The car was directly provided by the Zhou family. Ling Ruojing was very polite and walked straight to the first car without making any turns.

All four drivers got out of the car and left the venue.

Ling Ruojing was a little surprised, "If you leave, who will drive?"

The last driver stopped, gave Ling Ruojing a military salute, and said respectfully: "I received instructions from my superiors and just drove the car here. I don't know who will continue to drive."

Yuan Wense turned his head and asked the three people behind him: "Which of you is good at cars and can tell if there is anything wrong with this car in the shortest time?"

All three people shook their heads.

A car is a precious thing and not something that ordinary people can get their hands on.

Yuan Wense could only choose a car at random. In fact, one of the three people she picked at the beginning was very proficient in mechanics. Not only was he proficient in car skills, but he was also proficient in the assembly of various guns. But now she can only make random guesses on her own.

Mrs. Ming also randomly picked a car and sat in the driver's seat. Obviously she could drive.

Of course Ling Ruojing also learned to drive, but how could she shoot a gun once she had started driving? But it was not without its advantages. She could drive to a safer place and park, and then say that the car had an accident and could no longer move.

Madam Tuesday actually smiled, "They inquired very clearly. They even found out that the four of us know how to drive."

However, for truly wealthy ladies, driving a car is just like learning to ride a horse. It is one of the necessary skills and is not surprising.

Some more trucks came from a distance. There were iron cages on the back of those trucks. There were various ferocious animals in the cages, making heart-rending howls.

The reporters were as excited as if they had been shot, because everything before them was like the reappearance of the Colosseum in ancient Rome, but the noble ladies who could drive and shoot added to this cruel and bloody sport.

Got some fun.

The men were in teams of three, leaning against the car. They were such ferocious beasts, and the men's feet were a little weak. Their weapons were only daggers that were only a few inches close to hand.

There are now four teams: the Tahara family team, the Feng family team, the Zhou family team, and the Ming family team. The players are only represented by three simple numbers: one, two, three, Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.

Every time the bell ring sounded, the soldiers with live ammunition on the truck opened the iron cages one by one and released the ferocious beasts. The beasts tentatively came out of the iron cages, and then quickly fled in all directions.

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From this moment on, all the team members who enter the venue have already started the game. The game is not limited to time. The team that wants to leave the venue must kill more than three beasts.

Of course, the ranking depends on how many beast heads are finally hunted.

The reporters, the organizing committee, and all the people watching the competition were on the high ground. Temporary tents built with reed mats were divided into seats one by one. Humans are really strong animals. Even such a simple tent can be assigned a first-class seat.

There are countless little intrigues happening among them.

Of course, the best seat in the middle is for the four competing parties. Everyone holds a telescope and watches the field quietly.
Chapter completed!