The tall boy looked proud, and he knew that the time was almost up. "Words * love * first * hair [no pop-up novel network baoliny]

The courage of the hundreds of children in his neighborhood has been exhausted, and it is not difficult to subdue them.

Something like that, before he was caught here, he had done it in the town where he lived.

At that time, none of the children in the town were not afraid of him, even if they were two or three years older than him, they could only call him big brother obediently.

Because he's ruthless enough.

In the face of a ruthless person, you are either more ruthless than him, or you can only shrink back.

In fact, he was afraid that these children would attack him in groups, but the encouraging eyes of the old assassins gave him infinite confidence.

At the same time, it also makes these children even more overwhelmed.

Unaware of the situation, they even mistakenly believe that the tall boy has the support of an old assassin behind him.

The tall boy stepped over the thin boy lying underneath and walked towards the rest of the boys behind him.

His eyes were fierce, slowly sweeping over everyone's eyes.

Almost every child will involuntarily tilt or hang his head when they come into contact with his gaze.

No one dared to look at him.

A group of waste, the tall boy secretly said in his heart, maybe he can become the boss of more than 5,000 people in one fell swoop

That scene made him excited.

In his own town, he had only more than fifty people under his command. And now

The next step is to win people's hearts, otherwise they may really attack themselves.

He cleared his throat and spat out, and then said loudly: "Whoever wants to mess with me, the ten people who stand behind me can be the leaders who don't know each other, hehe"

He didn't finish his sentence, but almost all the children understood what he was going to say.

Those who don't know each other will end up lying motionless on the ground, like dead children.

Few people are willing to survive under someone else's crotch.

Many of the children had a flash of anger in their eyes, as if they were about to move, intending to rally those around them to rebel.

But they are afraid that they will move a little. will become the next target of the tall boy.

Moreover, there are many boys who already have a look of temptation in their eyes.

They came here and are now helpless, and their lives are like duckweed. If you can cling to the hands of the strong, it will be more secure.

There was a hint of displeasure in the eyes of the surrounding assassins.

They are an organization that trains assassins and killers, not gang bosses.

The Assassin was destined to be alone, and even if he had a partner to cooperate with, he would not give up his back.

None of the Assassins were in front of each other. Mighty.

Then it's not an assassination, it's a war.

They had previously supported the boy. Just to train their courage and make them realize the cruel reality, it was never really for him to come here to form a gang.

The Assassins didn't need these children to love each other and support each other, they wanted to kill each other and survive the fittest.

If this boy really succeeded in subduing the more than 5,000 children today, then at most tomorrow, he would be killed silently.

They looked at Yiqiē in front of them coldly, and they were not worried. Because they are in control at all times.

Even if the boy had co-opted the five thousand children, he would not have the slightest qualification to talk to him and the others.

The reason is simple, he himself is too weak.

So weak that the Assassins could kill ten of him with a single sword.

The tall boy didn't know that he had stepped into the ghost gate.

At this time, he was very proud, and he was waiting for the first person to come to him.

As long as there is the first, there will soon be a second, tenth, and hundredth

He got carried away and didn't notice it at all. A look of surprise in the eyes of a few children on the other side.

Then, with a thud, he received a thud to the back of his head.

His eyes were dark, and he instinctively reached out and touched the back of his head, and he felt the damp heat

Then he simply fainted.

He didn't see who was sneaking up on him, and in the moment before he fell unconscious, he was still secretly ruthless. When he wakes up, he must peel off the skin of the person who attacked him.

He didn't see it, but everyone present did.

It was a man they couldn't have imagined in any way: the thin boy who had been trampled under the feet of the tall boy before, like a puddle of mud.

For everyone present, the scene in front of them was really beyond their expectations.

Including those old assassins. I didn't think he would be able to stand up and dare to attack the fierce and powerful tall boy.

Everyone thought that he was just an innocent victim and that his fate would be tragic.

He was injured, and even if the tall boy didn't attack him next, others would bully him in the future.

Some people can't bear to shoot at the weak, and some people sympathize with the weak.

But there is another kind of people in this world, they like to bully the weak, because they only dare to bully the weak.

This kind of person is funny, they bully the weak when they are young, as if they are self-serving. But when they meet the strong, they will be more flattering, more intimidating, and more aware of current affairs than others.

What taught them to do so is precisely the weakness who dare not fight back when they are bullied.

The weak did not dare to resist for fear of heavier reprisals.

This thin boy is weak at first glance, and now he unexpectedly knocks the tall boy unconscious, but when the tall boy wakes up next time, he will be completely finished.

It's hard to say whether he can save his life.

Until now, these children didn't know that no matter how hard they tried, more than half of their more than 5,000 people would eventually die.

If they knew what was going to happen, I wonder if they would have cowered and stood aside like that.

Maybe it will.

Because after all, if someone survives, they will consider themselves one of them.

Then they saw what would later become their nightmares.

The emaciated boy picked up the rock, knocked the tall boy unconscious from behind, and shook himself, as if he had been wounded too badly.

In fact, the tall boy hadn't done much earlier than punched him twice and stomped him a few times.

This thin boy is so weak that it is as if he has not eaten for several days, and a gust of wind can blow it down. Everyone shook their heads secretly in their hearts. It seems that he can imagine his tragic days in the future.

But this was the one they thought to be the weakest, and instead of putting down the stone in his hand, he sat on the back of the tall boy who was unconscious, raised the stone in his hand, and smashed it into the back of his head again

Bloodshot burst out

Bang skull deformed

Brain-pounding spillage

Bang bang bang

It was like he was driving a pile, once, once. Again

The tall boy was already dead under the continuous blow.

His blood and brains splattered onto the thin boy's sandy face. It looks unusually ugly and dirty.

No one at the scene spoke out.

Because the emaciated boy's expression made their hearts palpitate, his face was calm, as if he were just doing something as ordinary as eating and sleeping.

It's not like killing someone at all.

The Assassins' eyes lit up

They knew that although the skinny boy could not practice and was physically weak, he could still become a genius in the Assassin world

At last, when the tall boy's face had been smashed to the ground, and his head had completely changed into another shape, the thin boy stood up and threw away the blood-stained stone.

He wiped the bloody mud from his face. Then he stood silently to the side without saying a word.

His appearance made everyone's hearts roar.

You killed someone, you killed someone, do you know, you actually stood back in place as if nothing had happened, and didn't you see that all the people around you retreated as if they were avoiding the snake and scorpion

Don't you see that some of the timid and fragile children are already crying and vomiting?

One of the leaders of the assassins slowly walked over and walked in front of the emaciated young man.

He took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "Boy, your name"

The boy looked up. Looking into his eyes, he smiled, "Mu Zheping." ”

The scene of that day can still be clearly remembered by Nie He to this day.

The moment the boy said his name, he knew that it had been deeply ingrained in the hearts of everyone present.

That's right, he and the one hundred and four companions around him all possessed cultivation talents. Some of them have been practicing for several years. Some are already in the initial realm, some are in the voyeur realm, and some are even in the transition realm

Twelve or thirteen-year-old transfer,Put it in the city of school parks,I'm afraid it will cause the major colleges to rob it.

But now, they can only be picked and selected like goods. Unable to decide their own fate.

Their only sense of superiority arose when they were compared to the more than 5,000 teenagers on the other side.

Now, however, their sense of superiority has long been shattered.

It is true that there are many cultivators among them, but they don't even kill people, and many of them have never even killed chickens.

Killing people is indeed nothing commendable, but in the face of people who dare to kill, kill so bloodily, and are so calm after killing, they can't help but feel a sense of fear in their hearts.

Before they were taken captive, many of them were just children of ordinary families. They live an ordinary life, or under the wings of their parents and relatives, or under the guidance of their teachers, they grow up peacefully.

The environment in which they live is so peaceful and peaceful, not to mention killing, even fights and brawls are extremely rare.

At this time, the blood and brains flowing everywhere on the ground strongly stimulated their mental defense, and they did not dare to look at it, but they always couldn't help but look at it secretly.

And in their minds, Mu Zheping, who committed such atrocities, unintentionally became the embodiment of the devil.

Even if he's just an ordinary person who can't practice.

At that moment, Nie He knew that in the next few days, among the more than 5,000 people, I was afraid that no one would dare to bully this young man named Mu Zheping.

He also knew that he would definitely survive to the end.

He was right.

Although since that day, the two groups of them have not trained in the same place, and they have not seen each other for three years.

But now, Mu Zheping is indeed standing alive in front of him.

Moreover, he was judged to have no cultivation qualifications back then, but now he has the strength to be at least above the extreme realm

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