In this monthly game, one-third of the samurai died. The main thing is that the mad wolf and the samurai are desperate to kill the killer in order to accumulate points at the end of the year.

The dead heads were placed, and a dozen were lined up. Xining was shocked when she saw it, body master, are you sure, do you still want to be a samurai?

And the meals prepared were much less than usual, proving that Brother Kun and they knew that it was always like this.

After walking out of the playing field and saying goodbye to each other, on the way, Chainsaw stopped her.

After some twisting, he took out a steel whip: "That...... I thought this was quite suitable for you, so I asked Brother Kun for it......"

It was the steel whip used by the beautiful samurai, Xining took it and looked at it, and even the iron thistle terrestris on it was loaded.

If the samurai has no family, then the things on their bodies belong to the arena, and the weapons that no one inherits are usually sold on the black market. This time, the chainsaw was a great achievement, and he asked Brother Kun for a whip, and Brother Kun agreed.

I have seen the power of the iron whip, and if I use it well, I can step into the ranks of the samurai. Xining happily said thank you, and took the iron whip in his hand, reluctant to let go.

The next day, Hiening began practicing.

On the fourth day, as soon as Xining had finished his breakfast and picked up the whip, he heard the pots and bowls being knocked in the orphanage.

"Hide, Aunt Mi Li is going to practice martial arts...... Put on the lid of the pot, Aunt Mi Li is going to practice whipping......"

Sweat a big drop......

Is it that scary? However, the whip has not yet been mastered, and sometimes the thistle terrestris flies around with the whip. But the glass in the orphanage can be filled with new ones!

It also happens to be a replacement, who still uses old-fashioned glass, has long used glass that will not break, plus projection. Sitting in the room, it is as if the ocean, the forest, the grassland, and even the stars of the universe are outside the window.

By the way, we must step up our practice, and the workers who install the glass will come in a while.

A distraction, a fork of the whip hit the gate, fortunately it was an iron door, but the kindergarten logo with a donation QR code hanging outside the door almost didn't fall off.

When loading the glass, Hiening left to go to the metal garbage dump, anyway, the glass was watched by the chainsaw and the small oil drum, and she had transferred the money for the glass to the chainsaw. Her right arm is almost useless, and she has to hurry to find a suitable one.

She didn't come back until late in the evening, with several arms, legs and feet.

The chainsaw and the small oil drum stared at her as she rested a large handful of legs and feet on the table, and then looked over one by one.

"That's many, but ......" the little oil drum held up a small arm, apparently for a young child, "Do you want to hold this?" ”

"Bad luck today, there is no suitable one." Xining poured herself a glass of water and drank, "Maybe the children will be able to use them, and they will all be sent to Dr. Connor tomorrow." ”

With the materials, only the surgery fee needs to be paid.

The little oil drum smiled bitterly: "You don't need to save so much, right?" ”

There were already 80,000 coins in the account, and with the cheap fees charged by Dr. Connor, it was enough.

Xining pointed his finger at the head of the small oil drum: "If you have money, you must save it, and now that we are here, the money is enough." What if we die and the new child needs surgery? By the way, you have to find a better fund management company to take care of it and make more money. ”

In order to save money, rice grains even ran to the garbage dump to pick up their arms when they were about to be scrapped, so there is nothing to refute.

After finishing speaking, Xining turned around and looked: "The glass is installed?" ”

"Loaded!" The little oil drum said happily: "What setting you want, I'll tune it out." ”

Xining: "Yes, one from the playing field." ”

Small Oil Drum ......

When it was time to go to work again, Xining sat on the operating table while the assistant uncle continued to straighten her severed right arm.

After putting it on, Xining found that his right arm was half an inch shorter, and now that his right arm was short and thick, a little shorter than his left arm.

"I've been reminded a long time ago, your arms are going to be replaced!" The assistant uncle packed up his tools: "Even if you save money, it can't affect your life." ”

What does it affect her life, since she changed her right arm, she switched to eating with her left hand. It's just that you should consider changing, and it's a big deal to borrow some money and simply change the whole body together. But in this high-risk business, if you don't know tomorrow today, the bank may not be willing to borrow. And the money in the orphanage, the chainsaw refuses to embezzle.

The little oil drum stood at the door and suddenly shouted, "What's the matter?" ”

What's wrong? Xining walked over and frowned slightly, this time it was a mad wolf, but among the samurai in this group, there were Miyamoto and chainsaws.

Xining ran directly to the samurai backstage and asked, "Brother Kun, what's going on?" ”

Brother Kun smiled: "Don't worry, I'll talk to the crazy wolf." "The treatment must be the same as that of Iron Claw, at most only one will be killed, and the others who don't unscrew their heads will have an additional bonus.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the assistant watching the game at the front door shouting: "Brother Kun is not good, the crazy wolf has gone berserk!" ”

What?

Brother Kun and Xining both rushed to the door, and saw the mad wolf with a machete, slashing everywhere. After the knife swept, the severed body pieces flew sideways. And a lot of it is pointed at the head, like cutting a watermelon, clicking everywhere.

It's miserable, the mad wolf doesn't want money, but points and prestige. After becoming a dark horse in the last monthly competition, he planned to enter the annual competition. There are still three months left until the end of the year, and if you can't finish in the top three, you will have to compete with other samurai to win the top three and then face off against the top three.

One less game, one more chance of winning. And the annual tournament and other samurai competitions, competing for the top three, may need to compete for four or five games. Therefore, Mad Wolf only has to kill the killer in every game, and if he can kill a top-ranked samurai, then his ranking will move even further.

Don't worry about the lack of samurai, mercenaries can also come for a generous bonus.

Mad Wolf has a goal, first cut the top-ranked samurai, and then deal with the minions. There are several weak samurai on the field, just to fill the field, they have simply become sparring partners, running for their lives, hiding as far as they can.

But the samurai competition is half an hour, and no matter how much you dodge, it will be your turn.

"Nima's!" Xining grabbed Brother Kun's collar and yelled at him: "What are you waiting for, tell Iron Claw to go up and stop him, otherwise the field will die." ”

At present, only Iron Claw's strength is on par with that of Mad Wolf.

Brother Kun looked embarrassed, and he didn't want to do this: "But there are rules in the competition field, and if you want to lose, you can only pay for it." ”

If the rules are broken, and the audience rebels after finding out, the scene will not be able to go on.

There were also seven or eight samurai on the field, and they also knew the situation, so they immediately united and launched an attack against the mad wolf.

But the mad wolf was so powerful that it didn't take long to adjust it, and cut the head of a samurai into two pieces with a big knife.

Looking at the fewer and fewer samurai on the field, and Miyamoto and Chainsaw are struggling to hold on, they should not hold out until the end of the game.

Xining thought for a moment, turned around and left.

Go back to the locker room, open the locker, and take out the whip from inside. After pinching it in his hand, he hurried back.

Looking at Xining holding the iron whip in his hand, Brother Kun's face sank: "Mi Li, don't do stupid things!" ”