The trees not far away shook slightly, and a small figure rushed out.

Followed closely by another one!

In the blink of an eye, a dozen figures passed by at extremely fast speeds, and soon disappeared into the dense forest.

It turned out to be a dozen young children, ranging from seven to eight years old to early ten years old. These should be the child killers trained on the unnamed island.

Back then, Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaohu trained like this day after day.

Seeing this familiar scene, both of them were slightly distracted.

"Let's go." Xiao He reminded him coldly.

The group continued on their way.

Although the journey seems peaceful, in fact murderous intent is everywhere and secret whistles are everywhere.

Even Jiang Chao nodded secretly. If we just talk about the strict layout and nothing else, this place is almost the same as Qilong Island.

Under the leadership of Xiao He, everyone quickly arrived at a camp.

"Is the instructor here?" Xiao He had already taken off his mask at this time. He was a pale young man, slightly older than Wang Xiaolong.

"Inside." The guard at the camp entrance said.

Xiao He nodded, "I'll take them to meet the instructor."

The guard looked at everyone expressionlessly and moved out of the way.

Xiao He walked in front and led everyone in.

The barracks are quite spacious, but the furnishings are very simple, giving people a very solemn and oppressive feeling.

At this time, there was a person sitting in the room. He was a man in his fifties. He had a black eyepatch on his left eye. He was obviously blind in his left eye.

On the big table in front of him, there were all kinds of cold weapons.

Knife, sword, dagger, axe, stab...

There are all kinds of strange things.

He was wiping one of the long knives with a cloth, looking quite attentive.

"Instructor." Xiao He straightened up and shouted.

"Yeah." The man wiped the knife carefully and then raised his head.

Although there was only one right eye left, his gaze was as sharp as a knife.

When he saw Wang Xiaolong and Wang Xiaohu, his eyes could not help but condense.

"Instructor, Xiaohu and I are back to see you." Wang Xiaolong said with a smile.

"Don't you remember the rules on the island?" Meng Chou's one eye exuded a fierce evil aura.

"Remember, how dare we forget what the instructor taught us?" Wang Xiaolong said.

Meng Chou looked gloomy and said coldly, "Then what are you waiting for!"

Xiao He waved his hand, and a group of killers immediately surrounded Jiang Chao and others, preparing to kill them.

"Instructor, can you bear it?" Wang Xiaolong's expression remained unchanged and he stared at Meng Chou with bright eyes.

"On this island, rules are everything, how can you still not understand?" Meng Chou waved his hand fiercely.

Boom!

A solid wood chair nearby shattered into powder.

Wang Xiaolong, Wang Xiaohu and Xiao He were all taught by Meng Chou, and they can be said to be his favorite disciples.

In the training camp, it was a place where the jungle was the only place where the strong preyed on the strong. Someone could die at any time and at any time.

In this place, there is only coldness and killing, without any emotion at all.

But humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?
Chapter completed!