Start with a super villa

Chapter 582
Yun Fan also smiled.

"If you don't dare to talk about it, just treat it as a discussion."

Pan Yuting didn't say anything, and walked into the elevator with a small bag.

Watching him leave, Yunfan stood where he was and smiled secretly.

This billiards queen is really proud, it seems that I have to let her understand a truth, what is there to be someone beyond others!
After laughing, Yunfan put his hands in his pockets and continued to walk forward.

In the blink of an eye, he came to the landlord's warehouse.

Yunfan is going to enter the trial mission again, this time trying to complete the Desert Island Survival series.

There's no point in procrastinating any longer.

The virtual screen pops up.

"Whether to continue, desert island survival series trial"

Yunfan raised his hand and clicked the confirmation button.

Then the corners of his mouth raised into a slight smile.

"This time, let those three desperadoes know that I am not easy to mess with, sir!"

As Yunfan's fingertips fell, he instantly disappeared in place.

screen everything.

At the same time, in an abandoned unfinished building in a distant foreign country.

A group of men in black are in the building.

After the camera zooms in, it is not difficult to find that the ages of these people are very different.

There are uncles around 40 years old, and there are teenagers in their teens.

Now these people are either fighting each other, squatting on the ground to smoke, or leaning against the wall with their eyes closed.

The atmosphere seemed loose but unusually cruel.

Because strength is the most important thing here, you must always be on guard against being attacked or killed by your companions!
On the concrete steps, a man with short hair was sitting drinking a can of beer.

He holds a blue demon mask in his left hand, with a number written on the forehead of the mask.

17 number.

This is his current codename!

At this time, another red-haired man came over, this man was tall and had a playful expression on his face.

"Hey, newcomer, I heard that you killed the hill, right?"

No. 17, the man with inch hair, suddenly raised his head.

A slightly angry expression appeared on his face.

"I don't like people calling me that! If you want to die, you can say it again!"

"Heh, the tone is quite arrogant!"

The tall red-haired man continued to laugh disapprovingly.

"I'll call you the newcomer, if you can bite me!"

The 17-inch-haired man showed a cruel expression on his face, and instantly shook it with one hand!
"Bang" the can of beer in his right hand was pinched and burst.

At the same time, suddenly the oxygen around him became thinner.

The red-haired and burly man immediately felt that he couldn't breathe.

Keep taking a deep breath.

"call!!!"

"I, I. Why can't I breathe!"

No. 17 sneered cruelly.

"My ability is to control the oxygen in a certain range around me. That's how I killed Senior Shanqiu!"

"Now you can go on the road too, Senior No. 10!"

As he finished speaking, the oxygen within a few meters around him became thinner.

The red-haired man was ranked No. 10 in the mask organization. At this time, his face was pale and his expression was distorted.

He wanted to breathe but couldn't. The feeling of suffocation seemed so frightening to him.

Clutching his neck, he couldn't even speak.

Soon his eyes rolled, and the whole person fell to the ground and became a corpse.

In the mask organization, not only is there no punishment for killing one's own companions, but one will also be rewarded with a higher ranking.

Because here, the weak eat the strong!
"Senior No. 10, you are really vulnerable!" The man with inch hair, No. 17, still sat on the steps and sneered.

Just when he was about to stand up and take over the number 10 fang mask from the opponent.

A middle-aged man lying on the concrete floor in front of him sat up with a sigh.

This middle-aged uncle has a bearded face, some vicissitudes and decadence, about 40 years old, and he is the oldest one in the mask.

When I was lying on the ground and sleeping just now, there was a red guitar beside me!

The middle-aged uncle sat up and took a sip of mineral water and smiled.

"On the 17th you were tricked, on the 10th this guy is teasing you"

These words made the man with inch hair 17 pause slightly, and raised his head with a puzzled expression on his face.

"I was tricked?"

As soon as the voice fell, the "corpse" on the ground

Standing up in an instant, there was still a mocking expression on his face.

"New here, did I pretend to look like you just now?"

Seeing this scene, the man with inch hair on the 17th was extremely surprised.

Some even couldn't believe it.

"This, how is this possible, you just obviously suffocated to death, why?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the uncle sitting on the concrete floor with a smile.

"Number 10's ability is immortality, he is an invincible existence, how could he be killed by your little trick? You are too naive"

Hearing this, the man with inch hair on the 17th was full of astonishment.

"Immortal?"

Is this too exaggerated?
Even though No. 17 has a powerful ability to control oxygen, but now he finds himself too small in the mask organization.

I can't believe that there are still people in the mask who have the ability to be immortal!
Soon, No. 17's eyes moved to the uncle.

He frowned and said cautiously.

"Then what is your ability?"

The middle-aged uncle smiled lightly, and then took out a red fang mask from his arms.

The number 6 is engraved on the forehead of the mask.

"Hehe, Immortality can only be ranked 10th among us. What ability do you think I am?"

Seeing the red mask of No. 6, the man with inch hair of No. 17 gasped for a moment, and his body trembled unconsciously.

He swallowed unconsciously.

"Guru~"

There are a total of 20 people in the mask organization, and they have to go through continuous fighting with each other every day to get the ranking.

Elimination means death.

Among these 20 people, No. 10 is a watershed.

The 10 characters in front of No. 9 are all terrifying and powerful existences!
They are generally not eliminated, because no member dares to challenge them!

At this moment, the two mask members who were fighting each other not far away, the battle is now over.

One was covered in blood, and there was one of his hands on the ground.

Another had a broken neck and lay in a pool of blood.

The blood-stained man stood there panting heavily.

"Fuck! From now on, I will be number 13!"

After he finished speaking, a seemingly gentle man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came down from upstairs.

Wearing a high-end suit, he looked gentle and elegant, I saw him clapping his hands and laughing as he walked.

"Good job, you made it to the next level on the 14th!"

The blood-stained man bent down to pick up his severed hand, then gritted his teeth and looked at the man in glasses downstairs with bloody eyes.

"No. 1, don't be complacent, I will break your neck sooner or later!"

(End of this chapter)