Start With a Super Villa

Yun Fan also followed with a smile.

"I don't dare to ask for advice, just discuss it."

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

Watching him leave, Yun Fan stood there and smiled secretly.

This billiard queen is so arrogant, it seems that I have to let her understand a truth, what does it mean to be a stranger!

After laughing, Yun Fan 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 ready to enter the trial mission again, this time trying to complete the desert island survival series.

There's no point in procrastinating.

The virtual screen pops up.

"Whether to continue, desert island survival series trials"

Yunfan raised his hand and clicked the confirm button.

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

"This time, I will let the three desperadoes know that I'm not easy to mess with, sir!"

As Yunfan's fingertips fell, the whole person disappeared in place in an instant.

screen everything.

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

A group of men dressed in black are in the building.

After zooming in, it is not difficult to see that these people are very different in age.

There are uncles in their forties, and there are teenagers.

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

The atmosphere seemed sloppy but unusually cruel.

Because strength is respected here, you must always be attacked or killed by your companions on the dike!

On the concrete steps, a man with inch hair was sitting and drinking cans of beer.

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

number 17.

This is his current codename!

At this moment, another man with red hair came over, this man was tall and had a playful expression on his face.

"Hey, new here, I heard that you killed the hills, right?"

No. 17 is the inch-haired man who raised his head sharply.

A slightly angry expression appeared on his face.

"I don't like people calling me that! Say it again if you want to die!"

"Oh, your tone is quite arrogant!"

The tall red-haired man continued to laugh in disapproval.

"I'll call you the new one, you can't bite me!"

The man with 17-inch hair showed a cruel expression on his face, and instantly shook it with one hand!

The can of beer in the right hand of "Bang" was crushed.

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

The red-haired burly man immediately felt that he could not breathe.

Keep breathing deeply.

"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 Senior Hill was killed by me!"

"Now you can also hit the road, Senior No. 10!"

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

The red-haired man 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 breathe, the feeling of suffocation seemed so frightening to him.

He clutched his neck, unable to speak.

Soon his eyes rolled, and he fell to the ground and turned into a corpse.

In the mask organization, killing one's own comrades not only has no penalty, but also gets a reward for improving the ranking.

Because here, the weak eat the strong!

"Senior No. 10, you are really vulnerable!" The 17-inch-haired man, still sitting on the steps, sneered.

Just when he was about to stand up and take over the opponent's No. 10 fang mask.

A middle-aged man lying on the concrete floor in front of him sat up breathing heavily.

This middle-aged uncle is full of stubble, some vicissitudes and decadence. He is about 40 years old, and he is the oldest one in the mask.

When I was just lying on the ground and sleeping, there was a red guitar by my side!

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

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

These words made the 17-inch-haired man pause for a moment, then raised his head with a puzzled expression on his face.

"I was tricked?"

The voice just fell, the "corpse" on the ground

Instantly stood up, and then there was still a playful expression on his face.

"New arrival, did I just pretend like I did?"

Seeing this scene, the 17-inch-haired man looked extremely surprised.

Some even can't believe it.

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

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an uncle who was sitting on the concrete floor with a smile.

"No. 10's ability is immortality and immortality. He is an invincible existence. How could he be killed by your little trick? You are too naive."

Hearing that, the man with 17-inch hair was stunned.

"Immortal?"

Is this an exaggeration?

Even though No. 17 has a strong ability to control oxygen, now he finds himself too small in the mask organization.

I can't believe that there are people in the mask whose ability is immortal!

Soon No. 17's eyes moved to Uncle.

He frowned and said cautiously.

"Then what are your abilities?"

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

On the forehead of the mask, the number 6 is engraved.

"Hehe, immortality and immortality can only be ranked 10th here. What ability do you think I am?"

Seeing the red mask on the 6th, the man with inch hair on the 17th gasped for a moment, and his body trembled unknowingly.

Involuntarily he swallowed his saliva.

"Guru~"

There are 20 people in the mask organization, and they have to fight each other every day to get the ranking.

Elimination means death.

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

The 9 characters in front of No. 10 are all terrifying and powerful beings!

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, now the battle is over.

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

The other had broken his neck and was planted in a pool of blood.

The man with blood all over his body stood there panting heavily.

"What's so special! From now on, I will be number 13!"

As he finished speaking, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared to be very gentle and came down from the upstairs.

Wearing a high-end suit and looking gentle, I saw him clapping and laughing as he walked.

"Good job, you made the cut on the 14th!"

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

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