"clang."
Ba Zhen endured the severe pain all over his body and used the long stick in his hand that had been broken into two pieces to block Lin Ziluo's fatal knife.
He glanced at Lin Ziluo in front of him with a look of despair on his face.
Well, he is indeed a mid-level S-rank enhancer in his prime.
Even though he was seriously injured, he was still able to block another blow.
Unlike the old man Zhuang Feiyue, who was taken away by "Edor" with just one claw.
However, Ba Town is now at the end of its strength.
Being able to block this knife is his ultimate limit.
Lin Ziluo used the Jiuli Sword to sideways and knocked the long stick in Ba Zhen's hand away.
Then a horizontal chop hit his neck.
There is no doubt about the sharpness of the Jiuli Sword.
He simply chopped off his head completely.
The staring head fell to the ground and rolled to Lin Ziluo's feet.
The headless body fell to the ground with a bang.
At the moment when Ba Zhen's head fell.
The center of the civilian area, which was originally noisy, chaotic and full of fighting, seemed to have been paused and became quiet in an instant.
Those who were fighting, those who were running away, those who were stealing in the chaos... everyone stopped and turned their eyes to the platform.
They looked at Ba Zhen's body in disbelief, their mouths wide open.
A mid-level S-level enhancer!
He is also the leader of the only S-level mercenary group in Tianxing City!
Just die like that?
The existence that is usually unattainable appeared before them in this form of a torn corpse.
This visual impact stimulates everyone's nerves crazily.
Among them, Rong Jianbai, who was closest and saw the most clearly, was the most shocked.
In just half a day, he experienced the ecstasy of learning of Zhuang Feiyue's death, the excitement of holding the "City Lord Selection Conference", the anger of facing the provocation of strangers, and the despair of seeing Ba Zhen's death.
The ups and downs of life come so suddenly.
Seeing Lin Ziluo walking towards him, Rong Jianbai couldn't help but shudder.
He spoke hoarsely, knelt on the ground, and said humbly: "Let me go, let me go, please?"
"I'll give you the position of city lord, all the supplies in Tianxing City, and all the treasures I've collected. All of them are mine, okay?"
"I was wrong. I shouldn't have thought about the position of city lord. Please be magnanimous and let me go!"
"I will work like a slave for you. I can manage Tianxing City well. I..."
A golden blade flashed, and Rong Jianbai's head, still with its mouth open, rolled to the ground.
Until his death, he was unable to finish his last sentence.
Looking at Rong Jianbai's head on the ground, Lin Ziluo kicked it lightly and kicked it next to Ba Zhen's head.
Two heads side by side.
One with eyes wide open, the other with mouth open, they are a perfect match.
Lin Ziluo turned around and looked at the people below the platform.
Before these people could recover from the fact of Ba Zhen's death, they witnessed the death of the deputy city lord.
Now the two heads are placed together, which brings a greater impact to the picture.
This sense of shock was transformed into fear of the "devil"-like person on the stage, causing everyone to lower their heads when Lin Ziluo looked at them.
Of course, this does not include the big fool who is holding a huge hammer, with a lot of minced meat hanging on his body and dozens of corpses under his feet.
There was also Xue Qiu, who was so excited that he was trembling with excitement because he knew he had made the right bet.
And the strange child with a pouty mouth, holding Ye Qing's head in one hand and the head of the mercenary group's A-level enhancer who was crippled by Lin Ziluo in the other.
After Lin Ziluo attracted all the high-end combat forces of the mercenary group, the remaining group of people had no way to deal with Dasha and Guitong, who had reached A-level strength.
The tireless and pain-ignoring Dasha was full of ambition and held a huge hammer in his hand. He faced the siege of hundreds of people alone and displayed the momentum of "one man guarding the pass, ten thousand men cannot break through". He frightened a group of mercenaries who often experienced life and death, and they dared not go forward to die.
The ghost boy with a strange and agile figure, holding the "Poisonous Fang", kept appearing behind the mercenaries and silently cutting off their heads.
After Lin Ziluo gave the order, the first thing they did was to deal with Gong Siyi, the head of the Financial Management Office who was mixed in the crowd and trying to escape.
Then he cut off the head of the A-level enhancer who had been knocked into the crowd by Lin Ziluo and had not yet gotten up.
Finally, when Ye Qing was escaping, it was Guitong who sneaked into his shadow and easily dealt with this A-level enhancer whose actual combat ability was a bucket.
At this point, the five people who had been standing on the platform with bright smiles on their faces and had been promoted and made rich were all dead.
......
Looking at the group of civilians in the audience who didn't even dare to raise their heads, Lin Ziluo was very satisfied.
See? This is the feeling of oppression of a city lord.
There is no need to be like Rong Jianbai, giving speeches and organizing events.
I am really suitable to be the city lord.
Then, he thought of the conditions for completing the tasks of the Golden Finger system.
"Win the election in this conference."
Well, I have killed all the other candidates, so this election is a sure thing.
This is the correct way to participate in an election meeting!
He began walking towards the two heads on the ground.
Although the sound of each step was not loud, it made the people in the audience feel as if someone was stepping on their hearts and suffocating them.
When Lin Ziluo stood next to the two heads, he took out the "Tianxing City" city lord badge from the storage space and pinned it on his chest.
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