Tortureblade turned to Fanny and said, "This thing is dangerous. ”

Frannie laughed and said, "Tortureblade, you're too sensitive. This thing is just a pet. These baby dragons are genetically modified and will never grow up. ”

The young man on the side looked at the torture blade confidently and said lightly, "You can go, and the next thing I will talk about with your master must not be heard by the next people." ”

Franny didn't feel anything wrong, and while touching the little dragon's head, she said, "Well, you go get busy first." ”

Torture Blade quietly turned to leave.

Looking at the back of the torture blade leaving, the young man smiled contemptuously, then turned to Pharanee and said, "Oh! Honorable and beautiful Miss Frannie, this one is just a low-class commodity for display. I can't match your noble status at all, please give me two days, and I will ship you your exclusive dragon pet from the company's headquarters. ”

Frankie looked satisfied and said, "Okay, let me see." ”

Torture Blade, who walked out of the villa, looked at the clear sky and muttered to himself, "What a trouble." ”

"Torture Blade, back to the Seven Kills. The training of the newcomers began. At this moment, the voice of the moon came from the liaison.

After hearing this, Torture Blade turned and walked towards the Seven Kills Division.

The sixtieth floor of the Seven Killings Division office building.

In the spacious office, Lin Yun stood there quietly, completely relaying the words he said on the road to Li Guiniu.

Li Guiniu touched his chin and said, "Didn't he say what the reason was?" ”

Lin Yun shook his head and said, "No, he only said that these things are dangerous." The reason was not stated. ”

Li Guiniu fell into deep thought and did not speak.

A few minutes later, Li Guiniu said, "This matter can't be rushed. Once they are detected, it is difficult to find out the true purpose. ”

Lin Yun heard this and said tentatively, "Maybe this kind of thing is really harmless." In the previous era, even ferocious lions, tigers, and pythons could be tamed. ”

"I hope so."

Back at the training base of the Seven Killings, Tortureblade followed the path that Tsukishita had pointed out to him to the training place.

Passing through the two buildings, Tortureblade followed the tree-shaded path into the interior of the Seven Killings Division's training base.

It's a big space, and there are a lot of low houses in it.

The houses are only two storeys. Red roofs, white walls. The arrangement is well organized.

"Number 341." Tortureblade looked down at the liaison and followed the signs.

As he walked, Tortureblade suddenly felt a deep malice spread somewhere.

Scanning his eyes around, he saw Sparky walking towards him with a gloomy face.

Seeing Spark's gloomy appearance, Tortureblade didn't know why his heart was so relaxed.

"Cheap seed, you're not dead yet!" As soon as he saw him, Sparker cursed.

Torture Blade didn't care about these verbal curses, and said lightly, "I heard that your brother died a miserable death?" It's a shame that it wasn't you who died. ”

Quack・Quack・

Sparky gradually clenched his fists, and his face was extremely gloomy, and he threatened, "You will bury my brother soon." All my brother's enemies deserve to die. ”

Torture Blade didn't care, blinked calmly, and turned his head to look at the Seven Killers who were watching him and Sparky in the distance.

"He's crazy, be careful." After a few seconds of silence, Tortureblade suddenly spoke.

With that, strode away and moved on.

Spark's vicious eyes stared at the torture blade, "Offended our Baruka family, even if Tsukixia and Frannie protect you, I will let you die in endless pain." ”

Arriving at the training room with house number 341, Tortureblade opened the door and walked in.

As soon as I entered, I saw everyone under the moon wearing heavy protective clothing and fighting with wooden swords.

On the side, a stout middle-aged man was yelling at them, guiding their movements.

The torture blade came in, and the middle-aged man turned his head to look at the torture blade, and then a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he yelled at the torture blade, "Rookie! Get the hell out of here! ”

Hearing this, Torture Blade walked over in silence and stopped at a distance of one meter from the middle-aged man.

"Why are you late?" The middle-aged man's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he asked condescendingly.

Tortureblade looked up at him and said, "Yes..."

Syllable!

Before the torture blade finished speaking, the middle-aged man's big fan-like hand hit the torture blade in the face.

"Did I let you speak?" The middle-aged man said with a gloomy face.

Torture Blade slowly turned his face, stared at the middle-aged man with a pair of emotionless black eyes, and asked, "Why did you hit me?" ”

"Why? Because I want to hit you! In the face of the torture blade, the middle-aged man was not afraid at all.

The torture blade stared at the middle-aged man, and the blood-red cross flickered in his dark eyes.

"Malicious, strong malicious." The torture blade sensed malice in the middle-aged man.

There is no reason for this malice, there is no warning, as if it came out of nowhere.

Outside the house, Sparky clasped his hands on his chest and looked at what was happening in the room with a smile.

"Although the Seven Killings Division is what the Yue clan said. But among these lower-class people, it is the world of our Baluka family! ”

Tsukishita, who was training, noticed the problem, put down her sword and asked loudly, "What's wrong?" ”

The instructor's eyes widened and he yelled, "Do what you have to do!" Rookie! ”

Yuexia gritted her teeth when she heard this, and did not move.

"Do you want to bring shame on the Yue family? If you want to, you can use your identity as a young lady to bully me. The middle-aged instructor said nonchalantly.

The people around them noticed the movement and looked at the same time.

Yuexia gradually clenched the wooden sword in her hand, and after a few seconds of silence, she retreated to her original position and continued training.

The instructor then turned his head to look at the blade and said, "Breaking the rules will be punished." ”

Tortureblade looked at him quietly, not speaking.

"It just so happens that the cleaner didn't come today, go wash the toilet for me!" As the instructor spoke, he called a random member of the team who was training and said, "Take him to the toilet!" ”

"Yes! Instructor! The team member replied with a sigh of relief.

The instructor turned his head to stare at the torture blade and said, "If I see a little garbage in the toilet today, I will skin you!" ”

Tortureblade didn't speak, and followed the young man to the bathroom.

"Hurry up! Cheap breed! The lead team member said impatiently.

"It's still malicious." Tortureblade thought to himself, his eyes swept around, just as he was about to see Sparky smiling at him with a pleasant face.

"As annoying as flies." Torture Blade thought to himself, and a trace of irritability gradually rose.

Footsteps followed the team member out of the house, and down the road to the door of a gray house.

Standing at the door, you can smell the stench and urine.

The young man pointed to the toilet and said loudly, "Clean this place today, you can have a bad smell at all!" Otherwise, you will feel better. ”

After saying that, he walked away haughtily.

Tortureblade couldn't understand what these people were thinking. Satisfy your helplessness for the weak by torturing bullying and torturing people you don't know? Or are these people distorted in their hearts?

Torture Blade doesn't understand, and I don't want to understand.

Turning around and walking into the toilet, the gray floor was littered with garbage and cigarette butts, as well as paper stained with yellow objects.

Cleaning up the toilet, he is not disgusted. Not even the pungent smell of the place felt anything to him.

Although he is not disgusted, he will not clean the toilet here either. Because he is disgusted by the commands imposed on him by others.

This kind of thing is like an invisible shackle that makes Torture Blade uncomfortable.

Standing silently in the stinking toilet, Torture Blade's calm face gradually turned hideous.

"Hey, you're the rookie who got punished for cleaning the toilet, right?"

The voice of playfulness came from behind him.

Torture Blade's expression gradually returned to calm, and he saw five young men holding tissue paper at this time standing at the door of the toilet.

These five people were about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and it seemed that they were veteran members who had been in the Seven Killing Division for six or seven years.

"Little rookie, you're new here, you probably don't know the rules here." One of the tall, lanky young men stepped out and said with a sneer.

Torture Blade calmly asked, "What rules?" ”

"Every time, the first rookie to be punished for cleaning the toilet will receive an additional punishment to warn other rookies and make this rookie dare not make mistakes again." Another young man walked over with a smile and explained.

"What punishment?"

Another young man walked up to the torture blade and said with a playful face, "I'm going to eat the feces of an old team member." ”

"One after the other, do you hate me so much?" Torture Blade asked calmly.

"Hahaha, not disgust! It's a rule, and it's also a hobby! ”

The three young men who were close to the torture blade suddenly grabbed the torture blade's hands and shoulders, and then the three of them combined together to press the torture blade to the ground in an instant.

When the other young man saw this, he laughed and took off his pants, and then his ass slowly fell to the face of the torture blade.

"Let go of me, one last chance." Torture Blade said calmly.

"One last chance?" Several young men looked at each other at each other, and then laughed.

Watch these people play and listen to their hearty laughter.

"Everybody has a dislike for me, everybody takes pleasure in abusing me." Tortureblade thought to himself, and even greater irritability quickly rose.

In the blink of an eye, irritability turns into uncontrollable anger.

"Hurry up! I'm still there when I'm done! I can't hold it," laughed the young man who pressed the left arm of the torture blade.

The young man who was about to squat down nodded hurriedly, just about to prepare to exert himself...

Huhuhu...

The five people surrounding the torture blade suddenly felt a rapid wind blow through their ears.

Tortureblade slowly got up, looked at the five people who had just been thrown out by him, slapped the garbage stuck to his body, and strolled out of the toilet.

At this time, the five people fell to the ground crookedly, and they struggled for a long time before they barely stood up.

Looking at the torture blade standing at the door of the toilet, the five people who stood up said with hideous faces, "Rookie, you are looking for death!" ”

"Yes! The Seven Kills Division has a certain death quota every year, and we can kill you right now! Several people yelled menacingly.

When the team members who passed by saw it, they slowly stopped, and gradually surrounded the torture blade in the middle.

"It seems that this year's rookie needs education." Several young men with iron rods walked over and sneered.

Spark, who was in the distance, handed the young man beside him a spiritual guide, and said lightly, "I heard that his physical body is very strong." If he fights back, he will directly launch the Spirit Treasure to kill him. ”

"Yes! Master. After the young man finished speaking, he blended into the crowd.