A New Character Every Month

The middle-aged overseer was a little surprised by the action of the white-haired man, and then got angry: "How dare you stare at me! Who do you think you are?"

As he said that, he fiercely raised the long whip in his hand and hit the white-haired man.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

The beating sound was incessant.

In just a few seconds, there was no complete skin on the white-haired man.

There were bloodstains drawn by the whip on his back, hands, legs, and even his face, turning his whole body into a bloody human.

A few miners next to him saw it, and the movements in their hands sped up again.

As mine slaves, none of them has not been whipped. After the initial resistance was fruitless, they are now just getting by.

The longer they stayed here, the more they were afraid of being whipped. They didn't want to be hit by the whip, not to mention the skin and flesh that were ripped apart in the ice and snow like this.

The first few people who were drawn like this would not survive the next day.

The middle-aged foreman wanted to beat the white-haired man on his knees and begged for mercy, but now he tried dozens of times and found that the white-haired man still had that disgusting expression on his face. The anger grew stronger.

In this mining valley, the miners are the least valuable and have the lowest status.

And as an overseer, he even had a few dead indicators in his hand, and even if he killed a few miners, he would not be punished.

In recent years, although there have been occasional new miners who resisted, under the whiplash, they all kneeled down and begged for mercy in the end.

Against this background, the white-haired man always smiled indifferently, which, in the eyes of the middle-aged supervisor, was a deep challenge to him.

"Okay, I'll make you tough! I'll make you tough!"

The middle-aged overseer twitched the whip a little harder, and he even made up his mind to slap the white-haired man to death.

Suddenly, the whipping stopped.

The middle-aged overseer looked at the long whip held by the white-haired man in surprise.

"Have you had enough?"

The white-haired man said slowly.

The middle-aged overseer's expression changed, and he increased his strength to withdraw the long whip.

However, he found that the long whip was firmly grasped by the white-haired man, and he couldn't even twitch it.

Looking at the white-haired man's narrowed eyes, the middle-aged supervisor couldn't help but feel a little bit of fear.

Although he despised his own emotions, he still respected his inner thoughts and hurriedly opened his mouth to open the confinement function of the confinement ring: "Open..."

puff!

A muffled sound came out.

The middle-aged overseer fell to the ground clutching his stricken throat, making an indistinct scream.

Hearing the movement, several miners who were concentrating on mining turned their heads and looked over.

Seeing the overseer lying on the ground, his expression suddenly changed.

"You've had enough fun, it's up to me!"

Under the surprised gazes of the surrounding miners, the white-haired man crouched beside the middle-aged overseer and took out the small laser gun hanging from his waist.

instigate!instigate!instigate!instigate!instigate!

Five continuous to invisible lasers are excited from it.

The middle-aged overseer's limbs were covered in blood, and even his bones were blown open, but he was still alive because he didn't hurt the fatal part.

But because of the damage to the throat, he could only make a few vague screams.

"You...you killed the overseer?!"

Several miners took a few steps back in fright, and stayed away from the white-haired man like a snake.

"You're done, you can kill a supervisor, can you still kill a bunch of supervisors?"

An older miner said with a look of despair: "And there is a team of extraordinary people stationed at the mouth of the valley. Even if you kill all the overseers, you can't escape."

"Kill him?"

The white-haired man smiled: "No, why would I let him die?"

After he finished speaking, he changed to holding a gun in his left hand, and pointed the muzzle at his feet under the terrified eyes.

"You...what are you doing?"

Several miners said in horror.

"Unlock the shackles."

"Impossible. The only way to unlock the confinement ring is to forcibly destroy the password. Not to mention that forcible destruction may cause an explosion, it is said that the C-level confinement ring on your body cannot be destroyed by ordinary laser guns at all."

"There's an easier way."

The white-haired man smiled.

instigate!instigate!instigate!

In a piece of flying flesh and blood, there are three imprisoned rings resolutely mixed.

Especially the few slaves who were beside the white-haired man.

Seeing that the white-haired man cut off both his feet and one hand, the miners suddenly felt a chill surge from the soles of their feet.

"Crazy, you must be crazy."

Looking at the white-haired man who fell to the ground because he lost his feet, several people panicked: "Even if you untie the confinement ring like this, what if you don't die?"

"die?"

The white-haired man smiled slightly, raised the muzzle and pointed at his neck: "I really want to experience the feeling of death."

instigate!

A set of neck-sized restraint rings were knocked into the air.

Several people stared blankly at the flesh and blood flying in the sky in front of them, their expressions seemed to freeze at this moment.

Even though a lot of flesh and blood bullets fell on their faces, they didn't notice it.

Before he could recover from this terrifying scene, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded beside him: "It's really troublesome."

Several people looked down subconsciously and found that the white-haired man who had died in front of them just now was alive with healthy hands and feet.

As if the scene just now was just their illusion.

At this time, he was still holding the laser gun in his hand, pointing at the only part of his body that was still wearing the restraint ring, his left hand.

What is he going to do?

keep shooting?

Just as the thought flashed through the minds of several miners, they heard a gunshot.

Chapter 99 Rookie Sword Master

Another confinement ring was bounced off.

The white-haired man Sato tore off a piece of cloth from his body and wrapped his severed hand in a simple way.

At this time, an overseer walked out in the distance, looked at the middle-aged overseer who fell to the ground, and hurriedly shouted: "There is a riot of mine slaves!"

Sato raised his head, looked in the direction of the voice, and smiled: "The game begins!"

next moment.

There were continuous gunshots in the valley, mixed with screams from time to time.

In the face of this situation, many miners who had been unable to hold back began to riot one after another.

Although they were quickly imprisoned, the number of supervisors, who were not many, had been reduced by more than half in less than 2 minutes.

Before they could rest, a ghostly figure reappeared and took several lives in an instant.

After receiving the news of the riot, the guards at the mouth of the valley also rushed into the valley quickly.

Soon, the noise in the valley was even louder than before, with explosions and mountains rolling down from time to time.

At the same time, a group of supervisors and guards made a terrified voice

"Why can't he die anyway?"

"Come on! He's the only one!"

"No no, he's not a man, he's a monster! A monster!"

"Headshot! Hit his head!"

"..."

10 minute later.

The embarrassed chief guard, wearing clothes that were tattered by the explosion, looked at the white-haired man who had been forced into a blind spot and ran out of magazines ahead, with an extremely ferocious expression.

Eleven Transcendents, a total of eleven people, were killed by the white-haired man in front of him.

And that's not even counting the oversight team that only had a few people left.

"Damn you!"

The chief guard gritted his teeth.

The guard on the side hesitated for a moment and said, "The chief guard, we don't seem to be able to kill him."

"..."

"But although we can't kill him, his magical undead ability is very popular with some people, and it can definitely be sold for a good price. Maybe it can make up for our losses, or even go far beyond it!"

"Makes sense."

The head guard nodded and shouted to Sato: "Surrender! If you force us to do it, you will inevitably suffer a lot of flesh and blood."