Xing Lei's original face with a wicked smile sank instantly, he turned his head to glance at the Japanese, and was about to speak, but he heard a sturdy, quite tall Caucasian standing next to the Japanese actually speak Mandarin with a serious Shanghai accent: "You little red guy, can you speak Chinese?" Why is Nong so inflated? I'm telling you, if Nong continues to look like this, the little universe of Allah is going to explode! ”

The Japanese were stunned, Zhang Miao was stunned, Wu Ba was stunned, the blonde girl was stunned, the black-robed man was stunned, and even Xing Lei, who was gloomy and ready to open his mouth to scold, was also staring at this time, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Yes? Why does a blonde and blue-eyed Caucasian speak Mandarin with a Shanghai accent and a few words of Shanghai dialect?!

Did Shanghainese go to South Korea for further study and returned to China?

"Ahem, let's go in first." Xing Lei glanced at the white man who spoke Shanghainese twice, coughed, and then took out a magnetic card from his body, scratched it on a card reader next to the glass door, and took the lead in pushing open the glass door and walking in.

The six people behind him also rushed in, only the Japanese were stunned by the white man's Shanghainese dialect, or Wu Ba patted his shoulder before reacting, and the last one walked into the glass door of Bona.

Just when the Japanese lowered his head and touched the back of his head and didn't know what to think, he didn't notice that the people walking in front of him were like demons, one by one pestle in place, and the Japanese didn't notice it for a while, and directly bumped into Wu Ba's back.

This collision woke the Japanese up from their thoughts: "Why don't you continue to go?" As he spoke, he walked around the side. No way, as a genetically pure Japanese, height has always been his hard flaw, and the five people present are like "human mountains" to him.

After the Japanese went around the five "human mountains" and saw the scene in front of him, he finally understood why these five people stopped in place.

Behind the glass door, bursts of dazzling white light shone on the buildings of different heights and styles, different from the three-meter-high corridor, where even the top of the tallest six-story building is at least ten meters away from the ceiling!

Assassination Alliance, how much money, manpower, and energy do you have to build such an underground city?!

Not to mention, it seems to be called Bunker 38!

This means that there are other bunkers with exactly the same space as this one!

I don't know why, a layer of fine sweat suddenly appeared on the forehead of the Japanese, and I saw him biting his lip tightly, and his hands and legs trembled slightly. Maybe he was shocked by what he saw, or maybe he thought of something that made him excited/scared/nervous.

As for the other five, they all seemed to be slowly relieving themselves, their eyes revealing a little curiosity, and they were not so shocked that they forgot the purpose of coming here. Coming here early in the morning without eating to participate in the training, in other words, no one will have a long-term focus on other things while they are hungry.

What's more, after they came to their senses, Xing Lei looked disgusted, and said lines that he didn't know how many times he repeated: "Rookies, in the next three months, you will all complete the training I set for you in this five-square-kilometer miniature town." In addition, at the end of the training, your training results will be reviewed to determine if you are qualified to become a professional killer! ”

"Also, pick up on the conversation at the door." Xing Lei's face suddenly changed, and the evil smile on his face once again came into the eyes of everyone present, "You shouldn't have had breakfast, right?" ”

"Does having breakfast have anything to do with our training today?"

Xing Lei didn't talk, but used his finger to tick the number 7014 covered in a black robe, as if to let him stand by his side.

No. 7014 seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally patted the hand of the blonde girl next to him who was grabbing his robe because of worry, and after signaling her to be relieved, he stood beside Xing Lei.

When he stood still, Xing Lei introduced the others succinctly: "No. 7014, a prostitute in a temple in Thailand, good at Gu poison. ”

This...... It's the same as not saying it.

Zhang Miao looked at the faces of the others out of the corner of his eye, except for Wu Ba, who had an indifferent face, the Japanese who didn't know what he was thinking, and the number 7014 whose face was covered by a hood, the other two had a little doubt on their faces.

Xing Lei swept his eyes and saw the fine sweat on the Japanese forehead, and only felt that this short man felt very uncomfortable because he thought of what he wanted to express, so he shouted: "No. 6998, seeing that you are even scared out of sweat, let's talk to other rookies about what you thought of." ”

Unexpectedly, the Japanese showed an expression of being awakened from his contemplation, but the short man immediately turned pale and said a little seriously: "In my humble opinion, the reason why no one brought us breakfast today may have something to do with the Gu poison that this Mr. 7014 is good at." ”

"In other words, our breakfast today may be Gu poison." When the Japanese said this, they suddenly made a straight posture, bent down slightly and lowered their heads: "Instructor San, the above is the contemptible idea." ”

"Ahem, that's right, it's just too much talk." Xing Lei felt a little embarrassed, he really didn't expect that the seriousness of the Japanese people about their work would actually cause them to say so much nonsense, "All in all, your breakfast today is the Gu worm numbered 7014." ”

Hearing this, the black-robed man suddenly lifted his hood, and a face that was enough to make women jealous or envious was exposed in front of everyone, but his slightly hoarse and magnetic male voice made people feel extremely ambivalent: "Hey, do you want everyone to die here?" ”

"It's better to die, so that you are the only one who survives, and then through training, become a professional killer." Xing Lei smiled, and with the scar on his cheek, it made everyone tremble.

"It's here for the next three hours." After taking out a folded piece of paper from his trouser pocket and handing it to No. 7014, Xing Lei turned around and walked leisurely behind his back with his hands behind his back, and finally disappeared into the passage between the two buildings.

The complex, known as the training room, occupies half of the four basement floors. Here, all the services of the outside world, such as hospitals, supermarkets, convenience stores, advertising design stores, and even corporate buildings, stand in different areas.

As Zhang Miao, Wu Ba and a group of six people continued to wander through the building complex, on a certain street, they actually saw a series of national systems such as the government, police station, and fire station lined up.

The most important thing is that there are all kinds of people constantly moving around these buildings.

In other words, this training room is simply a small city that has already developed!

At this time, a group of six people were standing outside the door of a flower, bird, fish and insect market, as if they were hesitating to consider something, but Wu Ba, who was standing at the back, had a calm face.

About ten minutes later, Wu Ba seemed to be a little helpless to the five people who were still hesitating, and finally picked them up and walked into the flower, bird, fish and insect market alone.

After Wu Ba stood still in front of the other five people, he said to the black-robed man, "That, number, uh, how much is 70?" ”

"Just call me Tu Lun, it's too hard to remember." The black-robed man who had put down his hood smiled, and his tone was full of lightness.

"Tu Lun, what is the name of the building we are going to next on the paper that Scarface gave you?"

"XX Restaurant."

Wu Ba smiled slightly, and gestured to the plastic bag in his hand: "Let me let you taste Cantonese-style dishes today." ”

An hour later, a crowd of onlookers gathered at the door of XX Restaurant, although they pushed and shoved, no one entered, and inside, the six rectangular tables that should have been placed were put together.

On this patchwork table, there are six dishes, and there are five people seated at the table, looking at their appearance, they are five of the six people who came to the training room for training, and Wu Ba actually didn't know where he went.

But Zhang Miao, the Japanese, Tu Lun, the blonde girl, and the foreigner with a Shanghai accent were looking at the six dishes on the table with strange expressions at this time, especially the blonde girl, who was already clinging to Tu Lun's side with a look of disgust.

Tu Lun held the blonde girl's hand while smiling and comforting her softly.

While the five of them were staring blankly at the things on the table, Wu Ba walked out of the kitchen with a bottle of strong wine and six disposable cups, saw them sitting there one by one, and asked, "Everyone, why don't you eat?" ”

Upon hearing Wu Ba's words, the five of them smiled a little awkwardly, and the Japanese said, "Ahem, I actually want to wait for Your Excellency to introduce these dishes." ”

Wu Ba couldn't help laughing, and after coming to the table and putting down the wine and glass in his hand, he first pointed to a dish in front of him that didn't look much different from braised lion's head and said: "This is an ant lion's head, and the main ingredient is ants with pork and other ingredients, I learned it from the back kitchen of the 'Insect Restaurant' in Paris." ”

Pointing to a plate of six pies: "This is beetle pie, and I learned it in the insect restaurant." ”

"This one, like a spiral potato strip, is actually fried in the pupal oil of some kind of insect, and I heard from the people who sold it to me that it still didn't hatch."

"You can tell at a glance that it's fried crickets."

"And this one, it's a liquid squeezed out of bee larvae and scrambled like scrambled eggs."

"And this soup, which is made with maggots (fly larvae), seems to be something used to entertain VIPs in Cambodia."

The Japanese suddenly held his forehead with his hand, covered his stomach with one hand, and even burst out of his mouth a Korean scolding: "Ah, Xi, please don't say any more, the contemptible stomach has begun to surge." ”

The remaining four people, except for Zhang Miao and Tu Lun, at the moment when Wu Ba finished speaking, either lost their faces, or they rushed straight out of the door and pushed away the onlookers, vomiting thousands of miles!

It wasn't until another hour later that the six people walked out of the XX restaurant satisfied, without any previous disgust, and went to the paper left by Scarface, the last place.

A junior high school!

Training room, highest point of the complex.

Xing Lei looked at the six people who were coming out of the XX restaurant, the expression on his face was calm, and even the terrible scar on his face seemed to have restrained his anger at this moment and he was not afraid.

After looking at it for a while, Xing Lei lowered his head and looked at a handheld computer in his hand, at this time, on the screen, an image of a person appeared, and next to the image, there was also a long text.