rifle in his hand.
Chapter completed!