In the blink of an eye, both prisoners laughed, how could they be afraid of a third-class jailer with such a strong upper hand.

"I've killed many jailers like you, one punched in the head, some broke the neck, how do you want to die?" The fierce prisoner clenched his fist and said to Huang Zheng with a tyrannical face, his eyes sparkling, as if he was thinking about killing Huang Zheng by similar methods.

"Whatever, I'll let you strike first today." Huang Zheng shrugged his shoulders and didn't care.

"Damn, if you are still so arrogant when death comes, then Lao Tzu will take care of you!" The prisoner was immediately furious, what he hated most was the high-minded eyes of the jailers, at this time, the feng shui took turns, whoever has the biggest fist is the father!

When the words fell, the distance between the two was less than a few meters, but his arm stretched out suddenly, and the big fist of the casserole smashed towards Huang Zheng...... It was this fist that had blasted two jailers alive in the skull.

The jailer in front of him is like a weak chicken, and of course there will be no exceptions.

He thought so in his heart, but the next moment, Huang Zheng's figure fell in front of him, but vaguely it seemed that something flashed past him, and there was a slight cold feeling on his neck.

The prisoner struck with a punch, his eyes widening and trying to open his mouth to say something, but he realized that he could not use any strength, and it was not until the chill in his neck turned into discomfort that he could figure out what had happened.

"Uh......h Woo......"

A hoarse voice came from his mouth, and with the encouragement of his throat, hot blood poured out of the split throat, almost staining his entire chest, and then with discomfort and doubt, the prisoner's body could be considered to fall.

"You...... You...... This, how is it possible?! ”

The smile on the rest of the prisoner's face had frozen, and the dead man didn't know what was going on, but he could see it clearly...... Just as his companion threw a punch, the jailer in front of him flashed to the side, almost grazing his arm, and then slashed his companion's neck with the dagger in his hand as the two staggered by.

It looked easy, but he didn't know, this jailer was empty-handed, where did the dagger come from? There is such a lightning opportunity, why is the other party so accurate?

Huang Zheng ignored this person's surprise, shook it lightly, shook off the blood stains on the dagger, and said with a smile: "It's better to hit hard than to hit accurately, don't you think so?" ”

"Goo ......" The prisoner swallowed his saliva hard, and when he looked at Huang Zheng, he noticed that the other party had rushed up, and he instinctively stepped back, staring at Huang Zheng's right hand, not wanting to give the other party a chance to attack by mistake.

Failed to kill at first sight, Huang Zheng's attack this time did not work, the prisoner waved his hand to block his arm, and immediately let his attack fall in the air.

But that's it...... Feeling that the other party's skill was much smaller than his own, he was a little more complacent in his anger, but the next moment he saw a flash of silver light hurriedly shooting, and there seemed to be something bloody floating in his sight.

"Good block, but I'm sorry, I have two daggers."

At this time, Huang Zheng's left hand also had an extra dagger, and he wiped the blood on his head with the prisoner's clothes, and then patted the other party's shoulder, and the latter fell in response.

At the same time, Huang Zheng heard the voice of the system in his head.

"Kill a mid-level prisoner and award 50 game points."

"Kill a mid-level prisoner and award 50 game points."

"You...... Are you really a newcomer? The half-shot eyes moved away from the two dead bodies and looked at Huang Zheng, his eyes filled with doubt and disbelief. She originally felt that Huang Zheng's move was too reckless, and she was even ready to be noticed by the other prisoners and fight desperately, but before she could make up her mind, the war was over.

In the face of two and intermediate strengtheners, one against two wins, but ten seconds before and after!

Of course, Huang Zheng's one-on-two is really a bit watery, to be precise, it is a one-on-two wheel battle, but even so, it has enough to scare people. Changed herself, she is confident in one-on-one, and there is also hope of winning the one-on-two wheel battle, but she can't do it like Huang Zheng and kill quickly.

"If you just refer to this gaming space, I am indeed a newcomer." The two daggers spun around Huang Zheng's hand, shrunk into the cuffs with a whoosh, and said with a smile, "But the art of killing, I have learned it at the age of fourteen." I don't have as much insight into the game space as you veteran players, and my body essence is not as good as yours, but when it comes to killing people, you're still too tender...... Take the bald bear as an example, he has a strong and invincible skill, but he has not developed the upper hand, if I have his physique and skill, it is not difficult to slaughter the prisoners at this level. ”

If he had said this before, he would have thought that he was blowing the conch and not making the draft, but at this time, he would ......

"What did you do in the past?"

The two continued to walk forward, and the half-shot death could be regarded as holding back the curiosity in her heart, she felt that Huang Zheng was a killer, although this kind of character is generally only posted in novels and movies at this time, but even such a fantasy thing as infinite game space exists, and it is not surprising that the killer is something.

"Are you asking about my major?"

"Hmm."

"That's a lot, adventurers, gamers, biologists, otaku, these are my majors, and I really have some study in medicine, but I didn't join because it was too difficult. Even for the sake of clarifying women, I have been a cowherd for half a year, of course, the kind of art that does not sell his body, if you don't believe it, you can go to the cowherd world to inquire, the name of the white star is still quite famous...... Other than that, it's basically amateur fun. ”

"Killers are also amateurs?" I didn't want to complain about the cowherd when I was shot half-shot, and my heart was doubly shocked.

Huang Zheng smiled, "Being able to kill doesn't mean that you have to be a killer, learning this just doesn't want to be bullied, although my porridge is a beautiful adventure, but it's really not porridge killing, in the real world, it is difficult to deal with the problem from the whole thing, and it is also very difficult to deal with it later, more often I rely on my brain to handle it...... Of course, when the time comes, killing one or a hundred is really nothing. ”

When she heard that she had killed a hundred, she couldn't help but feel a chill when she was killed by half a shot, and she wanted to ask, how many people did you kill at this time, but after hesitating again and again, this question still didn't ask.

"But my killing skills still haven't reached the ...... perfect" Then, Huang Zheng sighed again, "I'm not like you who have the opportunity to strengthen your body, and my body is not strong, and my physical strength is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people, if I am slashed, I will die, so in order to avoid being attacked, what I pursue is to kill with one blow, and I will die 100%." ”

"Isn't that perfect?" Killed by half a shot, I feel that the three views are a little collapsed.

"Of course." Huang Zheng said in a natural tone, "Perfection is to be free to retract, if you can reach the realm, you can leave a living mouth, it will be more useful than killing it directly." ”

"This ...... That's just as well. Although I think what Huang Zheng said is very reasonable, but half a shot to death still feels that the two of them are not in the same dimension, and even a little frustrated, thinking that when I first entered the copy world, I was chased by zombies and ran around, almost driven crazy, if it wasn't for an old player to lead the team to arrange, nine lives may not be enough, and what about the one in front of you?