The cruelty of the last days, zombies are one, but the real cruelty is man-made.

The entire stronghold, outwardly appearing, is a safe fortress.

But what about the inside?

Just like the darkness of feudal society, the scenes staged here are all shocking.

The people in the stronghold seem to have become accustomed to this kind of life, but Lu Chuan has no way to adapt to it. Because Lu Chuan has not experienced the real cruelty of the last days, he from the modern era can't imagine all this.

It's not just the arbitrary execution of human life, it's the existence of something like the Colosseum.

The Colosseum, which doesn't even require an entrance fee, is completely free and can be watched by everyone.

Lu Chuan was standing in front of the Colosseum at this time, looking down.

This is a building that did not exist in the first place, and it was built by order of the upper echelons of power, and it can accommodate more than 20,000 people.

Especially now, it's full of people.

Whether you're full or hungry, you're all here to vent your emotions.

Below.

It's a simulated battlefield, littered with rocks and dead wood, and a dozen scrapped cars, not to mention the glass, but the shells are deformed.

There is a lot of dark red on these cars, and if you look at the form, you can tell that it is blood stained on them, and then dried up.

A large number of cold weapons were thrown here, some of which were already rusty, and some of which were bright.

A strong, naked, shirtless man with only a pair of small shorts was standing with a wooden stick the thickness of his arm. His body was covered with wounds, and the blood stained him into a bloody man.

The wooden stick in his hand was covered with a layer of iron sheet and covered with steel nails.

At this time, the wooden sticks, and the steel nails on them, were all stained with blood and minced meat.

"Whew!"

The sturdy man gasped, he was one meter nine tall, but his face was a little pale now.

Opposite him were a dozen or so people still standing, all of them of varying heights, wearing simple armor and holding various cold weapons in their hands.

And on the ground, dozens of corpses fell to the ground, blood stained the ground.

The dozen or so people who were still standing, their faces were also pale, gasping for breath, and their hands holding weapons were trembling.

The whole scene seemed to be still, and it was like the moment before the storm.

"Kill him."

"it, damn it."

"Up, you bastards."

"Down with him."

“……”

In their ears, there was this kind of vulgar scolding, and everyone watching the battle waved their hands and turned into beasts, and they were eager for blood at this moment.

As for whether the people below are dead or alive, it is not in their minds at all.

The bloodshed and cruelty in front of him made Lu Chuan feel a sense of difficulty. This is not a movie, but a real scene that happened in front of our eyes, many people who died, their heads were smashed to pieces, and there were scattered scraps of meat everywhere.

Being in this kind of environment makes people feel more like the end of the world than being in a group of zombies.

The fighting beast below continues.

There were a large number of armed men around, armed with guns and crossbows, to make sure that the people here could not escape.

Not only that, but some of the alienated new humans are also stationed here to prevent rebellion and defection from the people in the field.

Amidst the shouts of countless people, the sturdy man moved.

"Roaring ......"

It roared like a beast, and then took a sharp step forward, and the wooden stick in his hand slammed out in a sweeping manner.

The dozen or so people surrounding him reacted quickly and shrank back.

But one of them was wounded, half a beat slower, did not retreat in time, and was swept away by a wooden stick.

The huge force directly swept this person into the air.

After the reinforcement, Lu Chuan's eyesight was very good, and he could clearly see that the side of this person was almost sunken. In the spout of blood, it was swept several meters away.

Needless to say, the identity of this sturdy man is definitely an alienated new human being.

The other dozen or so people, after dodging, became frenzied, and one by one they pounced on him desperately, and greeted the sturdy man with the weapons in their hands, no matter what way they used.

Alienated, but in the case of a low level, this sturdy man is not superhuman, just a person who is stronger than ordinary people.

Being able to carry it under the siege of dozens of people is almost the limit.

Looking at the injuries on his body, they were almost covered in scaly wounds, and several of them were even severely injured.

"Bang!"

A crazy person, but he faced the wooden stick, did not dodge, directly held the wooden stick, and clung to it. Even if he was seriously injured because of this stick.

After being entangled, the others saw an opportunity and rushed to it.

"Roaring ......"

The sturdy man roared again, his arm exerting force, ignoring the blood gushing out of his body, and the man picked it up, and smashed it out again.

One of the hapless eggs was struck in the neck, and he fell to the ground and could not get up again.

But this sturdy man was not comfortable, he was stabbed in the back by two big knives, if he hadn't been alienated, these two knives were enough to pierce him in the heart.

But these two knives made the sturdy man almost unable to straighten his waist.

"Bang!"

The man who stabbed him was hit in the head with a wooden stick, as if hitting a watermelon. The visual effect of blood and minced flesh splashing made the people present cheer like a tsunami.

When the last of the besiegers fell, the sturdy man could no longer bear it and fell to his knees.

Blood flowed down his feet and seeped into the dirt.

"Now, fifteen more challenge places have been born, and if you can defeat him, one of you will be one lucky person who will get the right to eat in the Colosseum permanently, and you won't have to worry about going hungry again."

In the Colosseum, the radio sounded.

As the sound rang out, many people in the entire Colosseum flocked to the registration office like crazy.

Permanent right to eat.

For this one, there are already dozens of corpses below, and these people are all victims of fighting for this one place.

Fifteen challenge spots are filled up quickly.

After each was given a cold weapon, the fifteen men appeared in the Colosseum.

"He's already at the end of the crossbow."

"Kill him."

There was only one place, but there were fifteen of them. Whoever can become the lucky one will get the right to eat permanently, and no longer have to worry about eating for the rest of his life.

This one reward is no less than the five million of the two-color ball.

"Kill!"

Fifteen people don't care about any cooperation, against a person who is already at the end of the crossbow, they can be hacked to death with a knife.

Fifteen people, all in one swivel.

The stout man, who had just been half-kneeling, raised his head with madness in his eyes, and he did not care about the two knives stuck in his back, but roared suddenly, and stood up with a wooden stick to support himself.

"Bang!"

As if playing golf, a wooden stick is pulled out and a person is lifted into the air. His jaw shattered, half of his head was shattered, and he was instantly killed.

Fifteen people who thought that there was a chance to be cheap and could be inspected became fifteen corpses in just three minutes.

And this sturdy man finally stumbled a few steps and fell to the ground.

His stomach was cut open with a knife, revealing the internal organs inside, and with the previous injury, he finally couldn't support it, and his life came to an end.

With the strength of one person, more than 80 people were fought.

This toughness detonated the entire Colosseum, and everyone was roaring.

"It's a shame that no one can win this one permanent right to eat. So, let's look forward to whether there will be such a lucky person in a week's time. ”

On the radio, it sounded again.

Lu Chuan's brows furrowed, feeling pity for this sturdy man, what a brave man, just died. His death is actually the cause of the wheel war.

In the last days of the lack of entertainment, the Colosseum, which can stimulate beasts and desires, naturally attracts everyone's welcome.

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