The lean body forgot about fatigue and hunger, and at this moment, in his eyes, there was only a fat lamb left.

He stood up and quietly touched the lamb that was grazing leisurely.

"Whew!"

He pounced on the lamb from behind.

The frightened lamb struggled desperately, and his four legs kept fluttering, because he was thin and weak, and he didn't have much weight, although he hugged the round body of the lamb, he was also carried by the lamb and ran out more than ten meters away.

His face was on the grass, his face was muddy, and his lower body was dragged by the lamb to walk, although his body was hot and painful, he never let go, and grabbed the long hair on the lamb's body hard.

The lamb jumped up and down, trying to shake off the hands that were holding him, but the little hands were like embedded in it, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of them.

Suddenly, the child touched a hard object, a stone the size of an adult's fist.

He grabbed the stone, and with his other hand he pulled the wool violently, and the lamb let out a cry of pain, and his body flew upwards violently, and with the other hand, he grabbed the stone tightly and smashed it on the head of the lamb.

"Bang!"

The lamb was a little dizzy from the smash and fell to the ground, its limbs twitching.

He quickly stood up and raised the stone in his hand high, once, twice, three times...

until the lamb stopped moving, and lay on the ground without a sound.

He looked at the lamb, which was already silent, and a desolate feeling inexplicably rose in his heart.

The stone in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, and he fell to his knees in front of the lamb, his mind blank.

He never killed any animal, nor did he have the idea of taking people's lives for selfish desires, and in the past, he always ate food thrown away from restaurants and people's homes.

When he was stunned, not far away, a pair of green eyes were slowly approaching him.

He sat on the grass, and suddenly a feeling of extreme danger rose in his heart, and there was a rustling of grass behind him, and something was running towards him.

He slammed to the side!

"Whew!"

The sound of the wind passed by my ears.

A gray-black figure swept past him and pounced directly on the lamb lying on the ground.

The child fixed his eyes and saw the object in front of him, and it turned out to be a gray-black wolf!

The wolf crushed the lamb under him, turned around, and bent down, letting out a low roar from his mouth.

The child stood up tremblingly, his weak body trembling uncontrollably, and his heart was full of fear.

It was the first time he had seen a living wolf standing in front of him.

The wolf looked at the thin, dwarfed human child as if a delicious meal was in front of him.

Instead of eating the dead lamb first, it walked slowly towards the human child.

Suddenly, the wolf kicked its limbs violently and pounced on the human child.

A bloody mouth gradually enlarged in front of the child's eyes.

Instinctively, he crouched down, and the wolf swept directly over his head.

Unable to pounce, the wild wolf was a little angry, quickly turned around, and looked at the human child viciously, as if he was very dissatisfied with avoiding its bloody mouth.

"Ahh

The wolf howls!

"Whew!"

The wolf pounced on the human child again.

This time, he couldn't avoid it, and he was directly crushed to the ground by the wild wolf.

A large mouth full of fangs bit at his head.

I don't know where the strength came from, two thin hands, desperately against the wolf's neck, with two arms to protect the chest, to prevent the wolf's claws from scratching the chest.

The wolf's neck pressed down desperately, and the emaciated child also desperately resisted, and the two forces resisted each other.

"Hehe, that's kind of interesting!"

The child was shocked, how could anyone speak, was it an illusion?

"In this cruel world, only if you are more ruthless and desperate than your opponent can you have a chance to live! Kill it, and I will lead you to the heroic road that everyone admires. Otherwise, you'll be its dinner!"

The child was surprised that this was not an illusion, but that someone was really talking.

He struggled to raise his head, and a figure appeared above him, and because he was looking up, the person's body was upside down.

At the age of eight, he couldn't understand what this man meant, and he didn't understand the cruelty of the world, because he had taken this cruelty as normal.

But it understands one thing in his heart that he wants to live, he has to live, he doesn't want to die.

Thinking of this, the thin body was suddenly full of strength, as if it had been injected with a tube of stimulants!

His fingernails gradually sank into the wolf's skin, leaving a foul smell of wolf blood from his hand.

The wolf's expression suddenly became confused, and then there was some pain.

The child's eyes, looking at the scarlet blood left behind by his arm, his eyes slammed, and ten fingers clawed hard at the wolf's neck.

"Whew..."

The wolf retreated suddenly, let out a low roar, and looked at the child with fierce eyes.

"Whew!"

The wolf pounced on the child again.

This time, the child did not dodge or dodge, but directly faced the pounced wolf, hugged the wolf's body with both hands, opened his small mouth, and bit the blood vessels below his neck.

"Woooo

The wolf's eyes became panicked, and he fell to the ground and kept rolling, trying to shake off the child.

But the child hugged the wolf's body tightly with both hands, and his little head was against the wolf's jaw, so that it could not lower its head and bite itself.

The tender teeth bite the neck of the wild wolf, the most tender flesh.

There was a voice in the child's head, he wanted to live, he wanted to bite this wild wolf to death.

I don't know how long it took, the child woke up suddenly, and his cold eyes regained a hint of brilliance.

The wild wolf in his arms had long since disappeared, and in his mouth, there was a salty, fishy taste, very sticky.

He let go of the wolf's body and wiped his mouth with his hand, only to see his hands full of scarlet blood, this is wolf blood!

It turns out that wolf blood tastes like this!

"Yes, yes, to my surprise, I will turn back in vain!"

The voice came from behind the child again, it was the man who lectured to himself when he was fighting with the wolf!

The child turned around and looked behind him, only to see a burly middle-aged man dressed in Mongolian clothes, smiling at him.

It was as if he was looking at a peerless treasure.

"Sleep, when you wake up, you'll be in your new home!"

As soon as the words fell, the child's eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell unconscious.

(One day, many years later, the middle-aged man in the costume recalled, when he saw the child being held down by a wild wolf, and the two sizes and strengths did not match at all, and when he was fighting, he instinctively thought that the child would die, so he turned around and left.)

On the road, he always replayed the child's face in his mind, the unyielding body, the strong and unyielding face, and the indifferent and merciless eyes.

Unconsciously, he stopped, turned around and went back.

When he came to the place where the child was fighting with the wolf again, the wolf had been dead for a long time, and the child's whole body was stiff, and he still maintained the action of biting the wolf to death... ）

When the child woke up again, he was already in a tent, with a long bunk, and he was alone.

"Awake?"

The child rubbed his eyes, and the middle-aged man in the blinded costume was sitting in front of his bed, looking at him with a cold expression, which was in stark contrast to the smile he had last night.

"Where is this?" the child asked.

"This is a concentration camp, a place where heroes are born!" said the middle-aged man, his tone was very indifferent, and he had a condescending expression.

The child did not speak, but after tidying up his tattered clothes, he was about to go outside.

"Where are you going?" asked the middle-aged man.

The child stopped, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man blankly, and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

He had no home, no relatives, and could only go back and continue to live a wandering life.

"Stay here and let me train. The middle-aged man said.

The child looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.

In his young mind, he didn't know what training was.

"Goo-goo..."

A child's stomach makes a sound.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, turned around and took out a roast chicken and a plate of roast goose from the table behind him, and handed them to the child.

"Eat, it's all yours, stay here, complete your daily training goals, you can eat these every day!" the middle-aged man said indifferently.

The child's eyes looked at the roast chicken and roast goose, and he didn't hear what the man's words were at all, but he understood in his heart that after completing what the middle-aged man asked him to do, he had roast chicken and roast goose to eat every day!

Without saying a word, the child picked up the roast chicken and goose and devoured them.

He had never eaten such a complete and delicious roast chicken, and the crispy skin and flesh of the roast goose made him feel happy to fly into the sky.

The middle-aged man watched the child desperately eat, and an imperceptible light flashed in his eyes.

"What's your name?" the middle-aged man asked.

The child was stunned for a moment, and shook his head blankly, he has never had a name, and the vicious adults used to call him a little beggar, a little wild dog...

The middle-aged man groaned and said, "In the future, you will be called Seven!"

The child nodded as he ate, unwilling to put down the delicious chicken leg in his hand.

"After eating, you change into your bed clothes and start training early tomorrow morning!

After speaking, the middle-aged man walked out of the tent.

The child turned his head to look at the middle-aged man's back, and continued to eat the food in his hand.

When the roast chicken and roast duck turned into two piles of bones, the child climbed up to the bunk, touched his round belly, and secretly said in his heart, it turned out that this is the feeling of being full, and the stomach can bulge, so amazing!

He lay on the bunk, closed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

For the first time, he felt contented, happy, and happy in his heart for the first time.

Many years later, he always remembered the roast chicken and goose, which were the best dishes he had ever eaten in his life!

In the evening, many children about his age came in the wide tent.

There are eight in total.

"Huh, who are you?"

"Are you new here?"

"You're on the bed on number seven. ”

.........

The eight children looked at the children curiously and asked.

"I..." The child has low self-esteem and is a little timid when he speaks.

He remembered what the middle-aged man had said to himself and replied, "My name is Seven." ”

"Oh, I'm so happy!

"You're welcome to join us!"

"I'm number one!"

"I'm number two!"

.........

Eight children sat around the children, talking nonsense.

Only then did the child know that the other children here were similar to him, all orphans who had no one to ask for and no one to raise, and they were all taken in here by middle-aged men.

Moreover, they have no names, and even those who know their own names are not allowed to call them.

Here, they can only call each other by their code names.

The child looked at the other two children, one eight and one nine, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What about the previous seven?"

Eight children, you look at me, I look at you, lowered their heads, and there was a trace of sadness on their faces.

One of the children said: "When No. 7 was climbing the mountain, he fell and died. “

The child suddenly realized that he was the number seven who fell to his death.

When a gong and drum sounded outside, the eight children quickly climbed to their bunks, covered themselves with quilts, and closed their eyes.

Number Six and Number Eight next to the child whispered: "This is the sound of the gong for sleeping, go to sleep, if the instructor finds out that you are still awake, you will be whipped." ”

As soon as they finished speaking, they covered themselves with the quilt and closed their eyes.

The child also followed the example of other children, burrowing into the bed, closing his eyes, and letting himself fall asleep quickly.

He felt very comfortable and warm, this was the first time he slept on the "bed", the first time he had a decent quilt cover, the first time he saw the same partner as himself, he was no longer alone, no longer alone.

A sense of happiness, a sense of belonging, rose from his heart, and if he could, he would be like this forever!

Early the next morning, it was still the sound of gongs.

Seven and the other eight children quickly got dressed and walked towards the door.

Stand neatly in order of one to nine.

At this time, Seven realized that there was not only one tent for them, but also nine children here.

There are also eight tents next to it.

In addition, in front of each tent, there are nine children, neatly lined up.

They train every morning in the subjects of sprinting, jumping over obstacles, and carrying water with horse steps (Shaolin Temple, a way to practice strength).

In the afternoon, it's combat training, wrestling, boxing, moves, swordsmanship, spearmanship, assassination, and so on.

From time to time, there are also detachments to compete with each other.

At first, No. 7 was a little physically exhausted from the daily high-intensity training, but after a few days, he gradually adapted to this life.

When practicing martial arts, the child found that he seemed to have a natural sensitivity to martial arts, the old moves were quickly learned, and the new moves could be memorized once, and he could be integrated by playing twice.

Even with his own understanding, he quickly found the focus and disadvantages of the moves.

In private, he tried to improve the martial arts he had learned, making the moves simple and direct, and even because of the fast speed, simple movements, and the loss of physical strength, the disadvantages of the moves were reduced a lot.

But what is strange is that No. 7, who has a high talent for learning martial arts, is often defeated by the other party under the competition with his companions, and sometimes even defeats incredibly.

When he was knocked down, his companions looked at him playfully and laughed at him for being clumsy, but he chuckled silently, even if he was injured by the other party, it was a nonchalant smirk.