Chapter 819: The Battle Royale of the Red Guards (Part 2)

"Brothers, don't listen to his nonsense!" Zhang Tian said, grabbing the Neptune Trident standing on the ground.

He was about to put his hand on it, but was suddenly stopped by a red light.

"Huh? Wang Si, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? You know better than anyone! Brothers, I believe anyone, because none of you are ungrateful, but he, he just killed Mr. Meng Changhai, do you believe his words?"

When the guy named Wang Si said this, everyone nodded.

"Damn! I think you don't want to live anymore!"

Zhang Tian rushed forward, and the dagger in his hand directly stabbed at that guy named Wang Si!

"Get rid of him! No matter how we divide the wealth, he will never give us a cent! He is not worthy of our trust!"

When Wang Si said this, several red-clothed guards around immediately stepped forward. Normally, they have a good relationship with Wang Si. If five people join forces and kill others in the melee, then the wealth of the Sea Clan will be worth a lot. That's five of them!

This is not a gold coin, or a ninth-level magic crystal, not to mention anything else, even if it is the artifact in front of him, it can't just fall into Zhang Tian's hands like this, right?

It would be too disrespectful for the brothers to come up and take things without giving an explanation.

In an instant, the red-clothed guards stood in a mess, fighting in a mess. Maybe they all knew each other, but Jiang Mo couldn't tell the difference.

The red-clothed guard was in a daze, and Jiang Mo was lying on the ground, not idle.

A few survivors flew over by chance and took a look at Jiang Mo. Jiang Mo immediately spit two mouthfuls and added some blood to cooperate, and it seemed as if it was going to die!

The figures were moving, and the magic power was radiating. Not necessarily at any time, one of them flew out, fell to the ground, looked at the crowd fiercely, and then tilted his head and died.

There was a guy who bumped into Jiang Mo's arms. The guy looked at Jiang Mo and grabbed him and said, "Help me! I'll guarantee you to die!"

"Fuck you! You call for help yourself, but you still keep me alive?"

Jiang Mo slapped him across the face, it didn't seem to be heavy, but Jiang Mo hit someone, does it still look serious? In addition, this kid is already dying, this slap is also a life-threatening talisman!

"Bastard! What are you doing?"

Jiang Mo's actions were seen by another guy. He saw his brother being killed by this black-clothed sea tribe with his own eyes.

As soon as Jiang Mo raised his head, he spit out a mouthful of spit, and tilted his head, as if he was dying. Here's to this kid, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water!

You can do whatever you want, anyway, our current status is dead! You play slowly!

"Boom...!" The moment Jiang Mo pretended to be dead, the red-clothed guard was smashed in the head by the palm of the brother beside him, and everything he saw had become a passing memory. Who would pay attention to him? Everyone was red-eyed at this time.

Regardless of your reason, kill the people around you, who can survive to the end, and study other things!

After fighting for more than an hour, in the end, two people survived.

One is Zhang Tian. This guy knows everyone very well, and he finally withstood the pressure and survived to the end.

There is another guy who is the weakest member of the Red Clothes Guard.

He was the least threatening, but he lived to the end. However, when he saw Zhang Tian's murderous eyes, he looked at the long sword in his hand, and swiped the sword to cut his own throat!

"Good luck, have chicken tonight!"

Jiang Mo sat up and looked at Zhang Tian: "Brother, congratulations, congratulations!"