"It's as simple as that?"

Number Five pushed his glasses and asked nonchalantly, and finally his gaze fell on the lower right corner of the paper, and a few small words stopped him: Collected on March 25, 1998.

"Big brother, what time is it today?"

"Hehe, it's the 30th!" replied lightly.

"No. 30, March 30, 1998?" No. 5 breathed rapidly, pointing at Leng Fan on the screen, as if he had seen a ghost: "Impossible! This is impossible! He, he was born in '88? He just turned eleven years old this year? How is this possible!"

"It's impossible!" The white-haired old man said lightly: "When the old man got this information, he also doubted its authenticity, so he sent No. 1 to investigate this matter, and although the results obtained were a little different, there was no fault in general!"

To be sure, this young man named Leng Fan is only 11 years old this year, and according to the information, he has not been exposed to any organizational training. According to the meaning of Number One, this kid himself is a natural fighting talent!

That's why the old man locked him up here to see what other surprises he could bring us, and sure enough, hum, surprise is greater than joy! This son has a fierce personality, and it is not conducive to control!"

No. 5 gasped and said expectantly, "Just leave this person to me to train, and I will definitely train him to be the best fighter." ”

"Lao Wuxiu wants to say big things again, who can be stronger than me in terms of the ability to lead troops?" No. 1 interrupted No. 5's words and continued: "This kid is wild and untamable, fierce and tyrannical, and is not suitable for entering your regular army, which will only smooth out his edges and corners, how is he different from ordinary people without edges and corners? Look at the room full of criminals, which one was not a powerful figure back then? Which one was not a fierce and cunning person? And what can he do now? Just a flock of lambs to the slaughter! They've been locked up for too long, they've been comfortable for too long, they're afraid of all threats, and we're not going to accept such waste!"

"Big brother, I understand what you said. However, it would be too cruel for him to enter the Devil's Fang! He was not one of those criminals, he was just a child, and he would be released after a few years, and if he was brought into the Devil's Fang, he really couldn't go back. ”

"Old Five, take a closer look at him, do you think he can turn back now?" No. 1's face was slightly gloomy, and he said in a cold tone: "He can only add the ghost tooth for our use, if not, he must be destroyed!"

The old man's instinct told me that there must be something wrong with his father. ”

"Report chief, there is no news about his father in the database, and according to the description of the villagers of Gray Mountain Ridge, we only have a preliminary piece of information.

Leng Aotian, male, Han nationality, age unknown, settled in Gray Mountain Ridge with his child ten years ago, and mysteriously disappeared in February this year. ”

"Is that all?" the white-haired old man looked at No. 1 dissatisfied, and continued to ask, "Mysterious disappearance, can't even our people find him?"

The villagers of Gray Mountain Ridge all said that Leng Aotian set himself on fire after his son was arrested and couldn't stand the stimulation. ”

"Why do you say he's missing since he's dead?"

"Hmph, because his subordinates had secretly investigated the scene, and there were no traces of human being burned there at all, so he concluded that he was not dead, but just missing!"

The white-haired old man closed his eyes, and after a long time, he said faintly: "In this case, let's slow down the matter of Leng Fan joining the ghost teeth, the old man doesn't want any mistakes." ”

"Honor!"

After another period of time, the old man ordered to No. 1: "First lock Leng Fan in a small black room to sharpen his temperament, what is the time?

"What, the chief thinks twice! This way he will die!" No. 1 and No. 5 stood up at the same time to intercede for Leng Fan.

"This is also our test for him!There has never been a waste in the ghost teeth!" The old man spoke coldly and mercilessly, leaving only a majestic back in the end.

The so-called small black room is a dark room made of cement with a small space. The dark room was impermeable, and not a single fly could fly into it, and all the food and drink were solved in it, so the smell inside was extremely unpleasant and disgusting.

The most terrifying thing is that there is no light inside, if you are locked inside, you don't know what year it is, and you will lose your sense of existence, only loneliness is always around. For people with poor willpower, it is tantamount to eighteen layers of hell, and they would rather die than go to hell!

Today is the seventh day that Leng Fan has been imprisoned.

Live like a year, a real day like a year!

The darkroom is cramped, there is no room for movement, so you can only sit on the floor.

Maintaining a movement for a long time makes Leng Fan's muscles become extremely sore, the blood is not smooth, the muscles and bones are difficult to pass, and a large amount of subcutaneous tissue may die.

"Where is this, why is it so dark, how long has it been, how long have I been here?"

His eyes were confused and his thoughts were confused. In this dark space, he did not feel the passage of time, he was like a speck of dust, floating powerlessly in the air, with nothing around him but endless darkness.

Fear! Inexplicable fear hits my heart!

Violence! Shocking violence envelops the whole body!

He is like a lone wolf and a wild lion, and it is difficult to control his emotions.

"Roar~"

A violent cry pierced the night sky and reverberated throughout the Devil's Castle, almost waking everyone up from their dreams, and One looked in the direction of the Black Room, letting out a long sigh of relief and a relieved smile.

In the dark room.

"Bump"

"Bumper"

It's the sound of a heartbeat, slow and firm. Leng Fan's back was pressed against the cold wall, and the fluctuation of his heartbeat was transmitted in the wall.

"I... Still alive... This is... The sound of his heartbeat!" his fingers ran across his chest, and he said with great fascination: "It feels so good to be alive, so good!"

"Hehe, of course it feels good to be alive! But if you want to live, you have to listen to me! Otherwise, even if you live, life is better than death. Number One stared at him coldly, without any color in his eyes, like looking at a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Insults!** Naked insults. If it was possible, Leng Fan would not hesitate to crush his throat. Many people succeed not because they are smart enough, but perhaps because they have been inadvertently insulted at some point.

"Who are you?Why did you bring me here?What kind of place is this?What do you want me to do?" Leng Fan stared at the visitor and asked a series of questions.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I can get you out of here!" One looked at him coldly and continued, "You have too many questions, can you still stand up?" After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, never looking at Leng Fan again from beginning to end.

Leng Fan clenched his fists, his eyes moved tightly with his back, and then, his upper body leaned out of the small black room, and with all his strength, he stood up suddenly.

With a plop, Leng Fan fell straight down, his head slamming on the floor, spilling blood.

This is the result of not exercising for a long time. The tissues of the body are not controlled by the brain, the muscles are weak and dormant, he stands up with amazing perseverance, it is the explosion of the tight power in the body, the strength is used up, his body is like a puddle of dead meat, without the action of external forces, can only fall to the ground like a dead man.

Leng Fan laboriously rolled over and stared at the roof, his breathing was heavy and light, and his fingertips kept trembling slightly. As the breathing increases, so does the amplitude of the finger tremors, which eventually extends to the whole body.

"Hey!"

With a loud shout, the body's functions were ignited like a spark, the dormant muscles woke up instantly, and the body tissues returned to the control of the brain again, perfectly cooperating and bursting out with amazing power. He stood up again, steady as a mountain.

In the empty dark room corridor, where is there any trace of No. 1? Secretly relieved, Leng Fan hobbled towards the exit.

The fear of the unknown lingered faintly in his heart, and this feeling of detachment from control made him both excited and yearning.