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"What? It costs 5,000 yuan! Andy, why not rob it! That's just a little devil, do you think it's a chariot?"

In a dizzy state, a hoarse but angry voice came into his ears. Alan opened his eyes slightly and saw a certain wilderness outside. A bonfire was growing not far away, and a black car was parked by the fire. A man dressed in a fur cloak and dressed himself like a gentleman was roaring at the leader of the Black Widow. Under the flames, Alan could even see his splashing saliva.

Behind this man, there were two men in black, each carrying a submachine gun, which seemed to be the role of guards.

Alan moved his body and a severe pain came from several parts of his body. His face was pale, but he did not make any sounds. The boy was not in good condition. After Bai Fang was killed, he was knocked out. The next time he always spent between coma and awake. Compared with coma, the time of awakening was much shorter.

He is now locked in an iron cage, which is very strong. At least a young man can't bend these iron bars as thick as 3 cm, especially when the demon priest was taken away by Andy.

Now, the dagger was swirling gently in the commander's hand. Alan really hoped that he would miss it and pierce the dagger into his throat.

"Calm down, Mr. Hearn." Andy smiled and pointed his hand at Allen, "Yes, that's a little devil. But he meets your requirements and has no record. What's important is that he is healthy, and his age and body shape are similar to your son. I bet you will definitely not find a better candidate in a week."

"So you see, 5,000 yuan is really not expensive. Or do you think your son's life is not worth the money?" Andy smiled.

Hearn snorted coldly, and opened his mouth and said, "You vampire. Listen, if the deadline was not coming, you wouldn't have thought of this business. Now I'll take the person away. Three days later, come to my company to collect money, you bastard!"

He pushed Andy away, walked to the iron cage, took out a handkerchief and covered his nose, and turned back, "Hey, you two fools quickly get him into the car. Do you want me to do it yourself?"

The two guards hurriedly ran over, worked together to lift the iron cage and Allen, and walked towards a four-wheel drive off-road vehicle. In the cage, Allen looked at Andy. The latter also waved his hand to him with a smile.

"Hey!" Allen shouted at him.

Andy shrugged and said, "Why, can't bear to leave me? White-haired boy, although I like you very much, now you are Mr. Hearn's...thing!"

Allen's eyes fell on the dagger in Andy's hand: "Save it for me. Because I will come back and get it back, and then I will use it to wipe your neck open."

When Andy made an affair, Alan's bright red eyes stinged him a little. Then he looked at his two companions, then laughed and said, "I'm waiting for you, little devil. If you can climb back from that place and from that hell."

Eventually, Allen and the iron cage were thrown on the off-road vehicle. After a bumpy journey, he came to a manor located outside. The manor was large, but the buildings were very sparse. A main building, several rows of attached houses, a bucket and a row of nearby shanty towns were everything about the manor. Allen was thrown into the shanty town, next to him, piled up with coal and firewood.

In the middle of the night, it started raining. The rain spread along the ground, turning the ground under the iron cage of Allen into a muddy swamp. The mud was soaked in his feet, and the chill in the water climbed up to his body along the heels. The cage was only 70 cm high, which made Allen unable to stand up straight. He could only sit in the mud and water all night.

At noon the next day, the guard brought a basin with some leftovers of cold rice. This was Allen's food for the day. Hearn's domestic wolfdog even ate better than him. Allen ate all the food without saying a word, and the guard still looked contemptuous when he delivered the food. But when he came again, he saw that there was not even a drop of vegetable juice left on the plate, his face became a little unnatural.

Two days later, a car drove into the manor. A teenager jumped out of the car, similar to Allen's age, wearing a well-tailored suit. He ran to the shanty town despite the opposition of the two guards. After looking at Allen for a while, he smiled: "Is this the bastard who replaces me? He doesn't look like me at all."

"Master Beth, it doesn't matter if he looks good, as long as he is age-appropriate. Mr. Hearn will naturally handle other things." An escort said flatteringly beside him.

The boy named Beth squatted down and grimaced his face against the iron cage: "You are going to die, a bastard. But it is also an honor for you to go to that place on my behalf."

He said to the guard again: "I heard he is a wolf boy?"

"Yes, Captain Andy of Black Widow said that he seemed to have raised it for the Snow Wolf."

"It's so interesting, hey, can you bite people?" Beth reached out and waved into the cage a few times.

The guard hurriedly said, "Don't do this, Master."

"It's okay, he dares not..."

As the young master finished speaking, Allen suddenly pounced on him. He grabbed Beth's arm and pulled it hard, and immediately broke his arm. Listening to Beth's scream like a pig, Allen said coldly: "I can't bite people. I can only kill people!"

"Let go! Let go!"

The guard put his gun into the cage and smashed Alan with his buttstock, then dragged Bass out. Bass kept howling, "I want to kill him", but weakly allowed the two guards to carry into the main building.

A moment later, Hearn ran to the shanty town with a soft rubber stick angrily.

Alan had no food on that day and only received a blow of beatings.

A week after being caught at the manor, at the time of the sunshine at noon, an escort car arrived at the manor. Hearn was notified early and was waiting at the door under the sun. The car stopped and squeezed out several people from it. One of the fat men was invited into the house by Hearn, and the other two were wearing camouflage uniforms, tactical helmets, and automatic rifles, and were obviously soldiers.

A pattern is embroidered on the chest of the soldier's camouflage uniform. The base image shows the crossing of muskets and long swords, and the middle is a black Owl Wolf. This is the symbol of the "Owl Wolf" of the ground guard army in Area 13, indicating that these people are all from regular troops.

Not long after, Hearn and the fat man walked out. Hearn pointed in the direction of Allen, and the fat man let out a string of laughter. He nodded and shouted at the two soldiers: "That's Bes, take him away. By the way, remember to give him a number."

He said to Hearn again: "Don't worry, those big guys only look at the numbers so they won't carefully check the origin of a little ghost."

"Thank you very much," Hearn said.

Next to him, a bass with an arm in a cast made a middle finger at Allen.

Two stout soldiers came over, and Alan looked at them coldly. One of them took out a strange pistol from his waist and said to Alan: "For your own good, it's better to stay honestly and not move."

When he reached out to catch Allen's arm, Allen slammed into the other party's throat. But as soon as he moved, his whole body trembled and then fell to the ground. Before he could not lose consciousness, he looked at another soldier, who was holding an electric gun in his hand. He smiled at his companion, "This little devil is really wild."

"Maybe he has a chance to survive." After saying that, the soldier pressed Ellen's arm, pressed the gun on his hand and then shot him.

The gun body shook slightly, and Allen felt his arm numbness slightly. When the soldier took the gun away, there was an additional number on his arm: 666!

On that day, Allen left the manor. He was taken out of the cage by the soldiers and threw it into the escort car. Under the guard of two stout and fully armed soldiers, Allen did not dare to make any misunderstandings. Through the window of the escort car, he saw the vehicle leaving the manor, passing through a canyon, crossing the vast primeval forest, and then three days later to a military camp at the foot of a mountain.

When the soldiers were driven out of the car, the man who numbered Allen smiled and said, "Welcome to Hell. Text starts."

Alan reluctantly pointed the guns of two rifles towards the barracks. He saw a lot of escort cars parked at the door of the barracks. After entering through the barracks, it was a simple but open square. The square was a mud that had not been trimmed. It seemed that it had just rained. The square was very wet, and it would be a mud mark if it was stepped on. In the square, dozens of soldiers lined up, holding rifles flat. At the muzzle were some young girls who were about the same size as Alan.

After the two soldiers took Alan to the group of teenagers, they handed a folder to the hands of an officer in the lead. The officer was about two meters tall, with a layer of oil on his bronzed skin. Under the beret that was crooked, there was a face with a grim smile. A scar on his face was daunting. This officer, who was as majestic as a gray ape, had a sign of the second lieutenant on his shoulder.

He strode forward, looking at the hundreds of frightened boys under his nose and said, "Welcome, you little bastards. I am Lieutenant Ron, here, I am your God. Whatever I want you to do, even if you want to eat shit, you have to do it. I have to say that you are a group of lucky bastards, because you were randomly selected by the system and have the opportunity to represent District 13 to participate in the new survival game. At the same time, you are also unfortunate, because in the next six months of training, only one person can walk out of the camp gate."

"You little bitches may always complain that you live on the surface of hell. But now, I can say to be precise that your life was as sweet as heaven. Now, you have truly come to hell!"
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