In the heart of the Himalayas, at the foot of the Kham Temple Mountain.

Tents stand at the foot of Khamba's mountain, where a dozen sturdy black market fighters stand guard on the way up. In addition to this, there are armed men chewing gum, wearing sunglasses and carrying guns. They completely surrounded Kham, and they were not allowed to enter or go out. And these black market fighters are all killing machines that came out of Zhukov's training camp.

In a tent in the middle of the mountain forest, a young man sat on a soft chair and enjoyed the services brought to him by two beautiful women. His body was strong, his thin face was full of murder, and he didn't care about the enjoyment of the other people in the tent watching him.

"Baby, take it a little deeper...... Yes, that's it...... Oh...... It's cool! The young man said in a voice that was extremely comfortable, and he closed his eyes and rushed to the man sitting opposite: "General Barkley, don't worry, our training camp is not what it used to be. Under my control, every killing machine has at least a hundred lives in my hands. They are fierce, they are brutal, they don't know what death is, they only know how to kill the opponent standing in front of them. Well, that's right, the killer cultivated in Zhukov's training camp is definitely the best in the world, and those who are good at attacking are always much stronger than the shrunken guys, aren't they? ”

While enjoying the service, the young man made an arrogant voice. General Barkley, who was sitting across from him, did not refute, because this young man had arrogant capital, he was the current manager of Zhukov's training camp, the son of the founder Zhukov, and a black market fighter known as a slaughter. He is not a gentleman, but a black market fighter who has become famous, and only after becoming famous did others know that he was Zhukov's son, and only then went back to take charge of Zhukov's training camp.

The ability is outstanding, the people are also handsome, and the fame in the underground black market boxing is even greater. He has fought more than 130 games, killed all opponents, and never left a living mouth. When he took charge of the Zhukov training camp, he threw away his own Lao Tzu's training rules and adopted the training content formulated by himself, making every killing machine in the training camp more cold-blooded and ruthless.

Slaughter, King Suk, that's the name of the young man.

"King Suke, I think you have to save your body, no one knows when you will have to fight to the death." General Barkley made a heartfelt message.

"Hey, General Buckley, are you doubting my body?" King Slaughter Suk laughed, opened his eyes and laughed, "There are only two girls here, in fact, there can be two more." Last time I played against a guy called something...... I'm sorry, but whoever I've beaten to death will forget his nickname or name...... I vividly remember the night before the battle, I called ten wolf-like Russian girls in one breath, and guess what happened the next day? I'm going to kick that guy to death, hahahaha......"

General Buckley was smiling and seemed very interested in the story of King Suke.

"Don't be afraid, General Barkley, have you become less emboldened after your removal? I remember you as a great fighter, right? The shadow hero of the Gulf War, the madman who infiltrated the enemy's rear with a single soldier. King Suke took out a cigar and put it in his mouth and continued: "Don't worry, even if you don't look for me, I have to wipe out Kham and wash away my father's humiliation. And you can follow me and pick up a great credit. When you pick up this credit, the official will be reinstated in the near future. By that time......"

"When that time comes, I will give you the greatest support!" General Barkley smiled and promised: "We have many training bases, and with well-developed training facilities, I can increase the size of the Zhukov training camp by at least ten times!" ”

"I believe what you say, but if you dare to break your word-" King Suke slowly sat up, stretched out his hand to push away the woman kneeling in front of his legs, stared into General Buckley's eyes and said coldly, "Then you will have to pay the price, the price of blood!" ”

"Do you think I'm willing to play tricks with a king?" General Barkley waved his hand and smiled, "King Suke, let's wait and see, after all, we have cooperated more than once." And those who have worked with me know that I will never treat my allies badly! ”

King Suke stared into General Buckley's eyes for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Hahahaha...... Hahahaha...... General Buckley, look at your nervousness, I'm just playing a little joke with you, hahahaha......" King Suke grabbed the hair of a girl next to him, and pushed her hard at General Buckley: "Give it to you for enjoyment, treat my own people, I am also extremely generous, hahahaha......"

Extremely arrogant, King Suke did not take General Buckley seriously at all. In his opinion, General Barkley was just a dismissed general, and at his age, it was impossible to climb back into his original position. His willingness to cooperate with him is nothing more than a fancy to some of his remaining interpersonal networks and special hidden powers.

"I'm too old to play, and if I were a few dozen years younger, I would never refuse." General Barkley swept over the girl's body with great nostalgia, shook his head and smiled: "I think I'd better go out, so as not to delay your timely fun, hehe." ”

General Barkley excused himself, got up and walked out of the tent. When he walked out of the tent, his face instantly darkened, and two cunning and cruel lights burst out from his pupils, and he walked towards his tent.

In the shadows of the tent, a dark figure stood there, his eyes flickering slightly when he saw General Barkley walk in.

"General, you have been insulted and do you need me to kill him?" The figure said lightly.

"No, no, it's just a kid." General Barkley shook his head and said, "He still has to play forward for us, and we have to use them to hide ourselves." This kind of pioneer is hard to find, wouldn't it be a pity to kill it? ”

The shadow didn't speak, and continued to stand there quietly.

"You go in again in the evening," said General Barkley, after a moment's thought, "just kill a little man of insignificance, as I did the other day, and I need to let fear hang over the whole of Khamba." ”

"Understood." The shadow nodded slightly.

At this time, in King Suke's tent, the current leader of Zhukov told the two girls who were waiting for him to get out of the way, and waved his hand gently.

A cold woman walked over and stood quietly behind him.

"Ice Angel, what do you think?" King Suke asked with a serious expression.

"You've seen it, do you still need my opinion?" The woman who was as cold as ice said lightly.

"Hehe, okay, I see." King Su Ke smiled, nodded and said, "Don't worry, you use your wisdom to assist me, I will definitely help you fulfill your wishes, this is my promise." ”

The Ice Angel was expressionless and turned to leave......