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"It's best not to call me, I hope you regret it." Mike said coldly, and his right hand shook and a butterfly knife was cut out from the sleeve. He flexibly popped the blade with his fingers, looking at Allen with malicious intentions and said, "How do you think you're using this thing to scratch your face?"

Alan looked at him coldly without saying anything. This silence made Mike feel a kind of humiliation. The other party's disdainful expression made Mike feel like he was burning. His chest was undulating and he let out a breath of heat from his mouth. He twisted his body and slashed it into Alan's cheek with a knife. He wanted to tear this damn beautiful face to pieces!

The bright red pupils dilated slightly. In Alan's eyes, Mike's movements slowed down, and he could even decompose several scenes. He saw clearly the direction of the sword, suddenly reached out with one hand, and tightly grasped the butterfly knife like an iron plier.

Mike was shocked and felt that the blade had pierced into the crack of the stone and could not be pulled out for a moment. Although Allen's palm cut the sharp blade and bloodied, the expression on his face was terrible. He stretched out his other hand and surrounded Mike's arm holding the knife and suddenly shook. Under the influence of the source force, the shock rushed up along the arm, and finally shocked Mike's hand until it was dislocated.

Mike couldn't hold the butterfly knife anymore and looked at Allen in surprise. When the other party swept across his face, the world suddenly turned over. He turned around in the air and then fell heavily to the ground. He felt bitterness in his mouth, and a smell of rust spread. It turned out that his lips had been bleed and bleeding, and the blood ignited Mike's anger. When he wanted to get up, the butterfly knife that suddenly fell into Allen's hand suddenly pierced and penetrated deeply into his palm.

"Ah..." Mike opened his mouth and cried out in pain.

A palm that was still bleeding tightly covered his mouth, and Alan pressed his whole body against him. One hand covered Mike's mouth, and the other hand clenched into a fist, slamming heavily on his lower abdomen. This punch made Mike arch his body, his stomach twitch violently. Something wanted to spit out, but the hand that was pressing Alan on his mouth tightly blocked back.

Mike dislocated one hand and nailed the knife to the ground with the other hand, unable to move for a while. Alan mechanically repeated the movement of raising his arm and falling fists with his fist like a machine without emotion. He hit Mike's abdomen with a constant speed and force. The dull blow sounded in the fighting area, and it also sounded in the ears of every onlooker.

Their faces turned extremely pale, and two of them were already trembling in their calves and almost fell to the ground.

At the other end of the training hall, the elevator door opened, and Lucy and Emily walked out of it. Emily pulled Lucy and said, "Don't worry about Allen today, accompany me for reaction training."

Lucy looked at her strangely: "Emily, what's wrong with you today. I haven't let me come to the training hall since the beginning, and now I want me to accompany you."

"This arena without death is about to begin, and I want to work hard to become stronger."

"Don't worry." Lucy patted her shoulder and said, "Sister will protect you at that time."

At this time, a scream suddenly sounded from the fighting area, and someone screamed: "Come on, kill someone! Kill someone!"

Hearing this voice, Emily's face changed, but Lucy had already run in that direction. The fighting area was surrounded by those who rushed over after hearing the news. Lucy squeezed in and knocked away the boys watching before, and saw Alan standing up. He slowly turned around, his face and body were covered with blood, but finally opened his mouth and sprayed a mouthful of blood on Mike.

Looking at the ground again, Mike didn't move, not knowing whether it was death or life.

"Alan, this is..." Lucy's eyes widened.

Allen moved his lips stiffly and said, "He did it first."

At this time, a team of guards squeezed in, and behind the guard was Smith, the security supervisor of the building. Seeing Allen and Mike, Smith shook his head: "What's going on?"

A young man next to him came to his senses and screamed: "It's Allen, it's him..."

Before he finished speaking, Smith had already swept him over and pulled him to the ground. The security supervisor took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands and said, "I didn't ask you. You said, Allen."

Allen briefly said the story, and Smith nodded and said, "You can leave now."

He said to the guard again: "Twist this waste to the medical room."

Allen walked to Lucy and wanted to say something. Lucy said first, "No need to say anything, I believe you."

Then he looked at Emily who was following her, and Lucy said in a deep voice: "Emily, you kept pestering me and not letting me see Alan because of this? In order for Mike to attack Alan?"

"Lucy, I..." Emily shook her head and said, "Mike told me that he just wanted to teach Ellen a lesson. I really don't know..."

"Enough!" Lucy looked at the girl and sighed, "It's okay if Mike does that, but why are you doing this too."

"Let's go."

The girl pulled Ellen and the two of them came out of the fighting area. When they left, Ellen accidentally saw someone.

Ans.

He stood quietly aside, thinking. As if he noticed Ai Hua's gaze, he looked back, forced a smile, and then lowered his head to leave.

Just back to his room, Ains had not sat down yet, but Smith came. The security supervisor walked around and smiled and said, "Mr. Ans, there's something very interesting. Guess, what we found in Mr. Mike's room. Ha, a physical enhancement potion."

"Is it... yes?" Ansqiang calmed down and said, "So what?"

"I looked through the recent reward list. Under Mr. Mike's list, no records of the distribution of fortification potions were found. Then something interesting came..." Smith walked behind Ans and said, "You should not know. In order to avoid errors in issuing the reward list, we have to make some small marks on the prize. On Mike's potion, we found that mark. Strangely, this mark shows that everyone in the fortification potion should be you."

"So can you tell me, Mr. Ans, why did your potion run into Mike's room?"

"Maybe... maybe it was him who stole it." Ans tried his best to squeeze out this sentence from his mouth.

"Is that? Then I sincerely hope that everyone's representatives of Alexander will believe you." Smith walked towards the door and stopped at the door. He turned to Ans and said, "You are very smart, really. Smart people generally don't take action on their own, but you don't do it clean enough. And I think that a product like Mike is not worth a booster potion."

After Smith left, Ains realized that his back was wet with sweat.

In the afternoon, Alexander's representative came. As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Why do this?"

"Because he and Lucy were too close." This time, Ans had no intention of lying.

"Oh, you've wasted Alexander's kindness to you just because of a woman?"

"No, sir." Ains raised his head and looked at the representative's eyes. "Before Mr. Maine paid attention to me, Allen and Lucy ranked in the top two. They are extremely powerful, sir. Moreover, they seem to have become friends. Such two people will pose a great threat to me, so I want to destroy Allen before the game. This is for strategic reasons."

After hearing this, the representative closed his eyes for a moment and said, "I believe in you, your judgment is also correct. Unfortunately, you still failed. Failure is failure, and there is no excuse. Mr. Mainen hates losers, and Alexander everyone also has a punishment system for this, in order to let the losers remember the lessons."

Ans gritted his teeth: "I understand, sir, please punish me."

"Very good. If you fail for the first time, you will be given a lighter punishment. Remember, you don't have a second chance."

After the representative left, a man wearing sunglasses and a suit walked in. He opened a black suitcase and took out a shiny whip from it.

That night, Ans had to lie on the bed, and ten clear blood marks were left on his back, and a shame that could not be relieved.

"I will give it back twice, Alan." Ains said word by word on the bed.

Two days passed in a flash, and finally, it was the day when the death ring began.

Allen got up at 5 a.m. That day, he carefully put on the set of individual light armor rewarded by the committee. The light armor was very close to his body. Even if he put on the clothes prepared by the organizer for each teenager, it would not affect the activity. The text was first released. After putting on the clothes, Allen picked up Kuang Tu, who was placed in the corner of the wall, and quietly walked out of the bedroom. To his surprise, Hüden, who usually rarely sees in the morning, stood in front of the window of the hall early this morning, looking at the city that was gradually waking up outside the window.

"Why, are you planning to leave without saying goodbye? I have been your mentor for a month, and I didn't even say goodbye?" Houtun turned around. Today he was rare to have no wine bottle and his clothes were neatly worn. Except that his eyes were still red as usual, he looked no different from a normal person.

"Mr. Hugton, thank you for your guidance this month," Allen said seriously. "If I can survive, I will give you a good drink."

"I like this sentence." Houtun grinned, "Get over, you have to remember this while there is still some time."

Seeing him pulling out a note from his pocket with dense words written on it. Allen took it curiously and asked, "What is this?"

"To be honest, it is best not to hit the first barrier of imprisonment. I have tried to minimize the impact of this method on the heart, but if you use it in the death ring, it may bring you additional danger. No matter what, remember it first. After reading it, remember to burn this thing." Hutton murmured: "The source power imprisonment is not a good thing, I don't want to be related to this troublesome thing."

Although he said this, Allen was still full of gratitude to him. After taking the note, with his memory, he quickly engraved every word on the paper in his mind. After reading it, Allen burned the note.

Seeing the note turned into dust, Hütton nodded and said, "Let's go, I'll accompany you to the meeting point, Tonysff should be there too."

Holding Allen's shoulder hard, Houton said seriously: "Try to survive, boy."
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