“The preseason is almost over.”

Wang Shun stood next to the panel that appeared, with a look of relief on his face: "You guys are performing well in the team competition now. President Bai and Captain Tang have trained you very well."

"Thank you for your hard work, training and competing at the same time every day."

Mu Sicheng collapsed on the back of his chair with a look of despair, Liu Jiayi fell asleep with her head buried in her chest, and even Mu Ke yawned with his hand supporting his head, and was about to fall asleep with his eyes squinting.

Wang Shun couldn't help laughing: "But the previous period was the most tiring. The next period will be much easier for you because you have entered the pre-season top circle. The frequency of the games has dropped, and about three to four games a day will be enough."

"Next, I will report everyone's popularity ranking."

"Bai Liu, 179."

"Liu Jiayi, 186."

"Tang Erda, 194."

"Mu Sicheng, 236."

"Mu Ke, 261."

Wang Shun clicked on the system panel and said, "Everyone's ranking will rise very slowly from now on, because we are already close to the popularity circle of the mid-season tournament."

"There are 32 teams in the mid-season tournament, and each team has only five main players. Therefore, the popularity circle of the mid-season tournament is mainly concentrated in the top 160, which has an overwhelming popularity advantage over the pre-season teams. It is difficult for you to rush up."

"Especially in this mid-season tournament, there are quite a few new players who have performed well and attracted a lot of popularity, and they have now firmly occupied the top rankings."

"The Xiao Chou I mentioned to you before is currently ranked 79th, which means he has already made it into the top 100. He is the highest ranked among the newcomers."

"Next are Armand from Golden Dawn and Sister Phoebe from King's Crown, one is 93 and the other is 102."

"These newcomers have the guild's popularity as a guarantee, so they can rise very quickly. If they perform well in the future, they will not fall down unless something unexpected happens. This means that they will always stay in the upper circle, so the popularity ranking competition this year will be very fierce."

Wang Shun looked around and said, "Next, let me announce the top five most popular people."

"The unshakable number one, Spade."

"The second one is the Queen of Hearts."

"The third one is Georgia."

"The fourth one is the Judge who rebelled against God."

"The fifth person is the unknown executioner, the president of the Deer Hunter Guild, and the person I want to focus on today."

Wang Shun clicked on the system panel, and the data was enlarged and displayed on the floating panel.

"This guild leader used to be a main attacker, but he switched to being a tactician after Nishen left last year. This is his first year in the league after becoming a tactician. Judging from his current ranking, he is doing very well."

"It is worth mentioning that this guild leader's popularity ranking was never in the top 50 last year until the end of the league, and his highest popularity ranking was 59."

Mu Sicheng came back to his senses from his half-asleep, half-awake state and said in surprise, "No way! This guy is the president of a big guild and is very powerful. How can his popularity ranking be so low?"

Wang Shun smiled and said: "On the one hand, the popularity ranking is linked to strength, and on the other hand, it is also related to personal style, expression, and appearance."

"Although the Deer Hunter's president is very powerful, his personality is not outstanding, his expression is not strong, and his appearance..."

Wang Shun hesitated for a moment, then clicked on the panel to play a short video: "You should watch it for yourselves."

The person in the short video inserted his hand directly into his right eye with force. He felt that his eye socket was stretched wider and his facial features were squeezed and deformed. His face swayed unsteadily like fluid, and then he seemed to be turning and grasping something in his eye, and finally slowly pulled his hand out.

But from beginning to end, the man's entire face was covered in blood and flesh and could not be seen clearly.

Wang Shun paused and said, "Now you all understand, the process of this executioner summoning weapons is extremely bloody, and his appearance is not good at all, so his popularity has never been high."

"But this year his popularity has risen incredibly, even approaching that of the veteran tactician, the God-defying Judge."

Mu Sicheng was puzzled: "Why?"

Wang Shun paused for a moment and said, "I think it was the departure of Nishen that made him successful."

"From this video, you can see that the executioner's personal style is very bloody, extroverted, and brutal. In the game, the executioner is also a very aggressive main attacker, suitable for highly offensive tactics, and very good at killing opponents."

"But because Nishen is a moderate tactician who is not easily killed, and the executioner is completely obedient to Nishen, he often holds back in the arena and cannot exert his full strength, nor can he show a side that attracts the audience."

"After Ni Shen left this year, the Executioner brought in Xiao Chou, a newcomer who was more compatible with his personal style. The tactics he devised as a tactician were also quite extreme. So on the court, I saw that the Executioner completely unleashed all the previously suppressed aggression."

Wang Shun clicked the panel and played a short video: "This is the recent team match of Deer Hunter against the Executioner in the 19th ranked [Moon Serpent]."

The executioner, wearing a coat and with a bloody face, stretched out his bloody, bony hands to grip the neck of a twisting giant snake. He half-knelt beside the snake in a natural and leisurely posture, but the blood vessels and veins on his arms bulged as he fiercely pushed the struggling snake to the ground.

The big snake had no power to resist. It convulsed twice and stopped twisting. Then, its body exploded inch by inch, blood spurted out, and the snake head screamed miserably and turned back into human form: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! I give up! I give up!"

But before he reached out and clicked on the panel to give up his rights, he fell to the ground and didn't move, his eyes fixed in place, and it seemed that tears were still falling.

The executioner stood up slowly at the sound of the end of the game, threw his blood-soaked coat on the man's head, took out a cigarette from his coat, lit it with a lip-shaped opening on his twisted, bloody face, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"If you break the law and hurt others, you deserve to be tortured. Pain is the simplest form of punishment."

When the video reached this point, Wang Shun paused it, zoomed in on the video, and pointed at the executioner's middle finger holding the cigarette and said, "See? There is a silver ring here."

Mu Sicheng squinted his eyes and indeed found a silver ring at the base of the executioner's bloodstained middle finger: "I see."

"This ring is his skill weapon, called the [Death Ring]."

Wang Shun explained: "The Death Ring is a ring given to executioners by the saint King Herod, who is said to be fair, just, supreme, kind and merciful to everyone in ancient times."

"It is said that the executioner was afraid when he was hanging a powerful enemy king. In order to make the executioner not feel afraid when hanging the criminal, King Herod took off his ring and gave it to the executioner, telling him that he was only killing a sinner and he did not need to be afraid."

“From then on, King Herod granted the executioner the right to kill all those who committed crimes, including the king, and this ring was the [Ring of Death].”

"The exact mechanism of the Death Ring is still unclear, but it is said that the opponent who is touched by the executioner's hand with the ring will feel excruciating pain, as if they were tortured countless times until they die of pain."

"I tried to collect some information about the opponents who were touched by the executioner. Generally speaking, the more severe the pain, the more likely they were to have committed crimes in real life."

Wang Shun continued, "But that's not always the case. From the data I've collected, some players who have been sanctioned by the Executioner do look like they will commit crimes soon, but they haven't done those things when they were sanctioned. They also feel very painful when the Executioner touches them with the ring."

"If it weren't for the repeated obstruction of the rebels, these people would have probably been tortured to death by the executioners."

"So I personally think that the standard for torture by the executioner may not be objective, but subjective. That is, you will be tortured as severely as the executioner thinks you deserve."

"Ni Shen's escape is equivalent to unlocking the executioner's shackles, which is not good news for us." Wang Shuan said solemnly, "On the one hand, this will allow him to show off his strength recklessly in the arena and occupy the top of the popularity rankings. On the other hand, he will also be reckless when executing us."

"Please pray that all of us will have a good impression in the minds of the executioners."

"Finally, let me remind you all about tomorrow's game." Wang Shun smiled bitterly, "I just said so much nonsense because I didn't want to report the teams for tomorrow's game."

"We only have one match tomorrow, and our opponent is——"

Wang Shun took a deep breath and said, "Fanatical Lamb."

In the viewing pool hall, Bai Liu walked out of the viewing pool after the show was over, with someone following him stealthily.

The man held up a fist-sized camera and carefully blended into the dense crowd, looking for an angle to take pictures of Bai Liu. He looked like an experienced paparazzi who had been secretly photographing celebrities' privacy for years.

Bai Liu seemed unaware that there was someone following him, and he talked naturally with the people around him.

The paparazzi smiled strangely, adjusted the angle twice, and when he could almost capture Bai Liu's upper body clearly, he pressed the power button. The camera squeaked twice and spit out a photo.

The man took the photo, scanned it, opened the system panel with a happy expression, and sent an email.

【We got it! Let’s take action! 】

The photo clearly showed Du Sanying sitting opposite Bai Liu, slurping noodles with a confused expression. Below him was clearly printed a line of twelve-digit real coordinates.

In reality.

Du Sanying was drinking the beef noodles that Bai Liu had packed back with both hands. After eating, he looked curiously at Bai Liu who was leaning on the sofa and watching TV lazily.

Normally, Bai Liu would have finished taking a shower and was lying in bed at this time, but today Bai Liu was still watching TV.

Du Sanying glanced at the garden babies on TV in confusion.

Does Mr. Bai Liu like this?

In fact, Bai Liu didn't like this, but his family hadn't paid the aperture fee for the TV for a long time, so he could only watch some basic channels. Bai Liu just watched them casually and finally stopped at the children's channel.

Du Sanying asked: "Mr. Bai Liu, don't you want to take a shower and go to bed early today? There is a very important game tomorrow."

Bai Liu said calmly, "Don't wash it for now. Someone will come to see us later. I'm going to take you out."

Du Sanying suddenly realized: "No wonder you asked Mu Shen to leave his motorcycle downstairs when he left. It turns out that he was going to use it at this time. Mr. Bai Liu, are you going to take me out on a motorcycle?"

After saying that, Du Sanying shook his head shyly: "Mu Shen's heavy motorcycle looks so cool. I can't ride a motorcycle, but it's good to be able to sit on it."

Bai Liu hummed: "I can't ride either."

Du Sanying breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "Mr. Bai Liu doesn't know how to do that either..."

After a while, he reacted. Du Sanying said in shock: "Wait, Mr. Bai Liu, neither you nor I can do it, who will drive this motorcycle later?!"

The sound of motorcycles whizzing past could be heard from under the windowsill. The hum of their engines was arrogant and piercing. Dazzling high beams shone into Bai Liu's window, casting halos on Bai Liu's face.

Bai Liu smiled: "I'm here."

Du Sanying was still in shock: "What's coming?!"

Bai Liu turned off the TV with the remote control, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt for easier movement, turned the shirt up twice at his wrists, and looked at Du Sanying: "The biker gang that ambushed us is here, let's go down and drive the motorcycles."

Du Sanying howled: "But Mr. Bai Liu, neither you nor I know how to drive!"

Bai Liu nodded: "It doesn't matter, you are all I need, let's go."

After saying that, Bai Liu took off the motorcycle helmet hanging behind the door and threw one to Du Sanying, then put it on himself. He opened the shoe cabinet and took out a rusty baseball bat from it. He weighed it in his hand and held it with his backhand.

Bai Liu turned and looked at Du Sanying: "Are you ready?"

Du Sanying frantically buttoned his helmet with one hand and raised the other hand: "Ready, ready!"

Bai Liu held out her hand to Du Sanying: "Come over when you're ready."

Du Sanying looked at the hand Bai Liu stretched out to him, then glanced at Bai Liu's calm expression, clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

It's okay, his misfortune won't affect Mr. Bai Liu!

Du Sanying suddenly stretched out his hand to Bai Liu. Bai Liu held Du Sanying's wrist and looked towards the door.

There was the sound of metal sticks colliding outside the door. It was obvious that someone was knocking on the railings on both sides of the stairs with a stick and a knife. The footsteps went up one after another and finally stopped in front of Bai Liu's door.

Bai Liu walked slowly to the door and said softly, "When I open the door later, just close your eyes. Nothing will happen."

Du Sanying swallowed and nodded.

The door was slammed and vicious curses were heard through the room.

"Bai Liu, get out!"

"You dare to offend our Brother Kong, I will break your legs today!"

Bai Liu opened the door with no emotion on her face: "Close your eyes."

Knives, fists, sticks and clubs were coming towards him, and Du Sanying closed his eyes subconsciously. Bai Liu blocked Du Sanying in front of him without changing his expression.

At the moment when these people were about to attack Du Sanying, Bai Liu's door strangely fell outwards, just in front of these ferocious people.

When the opponent fell, Bai Liu attacked without hesitation and hit him with two baseball bats.

A line of blood spurted out, splashing directly from the shirt to Bai Liu's face.

Bai Liu pulled Du Sanying's wrist and continued to walk out through the door. After turning around, the number of people rushing up from the stairs shouting and killing continued to increase. Bai Liu lowered his eyes and looked at the group of people, and the blood on the baseball bat dripped onto the ground.

Du Sanying's voice was trembling, but he still remained obedient and did not open his eyes: "Mr. Bai Liu, are you okay?"

Bai Liu said calmly: "I'm fine. No matter what I do next, don't open your eyes."

Du Sanying nodded quickly, trembling.

Bai Liu pulled Du Sanying to the stairs, held Du Sanying's shoulders as he faced the thugs who were rushing up with daggers and iron bars in their hands and roaring, and then gently pushed him down.

Du Sanying was pushed out, and was stunned for a moment when he lost weight: "Mr. Bai Liu...?"

Was he pushed down!!!

The sharp tip of the knife and the raised iron bar were about to hit Du Sanying who fell from the stairs. The dilapidated iron fence next to the stairs suddenly creaked twice and collapsed.

A group of people who were holding onto the fence and rushing upwards over the fence rolled into a ball along the collapsed fence, and the knives and sticks that had not yet been put away stabbed into their own bodies.

The screams suddenly became one.

"Ah! Wang Laogou, your knife! It stabbed my kidney!"

"Whose PVC pipe is that? Damn it, it's stuck in my hand! Take it away quickly, it hurts so much!"

Bai Liu jumped down a few times lightly and landed steadily next to a big man lying with blood all over his head.

On top of the big man lay Du Sanying, who had not yet come to his senses.

Du Sanying fell on the human sandbag without any injury, but he looked terribly frightened, almost crying, trembling, but still did not open his eyes: "Mr. Bai Liu, can I open my eyes now?"

Bai Liu glanced at the big man that Du Sanying was suppressing.

The big man stared at Bai Liu fiercely, struggled to get up and tried to stab Bai Liu with the knife.

Bai Liu raised his hand and gave him a clean hit with the stick.

The man's head started bleeding again and he fell down dizzy.

Bai Liu grabbed Du Sanying's wrist, pulled him up, and walked down the stairs without looking away: "You can open your eyes now."

Du Sanying slowly and carefully opened his eyes, then screamed out in fright.

The narrow staircase corridor was filled with hooligans lying in a crooked position, sighing and yelling. The railings were like a barrier pressing down on these hooligans to prevent them from moving. The ground was covered with cement foam and pools of blood caused by iron bars.

There was also a streak of blood on the side of Bai Liu's face, and combined with his emotionless expression, he looked particularly... scary.

Du Sanying swallowed nervously and asked, "Are all these people taken care of by Mr. Bai Liu?"

Bai Liu glanced at Du Sanying and said, "No, I just helped you."

Du Sanying was confused: "......???"

"Did I do all this?" Du Sanying, who had always been a good citizen, took a moment to react after hearing this, then accepted the reality with horror and collapsed, shouting, "Then did I break the law?"

Bai Liu retracted his gaze: "No, I checked, it's legitimate defense."