Chapter 3: Panis's Persistence

The boy's running speed was obviously a few points slower than that of the White Wolf King, and the distance between one man and one wolf was gradually shrinking.

Twenty meters!

Fifteen meters!

Ten meters!

Now is the time!

The boy who was running suddenly stopped his galloping figure, turned around quickly, and suddenly accelerated towards the white wolf king who was rushing towards him.

Stop, turn, accelerate, inexplicably smooth and swift, without a bit of stiffness.

The boy's speed as he rushed towards the White Wolf King was several times that of his previous run!

A hint of surprise flashed in the white wolf king's dark green eyes, and the boy's oncoming figure came into his eyes in an instant. It wasn't until the boy's thin body crashed into its arms that it felt a faint sense of unease.

The White Wolf King lowered his wolf's head, only to find that his sharp wolf teeth could not bite the boy who was clutching the sparse wolf hair and clinging to his chest like a leech.

It also has sharp wolf claws!

When the white wolf king's sharp and barbed wolf claws plunged into the boy's thin body, the boy's slender and slender right hand had already been deeply inserted into its chest.

There was no screaming or roaring, and hoarse shouts were always the label of the weak.

A man and a wolf are facing each other face to face and silently attacking each other. A dull, claw-on-flesh "pop" echoed in the huge Colosseum for a long time.

The crowd in the stands was silent, just like that, watching a huge mutant wolf king, and a skinny human boy, like street gangsters in the old days, you stab me, I stab you, face to face.

Blood stained the sand beneath the feet of the White Wolf King, who had chopped the boy's lower abdomen to shreds. And its own chest has long been inserted by the other party.

The White Wolf King slowly lowered his huge wolf head, and his dark green eyes looked at the boy who was still firmly grasping the hair on his chest with one hand.

It finally figured out what was wrong.

The boy's delicate face remained calm, and in his right hand, which was stained with dark red wolf blood, he held a sharp fang more than half a foot long and shining with a cold sheen.

"!"

The White Wolf King raised his wolf claws, looked at the beast claws that were obviously much shorter than the fangs in the opponent's hands, and finally let out the only exclamation since its mutation.

As the White Wolf King's blood-stained body fell limply, the boy leaped nimbly away from its chest and retreated into the gloom at the edge of the Colosseum, once again covering himself with a blanket.

"Him! I want it! ”

A crisp, slightly trembling voice came from the box in the stands dedicated to Angus. The female voice full of the unique bleak atmosphere of the wilderness actually suppressed the crazy roar of the crowd in the stands, and there was a domineering that could not be refused.

Angus smiled and looked at Panis beside him. It wasn't surprising that he reacted so much to Panis, and it was one of the purposes for which he had deliberately arranged this disparity of strength tonight.

The mercenary squad is dominated by mid-tier abilities that have unlocked three to five pairs of genetic sequences, and most of them are firearms-specific abilities. For a mercenary squad with an extremely high mortality rate, a boy with incredible speed and precise battlefield control is definitely worth summoning.

What's more, the boy is not yet ten years old, and he still has unlimited room for development.

"Captain Panis, I understand and am glad that you have such a desperate love for talent. But this little cub is my cash cow, and I sold him to you, but I will lose a lot of money! ”

Angus's greasy old face was filled with a big smile, like a greedy brown bear staring at a honeycomb and drooling.

Panis regretted a little as soon as she spoke, she wanted to take the boy away, but if she brought it up so directly, it might cost several times more.

But she can't be blamed, Panis's mercenary team is very badly attrition due to casualties, and if she doesn't add some fresh blood, the mercenary team she has worked so hard to build will sooner or later be swallowed up by the cruel wilderness.

She came to H913 this time, on the one hand, to exchange some drinking water, and more importantly, she wanted to try her luck to see if there were suitable mercenaries among Angus's Beastfighters.

Abilities, especially those whose gene sequences activate more than two pairs of mid-level abilities, are extremely expensive!

When it comes to business, Panis admits that she is not Angus's opponent, but this female mercenary captain who has been licking blood in the wilderness for a long time also has her own solution to the problem.

"Angus, I must take this child! What does it cost me? ”

Panis stood up and walked over to the H913 Gathering Speaker, who had sat back on the half-old chair, her hands propped on the armrests on either side of the chair, and leaned down slightly, her beautiful gray eyes staring at Angus.

The intoxicating body fragrance wafted into Angus's nostrils that showed a few long black nose hairs. He stared at the ravine, his breathing becoming rapid.

"I can accept the plan you mentioned earlier to exchange the genetic samples of mutated organisms for drinking water. As for this little cub......"

His hoarse voice slowed down, and a large, fluffy hand reached behind Panis.

Before he could finally touch the stiff softness, a cold titanium dagger was already resting on his stubby neck.

"Your Excellency, until you make your conditions clear, put your hand where it should be."

Panis's wheat-colored face wore a charming smile, and the sharp dagger in her hand was still tightly pressed against Angus's wriggling throat.

"Captain Panis, you know! Accustomed to riding these docile little mares in the colony, it is also very exciting to experience the wild little mare in the wilderness once in a while. Of course, you want to take him, but that's not enough! Your team of mercenaries will have to work hard to help me clean up the lowly mobs that are gathering more and more within a hundred miles of the area. ”

Angus wasn't worried that the charming and ruthless mercenary captain would kill him, and he was safe until he handed over the drinking water to the other party.

He had a hundred ways to get this wild woman out of bed and never remember who she was the next day.

"Deal! Your Excellency Angus, before satisfying your little expectation, should I inspect my goods a priori? As you can see, the kid was not lightly injured, and I didn't want to get out of bed exhausted and leave with a corpse in frustration. ”

When Panis sees the boy again, he's using his narrow bread sticks to trap mutant ants. When Panis approached the cellar a few dozen meters away, the boy had already noticed her arrival.

He didn't hide the fact that he was trapping and devouring mutant ants, just like the other party didn't hide his footsteps.

Panis didn't really lift the boy's body-wrapped blanket to check on the injury in his abdomen, and the guy who could still catch a snack for himself shouldn't be too badly injured.

"My name is Panis, and I'm the leader of the Night Mercenary Squad. Follow me into the wilderness, where your real battlefield is! ”

The boy who had curled up in the corner of the cellar listened quietly to Panis, never speaking. But Panis knew he was listening, and he was quite impressed.

"Join the Night Mercenary Squad, and I'll give you food, water, medicine, weapons, and women! Of course, you may not need a woman for the time being. ”

Panis squatted in front of the boy and smelled a faint fragrance, which was somewhat similar to her own body fragrance.

"This is a beastfighter who lives in a cellar and bathes every day with spices, and is not yet ten years old."

Panis thought the world was a little crazy.

"Tents! Individual! Pure water! ”

The boy was silent for a long time, and finally spoke with difficulty. His voice was inexplicably magnetic, but it was also a little stiff, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.

Her tiny body grew fast, and it was getting harder and harder to tie her behind her back to fight without being noticed. If noted, God knows what will happen to a pure-blooded baby girl who has not been exposed to a trace of radiation? A dried corpse dripping with blood, or a thin specimen of a human body?

Leave her alone in the cellar? If she didn't come back one day and finally fell on the Colosseum, what kind of miserable fate would await her?

So, when Panis offered to take him away, he was moved.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of the other party, and also to delay the time when she is noticed, the boy finally puts forward his own conditions.

"Separate tents and pure water? It seems that you are a little guy who likes to be clean and is relatively shy! ”

After hearing the boy's conditions, Panis was stunned for a long time before finally understanding what the other party meant, and couldn't help but laugh and tremble.

"You have to try to talk more in the future, children who don't talk for a long time will lose the ability to speak!"

Panis was in a good mood and made a few jokes.

What she didn't know was that her joke had made the boy worry deeper than facing the mutant wolf king.

The Night Mercenary Squad attacked the H913 colony before dawn. Angus, the speaker of the Gathering, had his gourd-like head kicked to pieces, and his body hung on the high flagpole in the center of the Gathering.

This flagpole is one of the important props that Angus uses to raise the flag every day, and he has always stubbornly believed that life should have a sense of ritual.

Between drinking water and chastity, the beautiful mercenary captain chose the latter. Although in this damned new age, the unfamiliar word "chastity" has long since become worthless.

Beautiful Captain Panis has her own stubborn persistence.

After Panis slashed the throats of a dozen heavily armed guards at the Gathering with a single dagger, a look of fear finally appeared on the faces of the Settlement's natives.

Standing in the endless wilderness again, slowly inhaling the long-lost fishy sweet air above the wilderness, the boy glanced at the H913 base that was already in chaos in the distance, and then lowered his head and got into the off-road vehicle of the Night Mercenary Squad.

If the M1216 shotgun on Angus' shoulder and his guards were the only order of H913, then this order has now been kicked to pieces by Captain Panis.

What awaits the inhabitants of the H913 gathering place will be a brief period of chaos.

Looting, raping, and killing will continue for a whole day until a new discursor comes forward, until the mob of the wilderness carrying germs and pestilences will completely ransack the gathering place like mutant wolves that smell blood, until a new order is re-established.

If the cruel wilderness is an endless abyss, the boy does not regret that Panis brought himself into this abyss, from which he came in the first place.