Dark Camp
On the training ground, figures shuttled through the woods, and hidden weapons flew out from the darkness from time to time. If you couldn't dodge in time, there would be only one outcome: being sent to the arena.
They fell one after another, and as soon as they fell, they would be dragged away.
Su Xinguang hid in the dark, staring at the person who placed the hidden weapon on the treetop with his hawk-like eyes.
Suddenly, when the opponent was staring at the others, he launched an attack, knocked one of them down, and cut the opponent's neck directly with the sharp blade in his hand.
Before he died, the man wanted to pull the trigger of the hidden weapon on his sleeve, but the little guy dodged and narrowly avoided it, but a shallow blood mark was still left on his cheek.
The training coach who had been observing the situation in the forest naturally saw this scene. Although Su Xinguang's performance was not the most brilliant among this group of people, his presence was enough to attract attention.
Although he is only seven years old, he has enough stamina to stay dormant. This kind of determination and character are not possessed by many teenagers.
In the assassination camp, many people died at this step.
The time of an incense stick slowly came to an end, and the situation on the field gradually became clear.
When the whistle sounded, both sides stopped fighting.
Assassinate one side and win!
The assassination attempt failed.
Su Xinguang stood on the assassination side, and there were originally thirty people on his side, but now there were only twelve left, and the rest were killed by the other side.
As for the assassination party, there were thirty people, but now only twenty-one are left.
Both sides suffered losses.
The training coach looked at the losing team and said, "As losers, you must accept the punishment. Starting from tomorrow, you must win ten matches in the Colosseum within the next half month before you can leave. If you fail again, you will stay in the Colosseum forever until you become food for wild beasts."
This is a very cruel punishment. It will not let you off because of your young age, nor will it show mercy and let you go if you beg for mercy.
Here it's either life or death.
If you want to survive, there is only one way, kill all obstacles in your way, whether they are humans or beasts.
The underground black market arena in a certain state capital was bustling with people.
Here people can see the bloodiest and most exciting scene.
Every time the blood stained the ground red, the crowd in the stands would cheer and roar enthusiastically.
Every time the beasts tore people into pieces and gnawed them, the people in the stands would have their blood boiling and would shout with red eyes.
Every time the weak human killed the beast, the person on the stage would jump up, waving the silver bills in his hand and shouting "Do it again".
This is a dark place full of blood, depravity and corruption.
The people here have no morals and no compassion. There is only blood and violence in their eyes and hearts.
The brutal scenes have already released the demons in these people's hearts. Once the demons are released, they can no longer suppress them. Only by enjoying the bloody and violent scenes over and over again can they satisfy the perversion in their hearts and suppress the demons in their hearts.
A waiter in the center of the stage shouted to the gamblers in the stands: "Today we welcome the youngest challenger in the Colosseum. He is only seven years old, but he has a wise and calm mind. He is an assassin who likes to lie dormant."
"Who will be the winner of today's battle?"
"The smallest challenger we've ever had, or our famously cunning wolf. Who will be the better of the two?"
“We’re looking forward to it!”
"Next, please welcome the youngest challenger, No. 007."
The iron gate at the entrance of one side of the ramp opened, and a small figure walked out of the corridor. The small figure, with a small stature, walked in front of the people.
When the people in the stands saw that young and tender face, they all burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, it's just such a tiny thing. It's really weird."
"Tsk tsk! This fight is definitely not worth watching. In less than a cup of tea, this little guy will be devoured by the hungry wolf."
"Are you kidding me? Is there no one in the Colosseum? Why are you letting such a small person on the stage?"
"I can see that the Colosseum is preparing to give the hungry wolf a snack."
Everyone laughed wantonly at the thin figure in the center of the iron cage. They were waiting for him to be devoured by the hungry wolves. They didn't worry about his safety, let alone care whether he lived or died.
All they care about is winning or losing, excitement, blood and violence.
The sounds of sarcasm and ridicule kept coming into the little guy's ears. If it were someone of the same age, he would have been so angry that his face would have turned red and his neck would have become thick. But the little guy on the field seemed not to hear it. He waited quietly, staring at the ramp with a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle.
"Now, let's welcome our old friend, the Wild Wolf, to the stage." As the host finished speaking, the iron gate at the ramp slowly opened, and a strong adult lone wolf walked out of the corridor slowly with steady steps.
The two sides faced each other, staring into each other's eyes.
After meeting those sharp eyes, the wild wolf did not rush forward because of the small size of the prey. Instead, it walked slowly, testing the approach step by step.
Faced with the approaching wild wolf, the little guy did not move, and there was no fear on his face.
Seeing that the wolf was hesitant and had not yet launched an attack, the people in the stands jumped up and roared.
"Go! Go!"
"Wild Wolf, hurry up and kill him."
"What are you waiting for? Rush over and tear him to pieces."
"Break his neck."
"Fuck! Hurry up and get on with it. What are you hesitating about?"
"Damn wolf, hurry up and kill that little thing. I'm still waiting to get paid."
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Some people couldn't help but bang on the iron cage to urge the wolf in the cage to take action. However, no matter how they shouted, the wolf remained unmoved, and its eyes were still fixed on the opponent in front of it.
Those onlookers didn't know what danger the little man was in, but the wolf, as a wild beast, had his own judgment.
It felt that the little guy opposite was not so easy to deal with, so it was naturally cautious.
Such is the nature of wolves.
It just so happens that the opponent on the other side is also cautious and patient enough.
Both sides were looking for opportunities to strike to ensure they could hurt their opponents.
After a cup of tea, the two men in the iron cage were still confronting each other. Both sides were still terrifyingly calm, which made it difficult for the group of people in the stands. They were furious and started cursing.
"Fuck, you two should go ahead."
"What the hell! Just show us this."
"Damn it! Did this wild wolf eat shit today? It's so disgusting."
"Fuck, replace the wild wolf and let the wild bear come up."
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