Forty-nine of the fifty-three cadets were caught, and four were on the run. However, there is no problem at all, and the armed groups have already discovered their traces and are in pursuit. As long as they can't go to heaven and earth, the end result is the same.

On top of the bombed ruins of the Hunter School, Headmaster Wood, half covered in blood, knelt on the ground with his left hand over the shoulder where he had been shot. In front of him was a burly militant with his hands behind his back, and he couldn't see his face, only a pair of eagle eyes under the disguise, full of formidable force. In addition, his nose also showed a hook-like shape, which added a lot of gloomy and cold air to the whole person.

Usually the most difficult people to deal with are those with hawknoses and eyes, they are ruthless, cruel and tyrannical, and have a strong brain and a cold heart. On weekdays, he soars in the sky and looks down on all beings, and will suddenly launch a deadly attack on the target that has long been locked. Although the wolf is terrifying, it is absolutely impossible to escape the doom if you encounter this kind of eagle.

In a way, the eagle is the master, the absolute master of the sky.

"Golden Lion Wood? Well, it's better to meet than to be famous, you're not as good as I thought. The militant looked down at Wood and said in a condescending tone: "If you want to die, then your cadets will be even worse, you should understand." So the only thing you can do is stay alive here and follow my orders. Don't worry, it won't embarrass you too much, maybe you should have heard my name, I'm the cold bird. ”

"Phew!" Wood spat a mouthful of blood on the other party's face, and cracked his teeth, "You want me to obey you?" Dream! Even if all the people of the Hunter School die, even if all the students die at your hands, we will not take half a step back! Want to use us for your purposes? Dream on! The Hunter School trains the strongest hunters, the best special forces, and the hunters are never enslaved!! ”

"Free from slavery!!"

"Roar! - Free from slavery! ”

“……”

A violent roar suddenly sounded, and the trainees who were kneeling on the ground raised their heads and roared angrily. Headmaster Wood's words speak for themselves, they are hunters, they are the best special forces, and hunters will never be enslaved, even if they die immediately!

"Smack! Syllable! ”

"Bang! Boom! ……”

The beating began immediately, and the armed group used the clubs in their hands to slam the heads and faces of the trainees, and immediately suppressed the angry roar. They are very heavy, they can knock a person over with a single stick, and they are enslaving in this way.

Blood splattered, and the students were knocked to the ground, but they were pulled up and continued to beat. Until everyone was beaten and weakened, and they kept kneeling crookedly.

The armed groups did not kill anyone, because killing these cadets did them no good at all. Every student is a weight in their hands, and they are all important weights. They can use these cadets to achieve their own ends, and make the Hunter School and the forces behind it compromise.

You must know that every student here is an elite special forces of a certain country, and if something happens here, it will definitely be a serious incident. The Hunter School can't afford it, and the Hunter School can't afford it either. If they want to make things easier, they have to compromise and negotiate with God's armed forces. If the negotiations are not successful, no one knows what the final consequences will be.

"There are four more, and when I catch the last four, let's talk about it again." Coldhorn Bird nodded at Wood and said, "All you have to do now is bring your people, after all, you're their boss, right?" Do you know why I'm keeping you? Keep you for—"

The Chill Bird suddenly leaned down and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "I believe in your training ability, and I dare to guarantee that your students will be dead to death." But there's one thing that, if you call the shots, it's completely different. You can make them hunters, and you can make them compromise. And most importantly, this is your ......"

A photograph shook in front of Wood's eyes and then dropped at the other's feet.

This is a picture of Wood in casual clothes, holding a beautiful woman in his left hand and an innocent child in his right hand, smiling happily and brightly. There is no doubt that Coldhorn found Wood's wife and daughter, and used this to get Wood to compromise.

Weights are needed to do anything, and people who do big things will never be disgusted with fewer weights. The filthy, the vile, the scoundrel, the bright, the lowly, etc., as long as you can exchange a slight percentage of victory for yourself, it is worth doing. As for what others say, what others say, leave these things to those lamentable public knowledge to criticize.

Seeing the photo, Wood's body shook violently, his facial muscles twitched subconsciously, and his eyes showed a thick weakness.

Everyone has weaknesses, and everyone's biggest weakness is their own family. No matter how strong you are, you always have feelings, and your feelings are your biggest weakness. Unless you have no relatives, no feelings, and no worries, you can have no scruples. But is this possible? What can't happen, never happens.

"Headmaster, they held your family hostage?" One of the closest cadets saw a picture of Wood's feet.

"It should be." Wood took a deep breath, turned to look at the cadet, and said, "But what can this be?" I'm the headmaster of the Hunter School, and I'm ready to die for a long time. My wife, my daughter, was equally ready to die. Hunters never give in, hunters never get enslaved! ”

Wood's voice was calm, as if he had expected such a day and was ready to accept it. As long as he is the principal of the Hunter School, he will never be humiliated.

“**！ What kind of hero is kidnapping someone else's wife and daughter? A bunch of crumbs! The student shook his head and scolded angrily.

"Smack!"

The butt of a rifle slammed into the student's face, causing him to splatter blood and fall to the ground.

But with a burst of scolding, everyone knew that Headmaster Wood had been coerced, and that the armed group had kidnapped his wife and daughter in an attempt to make him submit. When everyone knew, they set off a wave of unwilling scolding again.

But does it work? It's useless, they're now being captured, and the captives have no say.

"A bunch of idiots, I still don't know what happened." One of the militants sneered: "What are you guys? Your headmaster is the most important thing, as long as he is willing to compromise, hahahaha......"

Compromise? Will Wood compromise?