In a beautiful mountain village, a young man is standing at the head of the fence of a farmhouse, laboriously picking the tempting fruit from the fruit trees inside the wall. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info under the wall, one

The big fat country dog was lying lazily on the ground yawning.

The young man plucked a fruit, glanced down and smiled, "Huzi is really good today, don't scream, na, your thank you." With that, he threw the fruit in front of the dog. field

The garden dog lazily propped up his upper body with his front paws, leaned in front of the fruit and sniffed, and then turned back to stare at the young man on the wall motionless, his eyes full of grievances.

A soft sound came from the farmhouse, and the pastoral dog's ears stood up, wagging his tail and trotting towards the door of the farmhouse. The young man saw the pastoral dog move, and quickly stopped

The action of picking fruits, the cloth made of clothes stuffed with fruits in his hands is tightened, and a beautiful "harrier rolls over" jumps off the wall, and runs away after landing steadily.

The door of the farmhouse was rudely opened, and an old man with a white beard chased after him with a broom, "You stinky boy, you are here to steal fruit again", waving a broom and scolding while chasing.

But the young man ran in front with a smile on his face, stuffing the fruit in his hand into his mouth from time to time, and roaring as he ran, "Second uncle, don't chase after you, catch Ming'er and get you a few."

Fresh fish with wine. After roaring, his feet accelerated, and he disappeared in a puff of smoke. The old man looked at the dust that had been stepped on on the dirt road for a long time, stopped and scolded with a smile, "This stinks."

sub". Turned around, dragged the broom with both hands behind his back, and hummed the charm of Peking Opera in his mouth...

All good things are short-lived, and in an instant the sky is full of dark clouds, and thunder and lightning pour down like money, and after a while, the small mountain village will turn into a scorched earth, maybe the heavens think

The destruction was not complete enough, and the scorched land began to crack inch by inch, and even the mountains surrounding the village trembled...

"Don't..." A short shout rang out, and a young man covered in scars suddenly opened his eyes, but he was answered by the inexplicable eyes of seven or eight people.

"What, pulling the wound?" A stocky man stuck his head out.

The young man shook his head slightly, sat up with a blank face, and looked around, still in this low-lying bush, it seemed that he was dreaming.

It's strange that I can have the same dream every time, and every time it's like this, it's all so vague, it's not a bad omen.

"Lack of night, eat some to replenish your strength." The stout man was not far from him, and threw over a bloody piece of meat.

took the piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth indiscriminately, chewed desperately, and swallowed the raw food after a long time.

It's good to have food, but how can you have the leisure time to take care of so much. According to the selection requirements, survive on this island for three days. There were no supplies, no weapons, just their own bare hands and that pile

Partnered with fellow selectors.

After disembarking from the dilapidated large transport ship, they were expelled into the island by the so-called selection officers with vicious and heavily armed security personnel, and some reluctant selection officers were shot before they could protest

It became a sieve, and in front of all the selectors, the security personnel threw the pile of rotten meat into the sea and fed it to the fish. It is only now that everyone regrets the life and death contract that was forced to be signed from the beginning of the selection, which is simply a deed of sale.

The tranquil island has the atmosphere of a tropical jungle, except for the miserable transport ships and the selection officers and security personnel who have been cursed thousands of times by the selectors, it looks like a very natural resort.

At first, everyone thought that even if this was an isolated island, someone could live leisurely for three days, and the participants in the selection were either famous figures in the underworld or mercenaries who could have become ten, more or less in their hands

All have human lives, and the means of survival are stronger than the other.

But after going to the island, I found that if I wanted to spend three days in peace, it was just my wishful thinking, and before I had time to appreciate this beautiful style, wave after wave of unknown monsters began to attack the selectors non-stop.

If the attackers were humans, these selectors might be able to fight back, and what could be seen was the humanoid animals, or the terrifying beings that were half-human, half-beasts, with sharp fangs, sharp claws, or discoloration

Dense bushes, or buried under soft soil. Within three hours of arriving on the island, half of the more than 300 selectors were lost, and there were stumps and broken bodies scattered everywhere, and miserable cries came and went.

These Ueshima selectors have all passed the first three tests, and the more than 300 winners who stood out from thousands of people can be described as the elite of the elite, but half of them were taken away in less than an hour, except for knowing that the other party was smart and cruel

After the monster, basically nothing.

People are often terrified of the unknown, and the trembling selectors are united by the organization of a few experienced mercenaries.

The team that can be formed temporarily is often very weak because of the difference in the minds of individuals. Abandonment, betrayal, and other disgraceful acts appeared again and again, and after two days of precipitation, only less than ten people were alive.

Awakened by a nightmare, Ye Que is trying to regain his strength, his strong muscles are full of scars, which are completely unworthy of his delicate face, from the beginning to the present, there has been no expression on his face at all, and his dead fish-like eyes are full of numbness.

The memory of the night shortage is very short, and it will not be more than 5 years. The first in his memory was a man known as the king who rescued him from the dense woods. He could not remember how he had been wounded, and he had heard the king say that if he hadn't found it in time, he wasn't

To die of a wound is to be fed to a wild animal. How he suffered a blow to the head and the obvious gunshot wound on his body, Wang did not ask very interestingly, but only treated him wholeheartedly with a beautiful woman. Maybe it's not wholehearted, but many times, with the king's approval,

The woman tested him on medicine, and all kinds of colorful, inexplicable liquids were poured into her mouth or injected into her body, and at that time, she wondered if it might be better for her to die early, and she didn't expect that such a beautiful woman's heart was so vicious.

Anyway, Ye Que is alive, and after gloriously completing the mission of the guinea pig for a period of time, Ye Que survives strongly.

Maybe it's to repay the favor, maybe it's the lack of memory and insecurity, the night is very obedient to the king's orders, and because of this, it leads to the second hell of the night shortage.

There was no quiet recuperation, no comfortable leisure, when the night was scarce and he could barely walk on the ground, the king showed before him all the cruelty of the world, the miserable howl, the cruel blood, although he did not directly participate, but the cruelty of reality was so straightforward

Appearing in front of me, the conflict between people, the ****** disputes, the pride of bullying the weak, the heroism of bullying the less, those bloody fragments are imprinted in my mind, and I am often scared to wake up even when I sleep.

Resisting, Ye Que tried very hard to get rid of the nightmare brought to him by the king, but the king's strength was obviously there, and he wanted to struggle, but he was forced by the king again and again to enjoy the whole tragedy.

Time passed day by day, Ye Que had long been accustomed to the freshness of cruelty, he could watch it very casually, and sometimes he could occasionally express his opinions in the company of Wang, and his face was already full of numbness, but every time at the end, Mu Ran's eyes could struggle with the last trace of unbearableness.

Wang is very satisfied with the current night shortage, the contact time is not short, all the equipment used by those combat troops, the night shortage thinks that he is not familiar with it, but he can use it skillfully in his hand, and some can occasionally play a few tricks, Wang can easily see that the night shortage should come

Since the military, and the foundation is obviously with the shadow of H country's national arts.

The king said more than once, "You are a good seedling, and I am very optimistic about you." ”

Listening to the night is frightened, because after this sentence, the time of enjoyment belonging to the king officially begins.

The king seems to have poured out everything he knows without reservation, and the severity is outrageous, there is no food to eat, no sleep, these are only appetizers, and the physical torture can barely survive, but the psychological shadow is grand.

Under the training that is almost close to abuse, the level of night shortage continues to improve, but I don't understand at all what biomagnetic field control Wang Lao is talking about, the development of human biomagnetic energy, and the night lack listens a lot, and he is always confused, so he practices according to Wang's requirements, except

Dizzy and muscle cramps, it seems that he has not just felt any other benefits, to ask, Wang always has a faint smile, patted him on the shoulder, "Hehe, I am very optimistic about you." "Let the night lack of heart tremble...

One day, Wang was very cautious to explain that if he wanted to get back the past, unless he could recover his memory, if he wanted to track it down, it was almost impossible, with multiple gunshot wounds, he appeared on the border of country H, and no one rescued

, either an agent or a proper black household. According to the analysis of the first meeting and long-term contact, the identity of the night shortage was quickly confirmed.

If you want to trace your past, there is only one way, join the punishment force under the Kunos, and use the huge information network of the Kunos Group to investigate yourself, so that you may have a great chance to find out everything you have forgotten.

As he left, the king smiled and did not say goodbye, but said softly, "The chaotic night will not be able to hide your sins, and if you lack compassion, you will magnify your despair endlessly... ”