Beauty and the Bodyguard

This group of death row prisoners can only rely on physical skills to fight for their lives. With or without weapons in their hands, the lethality is completely different concepts, let alone access to hot weapons such as grenades.

After all, there are really not many people in the world whose physical strength is as abnormal as Lin Yi's.

At this moment, whoever is lucky enough to grab the weapon first will immediately become a bloodthirsty god of death.

Zhao Feng curled his lips when he saw this: "Does he think he didn't lose fast enough?"

Lin Yi smiled back: "Be confident, it's understandable."

With the emergence of the first wave of weapon blind boxes, the fighting rhythm on the entire battlefield suddenly increased, the scene instantly became bloody, and the death rate of death row prisoners increased rapidly.

It is worth mentioning that although No. 4, chosen by Mr. Qi, did not grab the weapon, he was strolling around the battlefield.

At first glance, he looks like a retired old man out for a walk in the park. There is no deterrence at all. But whenever a death row inmate stares at him, he is always intercepted and killed inexplicably. In many cases, even bystanders cannot understand what he is doing. How people die.

But no matter what, everyone can at least see that this old man is not simple.

Mr. Qi's vision is indeed unique.

On the other hand, the number 13 chosen by Lin Yi has been hiding away timidly from the beginning, for fear of being spotted by other death row inmates. This behavior alone makes people sincerely despise him.

But even so, he was still proud of himself.

The reason was just that he was hit by the corpse that flew out. His embarrassment and desperation would make anyone frown.

"That's it? You actually chose him. Lin Yi, don't you think he has your temperament?"

Mr. Qi openly mocked across the audience: "There is a saying, like, birds of a feather flock together, people are divided into groups, is that what it says?"

There was a burst of laughter.

Lin Yi didn't react at all: "Read on."

"Okay, keep reading."

Mr. Qi looked at the joke with a joking expression, and then snapped his fingers: "Don't say that I won't give you a chance."

Five more treasure chests immediately appeared in the field.

The atmosphere in the audience suddenly rose again.

But soon, it turned into a scream again.

Without him, a lucky prisoner on death row opened a box of poison, which turned into a puddle of thick water in an instant, and the scene was shocking.

Only then did all the death row inmates react in horror. It turns out that the treasure chest is not necessarily a good thing. What can be found in the end depends on fate!

"There are good things and bad things. This is the true meaning of opening a blind box. How can it be good all the time?"

Mr. Qi held on to the railing and laughed, obviously very satisfied with his ingenious design.

Apart from anything else, the atmosphere effect was indeed achieved. The entire stand was infected by this tense atmosphere, and shouts and cheers could be heard one after another.

"Master Qi is indeed an authentic player."

Lu Chunfeng walked to Mr. Qi's side with a chuckle, but his eyes fell on Lin Yi in box No. 17 opposite, and he even waved with interest.

Mr. Qi glanced at him: "I heard that you and Lin Yi also had a feud?"

"No fight, no acquaintance."

Lu Chunfeng smiled like a spring breeze: "I am a person who is easy to make friends. Lin Yi is a very good person and is worth making friends with. Of course, Mr. Qi is far better than him."

If he had heard this before, Mr. Qi would definitely think that he was being arrogant.

What kind of person is Lin Yi that deserves to be compared with him?

But now, it sounds quite pleasant to him.

Mr. Qi said grandly: "You are easy to make friends. I am also a loyal person. I never let my friends suffer. Today you spent so much luck to hold a special event for me. Tell me, what do you need me to do for you?" "

Lu Chunfeng shook his head: "Mr. Qi, don't get me wrong. I am simply optimistic about you, so I use this as an excuse to make friends with you. If I need you to reciprocate, then it won't be a deal? This is not my original intention."

"Brother Lu, don't get me wrong, I am determined to be your friend."

Mr. Qi's tone was full of refusal: "But in my dictionary, friends should help each other. I must do something for you, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable."

Lu Chunfeng smiled bitterly: "It's really not necessary."

Mr. Qi said firmly: "You have to say something. If you don't say it, you won't be able to make friends."

Lu Chunfeng frowned and said casually: "Then how about you help me find someone?"

Mr. Qi's eyes lit up: "Getting people from Tianlao? That's my specialty. Tianlao is my territory. Just tell me who you want to get, and I will have someone bring them to you tomorrow morning."

Lu Chunfeng whispered a name.

"That person seems to be imprisoned on the ninth floor of the prison, right?"

This time it was Mr. Qi's turn to frown.

The Tianlao system has always been the traditional sphere of influence of his Prince Qi's Mansion, and he has specifically practiced in it. He even practiced in Tianlao in his early years. That is his territory. This sentence is really not an exaggeration.

Letting someone out, even if that person is a death row prisoner, is just a matter of words for him.

But the ninth floor of Tianlao is an exception.

That is a completely independent area. Even Mr. Qi cannot reach in if he wants to.

Lu Chunfeng laughed: "I was just interested in that person on a whim. It doesn't matter if I can't fish him out. It doesn't matter. If Mr. Qi feels embarrassed, forget it."

"Forget it? You've already said it, how can you forget it?"

Mr. Qi clapped his fists: "It's him. Give me some time and I promise to get it out for you. Isn't it the ninth floor of the prison? Others can't reach in, but I can't help you."

Lu Chunfeng's eyes lit up: "Then I'll be waiting for the good news from Mr. Qi."

Today's special event is for making friends with Mr. Qi, but the most important thing is for the person he just mentioned.

Theoretically, he could actually follow Qi Tianjun's path. After all, Qi Tianjun had a closer relationship with his Lu family in Liaojing Prefecture.

Qi Tianjun's control over the entire Tianlao system is indeed stronger than that of Mr. Qi.

But only on the ninth floor of Tianlao, looking at the entire Prince Qi's palace, including Prince Qi himself, no one may be able to speak better than Mr. Qi.

Lu Chunfeng felt content.

For him, it is that simple to control someone.

Even for a person of Mr. Qi's level, he can easily make the other party rush to do things for him.

The only pity is that, at least so far, he has not been able to directly plant the seeds of strange goods in the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

It's true that Mr. Qi is a idiot, and it's impossible to discover his rare seeds, but behind him is the entire Prince Qi's palace.

No matter how high Lu Chunfeng thinks of himself, he is not so conceited as to think that no one in Prince Qi's palace can see through his methods. If he really attacks Young Master Qi, the benefits will be huge, but the risks will also be huge.

As long as his script proceeds normally, it will be a sure win, so there is no need to take such risks.