The gathering place of displaced people, a unique product of the new era, is synonymous with ruins, dirty, disorder, and killing. The gathering place is like the dense disgusting ringworm of the rotting wolf in the wilderness, stubbornly clinging to the skin of the endless wilderness.

The ruins, the hungry and skinny, and the men's groans of anguish and men's frenzied screams from time to time in the houses that had not yet collapsed made up the whole picture of the gathering place.

Compared to the wilderness of radiant and mutated creatures, the agglomeration is a paradise.

The only pass to the agglomeration is force, or gold. H913 is no exception!

The H913 Gathering Place, located in a small abandoned town, is surrounded by ruins that form a natural barrier against the mob or mutated creatures of the wilderness. After a few barbed wire fences were haphazardly pulled up on the only street leading to the wilderness, it became Angus' private domain.

Angus is the owner of the Colosseum of the H913 Gathering Place, and he is also the discursor of the H913 Gathering Place, and in the old days such people were called bosses.

At this moment, Angus was lying on his back on the half-worn chair in his exclusive box in the Colosseum, with a pair of dead fish eyes open, and his gaze was unscrupulously invading the brown-red wavy woman sitting on the sofa opposite.

"What do you think of my proposal, Lord Angus?"

The woman was less than twenty years old, tall and tall, with flowing brownish-red curls, and a tight black leather coat over her wheat-colored skin. The leather coat is like another layer of her skin, perfectly outlining her towering breasts, explosive thin waist, straight hips, and slender legs.

"I'm in favor of Captain Panis's proposal! Mutant genetic samples are hard currency these days, and I'd personally like to be a long-term business partner with your mercenary squad, but ......"

Angus swept his gaze to the titanium dagger stuck on the outside of the woman's leather boots, and considering the trouble that might result from angering the group of wilderness mercenaries, he suppressed the idea of riding the other party under the crotch on the spot.

"1 liter of drinking water for a third-order genetic sample, 5 liters for a fourth-order genetive, and a ...... for a fifth-order genetic"

Panis wanted to screw off the ugly melon-like head of the squinting guy in front of her and kick it to pieces, but the other party had a lot of drinking water in his hands, and killing him was as easy as pinching a cockroach to death, but it was a little difficult to find the hiding place of drinking water.

"Captain Panis, let's not rush to talk about this yet. Business, talk slowly! I've got a wonderful show for you today! ”

Angus stood up from the couch and bowed slightly towards Panis in what he thought was graceful, but his high bulging belly made his movements seem inexplicably funny.

A small smile appeared on the corner of Panis's mouth, and she looked at the large Colosseum outside the house with Angus's gaze.

H913 Colosseum is a converted colosseum from the ruins of a theater in the town, with a circular depression of gravel the size of a football field in the center, where the Colosseum where the Beastfighters fight mutated creatures.

The Colosseum is surrounded by nearly 20 meters high concrete walls, topped by barbed wire, behind which stands for night revelers.

Of course, the few independent boxes in the front row are for the big guys, and those inferior homeless people who only spend a few copper coins are only worthy of standing on the periphery of the box dozens of meters away.

With the loud roars and invectives of the crowd on the high platform, the iron door leading to the cellar of the Colosseum slowly opened, and a thin figure wrapped himself in a dark black blanket walked out of the iron door with his head bowed.

As the iron door closed behind him, the figure stood lonely on the dark red sand that had been soaked in blood and smelled of blood, as small as an insignificant cockroach in the wilderness.

Men, women, and children in the stands began to roar wildly, and even the faces of children showed hysterical madness. People who are shrouded in fear and death want others to taste this terrible fear and death as well.

Instead of putting the silver coins you earned with your life in your pocket, you should indulge and vent to your heart's content! After all, no one knows when they're going to die. Without the ability to make others fearful, the more silver coins you have in your pocket, the greater the chance of dying.

The high-powered searchlight suddenly lit up and shone on the boy who seemed to be isolated from the world.

On the other side of the Colosseum, several bare-chested servants, who were sturdy and clearly strengthened by primary strength, laboriously pulled up the thick chains they clutched, and the iron fence leading to the beast pen was finally pulled up little by little.

A low roar was heard, and a wild mutant wolf as huge as a calf slowly stepped on the sand of the Colosseum.

The dark green bloodthirsty wolf eyes, the sticky saliva dripping in strands, the sharp white teeth, and the deep sunken wolf belly.

A hungry mutant wolf in the wilderness, the king of slaughter in the dark night of the wilderness!

The mutant wolf's whole body was covered in thick gray-black hair, and its slightly narrowed wolf eyes shone with a cruel and bloodthirsty sheen. With its tail lowered, it paced back and forth over the gravel, gasping for breath in irritability, and slowly approached the boy who was still standing silently not far away.

The boy only glanced at the black wolf, then turned his head to look at the other mutant wolf who had been standing still since he appeared, and his dark eyes couldn't help but narrow slightly.

This wolf is standing!

Its body is covered with sparse white hair, and its nearly two-meter-tall body is covered with large and small scars. The eyeball in its left eye was missing, leaving only a black hole, and a horrible scar slashed from the top of its left eye to its right jaw.

This is the one-eyed white wolf king standing like a human!

The black mutant wolf got closer and closer to the boy, and it kept running around the boy, getting faster and faster, and finally turned into a faint afterimage.

Mutation changes not only the body, but also the ability. Such as speed and power!

The boy's thin body began to tremble slightly, but he still did not take off the blanket from his body.

"Whew!"

With a short and rapid wolf howl, the black wolf that was running quickly around the boy suddenly appeared behind the boy, and its mouth full of carrion was already open, revealing a mouth full of sharp white wolf teeth, and bit down fiercely at the boy's neck.

The dazzling searchlight overhead shone on the black wolf's swooping body, casting a huge black shadow on the sand, completely enveloping the boy, who was less than half the height of the black wolf.

The boy's body had stopped trembling the moment the black wolf left the ground, and his body, which was no longer sluggish due to regular trembling, suddenly leaned back slightly, and the white sharp wolf teeth had grazed his still immature cheeks and flew past.

As he leaned back, the tip of the boy's right foot, sunk in the dark red sand, suddenly lifted and kicked into the jaw of the black wolf that had swooped over his head.

The black wolf in the air watched the boy's unusually sharp toes stick into the soft spot of his jaw.

The boy kicked the black wolf with a sharp kick, and his own body was slammed into the huge body of the black wolf, and he fell to the gravel ground behind him.

At the moment of falling to the ground, his toes, which had completely kicked the black wolf's mandible, suddenly exerted force again, and his body, which was already pressed under the belly of the black wolf, shot out in the opposite direction.

At the moment of passing between the hind limbs of the black wolf, his right hand, which had always been hidden in the blanket, suddenly stretched out and grabbed the two huge balls of flesh at the intersection of the hind limbs of the black wolf.

It's a male wolf!

At the same time, the boy's other hand was already stretched behind him, firmly pressed against the sand.

Lying on his back, he slid backwards for nearly ten meters, and because of the support of his left hand, his back never touched the sand that faintly felt like a needle*.

The black wolf fell headlong on the gravel, its entire wolf head had been kicked through by the boy, the two meat eggs were torn off alive, and the huge wolf body struggled a few times, and then there was no more movement.

Streams of dark red viscous blood slowly spilled from the intersection of the black wolf's head and hind limbs, staining the sand beneath it.

The boy slowly got up, looked at the meat ball in his hand and hesitated for a moment, and finally waved his hand and threw it into the sand beside him.

If it was in the wilderness, these two balls of meat would have lasted him for a month. But in this Colosseum in full view, he finally gave up the idea of carrying the meat ball into his arms.

He didn't even think about feeding it to her behind him.

The boy put his hands back under the blanket again, and looked up calmly at the white wolf king, who had not participated in the battle, but had been staring coldly at the battlefield.

The crowds in the stands have gone crazy. They shouted and cursed hoarsely, and even faintly mixed with the muffled moans of women.

The white wolf was lying in a pool of blood, and his body had gradually stiffened his body at a glance, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

Expressions of disdain and mockery are no longer the exclusive domain of human beings in this wilderness that seems to have been abandoned by the gods.

The White Wolf King finally took a step forward and walked towards the boy. As it approached, the boy began to slowly retreat, and finally sprang up like the stupid black wolf he had used to be.

Fighting with this wolf king, who is obviously stronger than himself in terms of strength and speed, the boy has no other way to win, the only thing that can fight against the other party is the ability of the body to withstand destruction!

That's what the old times said, the ability to take a knife!

He ran around the Colosseum as fast as he could, not looking for what he thought was a good chance to sneak up like the poor black wolf before. He was just waiting for an opportunity to go toe-to-toe with the wolf king, who had apparently unlocked two pairs of genetic sequences. The wolf king, who has strengthened his speed and strength, has no extra genetic sequences to strengthen his ability to resist hits!

As for the third pair of gene sequences, the wolf king who unlocked the third pair of gene sequences could not be captured by this H913 gathering place!

This was the way he decided to fight at the first sight of the standing wolf king, and it was the only way to fight for him and her behind him in this fight!

The boy's speed was not inferior to the previous black wolf, but the disdain in the white wolf king's eyes had not faded.

The White Wolf King is not his stupid kind, as soon as the weaker human gets close to it, it has absolute certainty that it will tear the other party into delicious pieces of flesh and blood.

As the boy kept running, the crowd in the stands began to let out a flurry of boos, followed by roars and curses that nearly collapsed the Colosseum.

The boy did not seem to hear the angry shouting that filled the Colosseum, and still ran tirelessly, his speed never quickening or slowing down.

Having wandered in the wilderness for a long time, he knows very well what it means to not have enough patience in this day and age!

In addition to disdain, the white wolf king's dark green eyes finally began to show a little irritability. In terms of speed, it was no weaker than this human boy who was only eight or nine years old.

The moment the boy rushed behind the White Wolf King again, the White Wolf King's body suddenly moved, and chased after the boy in front of him with a terrifying speed that was extremely incompatible with his size.