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Passing through the open post and the secret sentry, they stopped at the end of a hidden passage.

In a gloomy corner where the light does not shine, a sand cave stands silently, as dark as a ghost.

The cave door is thick, and a round iron wheel is inlaid in the center. Gordon knew that it was a cipher door plate, so he could only turn it open according to the set method.

"You go open the door. Turn left three times, right six times, and left nine times. Gordon followed the instructions of the Blood Raven, stepped forward and grabbed the wheel handle, and pulled it hard. Crunch, crunch", the sound of the door plate turning was particularly harsh around the silence.

The door of the cave opened with a wisp of dark wind, and the smell of musty, stench, and blood poured out.

Gordon saw that there were dense iron bars erected inside, intertwined into cages. Most of the iron cages were filled with people, shackled and poorly clothed. Some huddled in corners, shivering; Some lay on the ground in blood, unconscious; Or hanging from the torture rack, with twitching limbs......

"These prisoners are the material for anatomy lessons." The Blood Raven walked into the cavern and took a deep breath of the foul air with a look of intoxication. "Among them are bandits, gangsters, merchants, and magnates of the kingdom, all of whom are enemies of the Blood Prison Society."

Gordon hesitated and said, "They're still alive......"

The Blood Raven Monster laughed, "Just kill it when you use it." Honestly, dissection is more exciting. He took out a large set of keys from his robes, picked one out and handed it to Gordon, and said in an unquestioning tone, "The ninth cage in the left row, open the lock, and kill the people inside." ”

Gordon found the ninth cage, and the heavy cage locks and the sound of the iron bars alarming the people inside. The man struggled to twist away from the unmarked dirt, tilted his head sideways, and looked out.

The faint light of the moss on the top wall shone on his face, and he was vaguely a handsome young man, with silver and blue eyes, and he looked like he was about seventeen years old. He was nearly naked, covered in dirt, and the wounds from whipping, burning, and knife cutting rolled outward, like torn and twisted mouths, spitting out red-white pus.

"Boom!" The key in Gordon's hand slipped out of the keyhole and didn't align.

The boy muttered indistinctly, his eyes fixed on the direction in which the lock was unlocked, and a faint light flickered.

Gordon pointed the key at the keyhole again, his fingers shaking involuntarily, and almost missed it again.

He's seen each other!

Four years ago!

That's his cousin, the rising star of Cobra, who cultivated to the gray tin level martial arts genius at the age of thirteen!

With a "click", the cage lock opened, and cold and fine beads of sweat oozed from Gordon's palm.

Blood Raven stood behind him, and Gordon couldn't delay, he strode into the iron prison, staring at his cousin, trying to look as comfortable as he could.

In the gloomy light, the two sides looked at each other.

The last time we met, it was after Gordon's 10-year-old bar mitzvah. In the dead of night, my father led his cousin to come secretly. Through the curtain, his cousin knelt down on one knee and swore allegiance in the most solemn ceremony of the family.

Each generation of the Cobra family, Don, will have a loyal fanged guard. The father planned ahead and set the best rookie in the family early as Gordon's fangs. A year later, the cousin was sent to carry out the nail plan, and he has not been heard from since.

"This thief is a spy who has infiltrated the Blood Prison Society, and he is well disguised. It wasn't until one time that we revealed the foundation of our own martial arts that we saw through it. His skills were quite powerful, and the silver fox himself took action to capture him alive. Blood Raven sneered, "But you don't have to be afraid, his source power has long been abolished, and it will be easy to kill him." ”

"Okay, my lord, I'll do it neatly." Gordon's tongue seemed to stiffen when he heard his blank answer.

The cousin looked at Gordon in a daze, pushing his elbows to the ground, barely propping up his upper body, and his dull pupils flashed with a strange brilliance.

Maybe my cousin thought that the family had come to the rescue. Gordon thought so, and gripped the key so hard that it hurt.

"My lord, since you have to dissect it, the corpse can't be destroyed too much, right?" Gordon turned back to ask the Blood Raven, avoiding his cousin's gaze. Although they had only met once and were separated by a veil, the cousin was notoriously eye-catching and sharp-eyed.

Blood Raven said, "Break his neck and use the throat locking technique you just learned." ”

"Bang dang!" Gordon threw away the slippery key and walked towards his cousin.

The footsteps were dull and the heart was beating like thunder.

It was his brother, his fangs, bleeding the same blood as his own, now just a broken nail. Gordon's back was cold, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little disordered. At that time, he was very envious of his cousin, and even had a little childlike admiration......

The more he walked past, the more sluggish Gordon's steps became, as if he were sinking a little bit, and below was a dark and bottomless swamp.

Finally, Gordon walked up to his cousin. The shocking wounds emitted a rotting stench of pus, making it difficult for him to look at them directly. Gordon wanted to do it, but he couldn't, his hands were too heavy to lift. The heart is like a stone, but the heart is not a stone.

The cousin stared straight at Gordon, suddenly shaking his shriveled lips and his throat rattling as if he was about to say something.

Cousin recognizes himself? Can't let him speak! Gordon subconsciously stretched out his arm.

"Wait!" The Blood Raven suddenly spoke to stop Gordon, and he walked up to his cousin and smiled, "This little thief seems to have something to say. He probably figured it out and was willing to sue us something. ”

Gordon's heart tightened, and the muscles in his body tensed.

"Bloody ......," the cousin groaned and clung to the wall, his knees shaking violently, and he stood up tremblingly.

"Bloody what?" Blood Raven frowned and asked, "As long as you say it, I promise to let you live." ”

The cousin gasped for a moment, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Blood...... ...... of the Blood Prison Society Dwarf dogs, die! As if he had burst out of the last strength of his life, he surged his arms out and screamed and pounced on the blood raven.

"Kill him!" The blood crow's resentful voice sounded like a mourning crow flying out of a grave.

"I, by the ancestors of the Cobra family. At this moment, become the heir of the family - the future Don? Gordon's fangs. ”

Gordon reached out his arms, bent his elbows, and strangled his cousin's throat.

"Since then, the sword mountain and the sea of fire, life and death have been guarded. Loyal throughout your life and never betrayed. ”

Gordon gritted his teeth and snapped his cousin's neck with a "click".

This oath has nothing to do with a contract, only a faith. Time is immortal, because the will lives forever. ”

The corpse slid limply from between the elbows and fell to one knee, just as it had been done that night.

That may have been Gordon's only friend in his lonely childhood.

Gordon stood numbly, letting the cold envelop him in the marrow. He saw his cousin's eyes bulging out, the corners of his mouth slightly curled, and his smile froze. It dawned on him that his cousin had already recognized him.

"This thief is very big, and the forces behind it are more terrifying than you think. His death at your hands will cause you a lot of trouble. But it doesn't matter, as long as you remain loyal to the Blood Prison Society, the other party will not know that you killed him. The Blood Raven's language was meaningful.

By this time, Gordon had already understood. The Blood Crow allowed himself to kill his cousin with his own hands, forcing himself to make a name for himself, and now he can be regarded as truly passing the test of the Blood Prison Society.

Blood Raven said, "Let's go, take the corpse out, we still have to dissect it." ”

Gordon grabbed his cousin's arm and dragged the body out. The corpse was light, and the footsteps were light, leaving a long, mottled blood mark behind it.

For the first time in his life, Gordon experienced the feeling of loss.

"How does it feel to kill someone?" Walking in the dark cave passage, the blood crow asked rashly.

Gordon slowly turned his head and looked at the Blood Raven. The green light of the mushroom shone on Gordon's pale face, and the skin seemed to be transparent.

There are many kinds of pain.

But there is only one kind of value.

That is to hone the will of man.

"It feels great." Gordon looked at the Blood Raven and suddenly smiled. If that's what I'm losing, then I'm not going to lose again. I won't.

Quiet as a stone, his will is like a stone, and he naturally stepped into the first layer of the artistic conception of "fire in stone" assassination.