Early the next morning.

Torture Blade still got up early, running, swinging the knife.

Ha! Ha! Ha! ・・・・

There was a loud drill sound from the Seven Kills Division next door.

Ahhh

In the midst of the drill, Torture Blade also heard a looming scream.

The scream was so miserable that it was easy for people to feel compassion when they heard it.

But the noise had no effect on the blade. When I came back from running, I picked up the steel knife and started to practice swinging the knife.

Torture Blade now uses a normal steel knife, as all of his previous hunting weapons have been scrapped.

After being scrapped, the torture blade was not in a hurry.

There are three reasons for this.

The first is that Tortureblade already has its own special weapon, the Hunting Fury Halberd, so it makes up for the insecurity caused by the loss of the weapon.

The second is that after hearing Deng Heng say that after the newcomers enter the Seven Killings Division, they must first use the spirit book uniformly distributed by the Seven Killings Division to coordinate operations.

The last one is a new spirit book for Torture Blade, which is in the works.

The raw materials were handed over to the R&D personnel before he was discharged from the hospital.

After breakfast, Torture Blade casually went out in a sportswear.

The gate of the Seven Killings Division has not changed much because of the arrival of the newcomers.

As soon as he reached the gate, Torture Blade was stopped by two men from the Seven Killing Division.

"What for?" The strong man on the left asked in a low voice.

"Onboarding." Torture Blade said two words.

The person on the right listened, took out what appeared to be a video camera, and shot at the blade, then moved out of the way and said, "Enter the hall, turn left and turn the second door." ”

Tortureblade nodded, and walked past the two in silence.

"This year's newcomers are really dragging. Looks like there's time to femdom. The strong man looked at the back of the torture blade and said darkly.

The people around him shook their heads and said, "Forget it this year, don't forget." There are also the eldest lady and the eldest young master. ”

The strong man immediately wilted when he heard this. The man continued: "This year be a little more low-key. I heard that the department really attaches great importance to this group of newcomers, and even transferred the vice captain back to bring the newcomers. ”

"Vice-Captain Khakass!?" The strong man was surprised when he heard this.

The man nodded, and was about to speak, when he saw a young man come over, pick up the camera in his hand and ask, "What are you doing?" ”

・・・・・・

Walking into the compound of the Seven Killings Division, Torture Blade looked around, and there were only patrols in the wide square at this time.

Eyeboy carefully calculated the area of the compound and the surrounding facilities, and finally fell on the dozen or so "7" shaped machines on the wall, and muttered, "There were too many people last time, so I didn't look carefully." There are actually light particle strike weapons on the walls of this compound. ”

The light particle strike weapon is a terrifying weapon with cutting power and penetration ability that is thousands of times stronger than that of a laser. The particles of light emitted by this weapon can pierce the skull of a scourge dragon in less than a second.

But the counterpart to the great power is the terrifying energy consumption.

Pushing open the door and entering the lobby, the first thing you see is a trapezoidal front desk. On both sides, there were a lot of members of the Seven Kills Division, either talking or asking.

Following the guidance of the two guards just now, Torture Blade quietly turned left and walked into a straight corridor.

The decoration of the corridor is simple and old. On the left is a traditional two-open window with shady trees and green grass outside.

On the right is the wall of the room. The whole body is white, like a snowfield.

On the wall, there are dark red solid wood doors with a height of two meters and a width of one meter and a half meters every three meters. In the center of the wooden door is a realistic skull carved out.

On the skull, there is a solid black bead in its mouth. Each bead bears intricate writing that Torture Blade doesn't recognize at all.

Walking to the second door, Torture Blade casually pushed open the door and walked in.

Inside the door is a classroom-like room. On the rows of seats, there are two groups of people at this time.

A larger group of people sat in the front three rows. Smaller people sit in the last two rows.

Torture Blade's eyes swept and he just saw Yuexia and Yuelan sitting in the first row. Around the two of them, there were several dedicated young people.

There is no interest in these people. Tortureblade quietly found a corner to sit down.

"Hey, this is where the seniors sit, go back to the front." As soon as Torture Blade sat down, the young man beside him shouted coldly.

Torture Blade turned his head to look at him, this man was average-looking, about twenty-five or sixteen years old. A pair of turquoise eyes revealed fierceness.

His eyes swept past the young man, and then he got up and sat down on the far right side of the third row against the wall.

In the past few days, the torture blade has been in a relaxed state, and his whole demeanor does not seem to have any energy.

Looking at his current appearance, he is somewhat similar to Li Guiniu's expression.

Lin Yun, who was sitting in the back row, looked at the torture blade expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two siblings didn't seem to have discovered the blade. Under the moon, the jade hand rested on her cheek and looked out the window. Yue Lan kept laughing heartily, talking about the game with the people around her.

People came one after another.

Seventy-six newcomers soon expired. And those old birds of the Seven Kills Division are also the last one.

The torture blade leaned against the wall, his drooping eyelids swept around from time to time, instinctively confirming that there was something threatening him.

The time slowly came to nine o'clock.

Boom!

The door was forcefully opened. The last Seven Kills Old Bird has arrived.

Tortureblade looked up and saw one of his acquaintances.

"Oh my God! Khakassian brought the newcomer, but he didn't expect the rumors to be true. Everyone in the classroom said excitedly.

The man who came in was Khakass, who had several relationships with Torture Blade.

Hamkassas was followed by three members of the Seven Kills Division who were carrying three large boxes.

The box was lowered, and the three team members left quietly. Khakassia walked up to the podium, looked around at the crowd with a pair of eyes of God, and then said, "First of all, as is customary, let me tell you what you are going to do next. ”

When everyone heard this, they immediately sat upright, pricked up their ears, and stared at Khakassia's resolute face, for fear of missing a word.

"The number of people will be counted immediately, and after the number of people is counted, the uniforms of the Seven Killing Division will be distributed." As he spoke, Khakass's hand patted on the box.

When everyone saw it, their faces were immediately hot. The bloody style uniform is what many young people dream of.

Khakassia looked at these beautiful young women with hot faces, and continued, "After changing clothes, gather in the playground. As is customary, today is the time for the instructor evaluation. ”

Swish!

Hearing the words "instructor evaluation", everyone, including Yuexia Yuelan's face suddenly turned pale.

Torture Blade's drooping eyelids gradually raised, and he looked at Khakassia and suddenly asked, "What does the instructor evaluation mean?" They looked scared. ”

"This person is really looking for death, and he dares to interrupt the deputy captain's speech." The young man who had just reprimanded the torture blade whispered.

"Yes! Oh, yes! There's a good show to watch. The young man next to him laughed.

Khakassia slowly turned his head to stare at the torture blade, his resolute face gradually darkening.

Tortureblade looked at him fearlessly, unable to see anything in his dark eyes.

A few seconds later. Khakassian suddenly said, "Instructor evaluation: The chief instructor of our Seven Killings Division evaluates your qualities. Only those who have passed are eligible to stay in the Seven Killings Division. ”

Tortureblade nodded, but didn't speak.

Those people looked coldly at Khakass, who had not had a seizure, with a bewildered expression.

Khakassia turned to the crowd and said, "As a senior, I would like to give you a few pieces of advice. First: When the abdomen is attacked, try to open your mouth and scream; Second: Whatever happens, don't anger the instructor. Third: If you want to leave the Seven Kills Division alive, it's best to be as cowardly as possible. ”

Hearing these three pieces of advice, the faces of the people turned even paler, instead of relaxing.

"Rest assured, instructors rarely kill. You can rest assured of that. Khakassas said, patting the box open with one hand.

He took out a box made of blood-red wood and said, "The clothes are for your body." The person who reads the name comes up to receive the uniform, and at the same time counts the name. ”

In the silence and dead silence, these people all walked up to the podium with heavy faces, absentmindedly took the uniforms they had dreamed of a minute ago, and silently returned to their original positions.

It's the Blade Collar's turn to be subdued. Tortureblade quietly walked up to Khakass, grabbed the uniform, and was about to take it, but was pinched by Khakass.

Tortureblade didn't speak, and looked at him quietly.

Khakassas whispered, "If you don't want to die, do what I just said." ”

Tortureblade remained silent, reaching out and pulling the box hard, turning away, as if he hadn't heard Khakass's prompt.

After receiving their uniforms, everyone walked out of the classroom and went to the changing room next to them to change clothes.

In the men's locker room.

Tortureblade took off his tracksuit and put on the scarlet uniform of the Seven Killers.

The quality of the clothes is good and it is very comfortable to wear on the body.

"What to do! What should I do!? That's the devil, I'm scared. A young man squatted in the corner with his head in his hands, trembling all over.

Beside him, there were three young men who were about the same as him, pale and squatting on the ground with trembling bodies.

"A bunch of trash." Luo Hu scolded in a low voice, put on his clothes and walked out of the locker room directly.

Tortureblade unzipped his clothes and walked out of the classroom second.

"Is it that terrifying?" Outside the door, the torture blade followed Luo Hu's footsteps and asked in a loud voice.

Luo Hu groaned and whispered, "It's terrifying." ”

Tortureblade looked at his expression and said calmly, "You're afraid. ”

Luo Hu heard that his fists were slowly clenched, and his eyes were fixed on the torture blade.

After more than ten seconds, he nodded with difficulty, looked at the playground in the distance and said, "I am not afraid of death, I am not afraid of disasters." But she, I do fear. ”

"You're not strong, but those dogs are much stronger. I'm curious about what scares you so much. There was a hint of interest in Tortureblade's expression.

Luo Hu stared at the torture blade and whispered, "I advise you to put away your curiosity." Curiosity kills cats, and that's what you're talking about. ”

Tortureblade retorted nonchalantly, "I'm not a cat. A cat is only a relatively successful hunter, not a perfect hunter standing at the top of everything. I am stronger, more agile, sharper, sharper and braver than a cat. ”

Luo Hu gritted his teeth, stared at the torture blade and spit out six words: "You are really a madman." ”