The pungent smell of blood permeated the surroundings, Scar frowned slightly, with a cowardly expression on his face, followed No. 1 to the most central clearing, and the surrounding teenagers also scattered and surrounded them, some of them still had a playful look on their faces. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Put the gun away, training is not allowed."

No. 1 saw the M60 in Scar's hand, and then reminded: "In this camp, all the resources need to be snatched from other people, there are twenty-three people left here before you came, and the food each time is only the amount of eleven people, so you can only get food by defeating your own training opponents." And your arrival means that it will be more difficult to obtain food again. ”

Marks were shocked, no wonder the hostility in the eyes of these teenagers was so obvious to them.

"Now, I'll give you a few minutes to hide the weapon in your hand, and if we find out, then I'm sorry." After No. 1 finished speaking, he turned his back and gave the trace a back. The others also followed the movements of Number 1, and all of them looked ahead without squinting.

Scar hurried to the back of the tent, and the moment he left the clearing, he turned back sharply, and could clearly see that a guy was peeking at him. Scar sneered in his heart, using the tent to cover his whereabouts, and then the M60 in his hand disappeared into his palm, with such a strange ability, Scar didn't have to worry about being stolen equipment at all.

When he came to the clearing again, Number 1 turned around, then looked at Scar and asked, "Have you ever killed anyone?" ”

He wanted to say no, but in this group of teenagers who were like hungry wolves, if he was too cowardly, he would definitely become the target of everyone's attacks, so he didn't want to be the target of public criticism.

"Kill...... Killed! ”

Number 1 went on to ask, "For food?" ”

Scar nodded vigorously, and the faces of the young men around him began to become gloomy, and a guy who was obviously about to lose weight couldn't help but spit out fiercely, cursing incessantly.

Traces naturally knew this guy, and this emaciated teenager was the one who peeked at the place where he hid his gun.

It seems that he must be one of the twelve unlucky ghosts who can't eat—Traces thought to himself.

"Since you've killed someone, it's much easier, and what you have to learn here is the technique of killing!"

Number 1 said calmly, then he took a step back and scanned the surroundings, some of the teenagers had excited looks on their faces, and some of them were even eager to rush up.

Looking at No. 1 suspiciously, he saw the other party explaining: "Every newcomer who comes here must show his strength." You're no exception, so ......" No. 1 pointed casually, and a sturdy teenager walked up with an excited face.

"Number 59, your opponent!" After saying that, Number 1 withdrew from the clearing, and the other teenagers all retreated a few meters back, and then watched with interest.

"There are no rules, knocking out the opponent is the victory. Begin! ”

As soon as the words fell, No. 59 had already pounced, he had just joined recently, and he remembered the treatment he had on the first day he came here, and he was almost beaten to death. So his gaze was full of the pleasure of revenge.

"What should I do?"

Trace's mind raced, and he began to run around the clearing, trying to distance himself from the other party.

"Don't be timid like a rabbit."

Number 59 shouted and lunged at the same time as he stepped on the tip of his right foot into the ground, then kicked out suddenly, and a cloud of dust kicked up, instantly obscuring the sight of the scar.

"Not good!"

Scar's reaction was not slow, and his whole body suddenly retreated, but it was still a step slower, and No. 59's left leg had already kicked over, and it was firmly kicked on Scar's chest. The sudden force directly blasted the mark away and fell heavily to the ground.

There was a look of shock on his face, because the strength of Number 59 was far beyond the level of a normal person. At this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, his whole body rolled to the side, and No. 59's big foot had already stepped on the position where he had just fallen.

The left foot is the axis, and the right foot is used again, like a football shot at a glance, and the head is suddenly kicked to the head, if this time it is kicked firmly, with the power of 59, the mark believes that he will definitely be seriously injured by him.

Scar couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart, he covered his face with his arms, and his two palms turned outward, just like that, he took the other party's kick, and the pain in his arm couldn't help but make Scar snort.

No. 59 tried to pull back his right leg, but found that his hands had already clasped his ankle. Then I felt a pain in my ankle, and then I fell to the ground. The mark suddenly burst out, rode on the opponent's body violently, and then smashed the opponent's nose bridge with a punch.

No. 59 let out a miserable scream, and the fragile nasal bone broke in response, but the mark did not mean to stop, since the other party wanted to kill him, then why not take this opportunity to deal with him.

When Scar's second punch fell, No. 59 suddenly twisted his body and flipped the opponent directly to the ground with a force far exceeding Scar's.

"Die!"

Number 59 wiped a handful of blood from his nose, the scarlet color irritated his nerves, and he grabbed the scarred neck, his fist already raised.

Scar suddenly raised his knee, and a violent impact hit No. 59's ass, he clasped the opponent's right hand with both hands, preventing him from withdrawing, and then twisted his arm with both arms, and the sudden force made No. 59 have to lean his body, and he can no longer suppress Scar's legs. The mark of freedom lifted his right knee again, directly against the opponent's crotch. This time the top was too hard, and No. 59 let out a scream, and a distorted look appeared on his face in pain.

The right hand that grabbed the mark had already lost its strength, and the mark took advantage of this opportunity to suddenly turn over, pressing the other party face down under him, and then stood up with his right hand in both hands, and directly broke the opponent's arm in the shocked eyes of the young people around him.

As One's gaze froze, he took a step forward, grabbed Scar's shoulder, and threw him out.

"Enough!"

Scar gasped for breath, his face turned red, and he couldn't help but shout, "I'm going to kill him!" ”

He was about to rush up, but a cold muzzle pressed against his forehead: "I said enough!" Number 1 said coldly.

Scar stared at the other party angrily, and finally sat down on the ground, gasping for breath - hoping to get through. Traces thought to themselves.

"You've passed the test, welcome to join us." No. 1 kicked 59, who was lying on the ground and couldn't get up, and kicked him out of the battle circle, "Today, you got your first food. Let's keep up the good work tomorrow. ”

Number 1 glanced at the mark, then waved his hand, and the teenagers around him slowly dispersed and disappeared into the tent.

Sitting on the ground, he had already noticed the three stares staring at him, the ruthlessness he had just erupted was completely for the sake of showing the three of them, and the cowardice afterwards was telling the three of them that his outburst at that time was just because he felt that his life was threatened. He will have to show his worth to be able to gain a foothold here for the time being.

"Not bad!" Leslie nodded, "Better than most people, ruthless enough, I like it." ”

"59 This waste, a waste of my strengthening potion, really TM's bad luck!" Moss spat out a mouthful of phlegm and looked at No. 59 with disdain as he fell to the ground wailing.

"It's worth cultivating." Li Feizhou finally spoke, his tone still calm as a pool of stagnant water.