This is a group of people dressed in tattered gray clothes, their hands and feet bound by shackles.
Their heads were covered with cloth, obscuring their faces, and even before they arrived, a putrid stench assaulted the senses.
"vomit……"
Huo Ling'er covered her mouth and hid behind Shen Qian.
Zhou Xiaoguang and the others also looked rather unpleasant, but out of pride, no one backed down.
"prisoner?"
Shen Qian's eyesight had improved considerably, and he immediately recognized the remaining writing on the prisoners' chests, indicating that they came from "xx Third Prison".
"Exactly thirteen... Could it be..."
Zheng Shaoyang swallowed hard, his face turning pale.
Although they were masked, the aura emanating from this group was anything but benign, and there was an inexplicable sense of danger brewing in the air.
If he had experienced life-or-death battles, he would understand that it was called killing intent.
The others weren't stupid either, and they quickly realized that the fact that there were exactly thirteen prisoners in the group was probably not a coincidence.
"No wonder they called to count the number of people today..." Shen Qian muttered to himself.
Thanks to the system, his practical experience is rare at his age. Therefore, Shen Qian is probably the only person on the scene who is not flustered at all. Even Zhou Xiaoguang's expression is somewhat unnatural at this time.
Shen Qian even felt a strong desire to try it out, but he couldn't explain why.
"Kids, we meet again... Confucius said: 'Is it not pleasant to learn with constant perseverance and application?' We've had enough of that in the past two weeks, so today we're going to get a little serious."
Chen Feng and Zhao Hanhai, whose expressions were unpleasant, both stepped aside, and Liu Changqing stepped forward and spoke.
“These thirteen prisoners are all hardened criminals I handpicked from a prison, and what’s most special is… there are two serial killers among them!”
"One person, one pair, random matching, fair and just. The winner will pass this week's assessment and receive a reward personally provided by me."
Liu Changqing said with a smile, "Including Friday, you have two chances in total, so make the most of them."
"Oh, and one more thing, these prisoners can get their sentences reduced if they beat you... As for those two death row inmates, if no one can beat them by Friday, they won't have to die."
Upon hearing this, the students who had been relatively calm just moments before all changed their expressions drastically, and even the prisoners who had been quiet all along began to stir.
This is clearly designed to drive these hardened criminals to their deaths!
Especially those two serial killers, who found a glimmer of hope in their desperate situation, it was only a matter of minutes before their potential was unleashed.
"Don't worry, students. Liu Situ and I will be watching over you and will make sure you don't get into any danger."
Zhao Hanhai, seemingly unable to bear it any longer, spoke up.
Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they heard Liu Changqing say with a smile, "But in a life-or-death battle, accidents are inevitable. Director Zhao and I may not be able to provide timely assistance, so you may choose to... give up."
As a result, everyone's expressions turned grim again.
“I really want to think he’s joking, but my experience over the past two weeks tells me he’s not,” Zheng Shaoyang said to Shen Qian, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.
I'm really curious about what you guys went through in the past two weeks...
Shen Qian muttered to himself, but his mind was wandering.
No wonder Zhao Hanhai argued with Liu Changqing during the last training session he attended two weeks ago; it was probably because of Liu Changqing's "special" training methods.
However, what intrigued Shen Qian the most was Zhao Hanhai's way of addressing Liu Changqing.
Situ...
What does this mean?
Having recently read many books, Shen Qian clearly remembers that this was just an official position in ancient Chinese history, equivalent to a prime minister. Why would Zhao Hanhai address Liu Changqing in this way?
"Um, Teacher Liu... if we give up, does that mean we don't have to fight?" Huo Ling'er raised her hand and asked timidly.
"Oh, giving up means getting out of the training camp immediately," Liu Changqing replied with a smile.
The students remained silent, but as the saying goes, out of consideration for their youthful pride, no one expressed a desire to give up.
“No one gave up, great!” Liu Changqing clapped his hands. “Then let’s move on to the most exciting part: the lottery. Each of these death row inmates has a number on their back. Whatever number you draw will be yours. Just like I said before… fair and just.”
In the blink of an eye, Liu Changqing had thrown out thirteen crumpled pieces of paper. The air trembled spontaneously, and the thirteen crumpled pieces of paper floated there.
Choose.
Liu Changqing gestured with his hand.
Zhou Xiaoguang was the first to come out. His expression was relatively calm, but the occasional twitching in the corner of his eye betrayed a hint of nervousness.
With one person taking the lead, everyone quickly stepped forward to choose a crumpled piece of paper, and Chen Qian also grabbed one at random.
Huo Ling'er seemed to have completely forgotten that she was still arguing with Shen Qian. At this moment, she moved closer to Shen Qian and Zheng Shaoyang, frowning and saying in a distressed tone, "Shen Qian, I'm a little nervous. What if I draw the murderer?"
At this moment, the thirteen prisoners had already turned around at Liu Changqing's signal, revealing the large numbers on their backs.
"No way, no way, you're the 'luckiest little fairy,' it's not that easy..."
He casually mentioned Huo Ling'er's online name and offered some words of comfort, but his words abruptly stopped halfway through.
Huo Ling'er had already unfolded the crumpled paper, on which was a capital number "seven".
He glanced again at the prisoners whose backs were to the crowd. Based on his ability to sense killing intent, he was 98% certain that "Seven" and "Nine" were the two strongest serial killers.
Huo Ling'er actually won the lottery.
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