Chapter 22 The Story of the Ex
The wind was a little cold, and the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet. The darkness was like an ancient beast, opening its mouth wide, and it was a little depressed. A small boat was moving forward quickly!
"Hahaha. It's almost here... I've been killing many good seedlings this time, and I'll definitely get what we want." A group of human traffickers took advantage of the night and rushed to the road under the cover of darkness. This is a group of people who temporarily scattered together, with five people in different figures, all wearing black night clothes and moving forward quickly.
While he was talking casually, he smiled and said without caring, but his expression was very focused, his movements were always swinging slightly, and his weapon showed his fangs at any time. He released his domineering aura to the extreme without letting go of any movement. It can be seen that everyone is a master and acts very cautiously.
In the cabin of the boat, six or seven men and four-year-old men and women were tied into cages, their mouths were wrapped around by black tape for a few times, and they could only make a whimpering sound, their bodies were messy, their hair was messy, and their clothes were torn. They obviously suffered a lot. A shaking came, and then a subtle footsteps kept coming, obviously hiding them deliberately, and not making a sound. However, this cannot be concealed from the boy with silver hair in the cage, born with strong and sensitive hearing, and it is easy to tell that they have already been on land at this time, and the cage is being carried forward quickly. The blood-stained silver-haired child has swollen eyes and is not trembling like other children, curling up silently, crying and sobbing.
Finally, half an hour later, I stopped. The cage was put down. After a moment, a mess of footsteps came.
The black cloth covered in the cage was pulled down. After adapting to the light, he secretly looked around. A man in a thick chemical protective suit was wearing a round and transparent helmet on his head, his eyes full of disdain, as if a noble aura was spreading.
"Master, the goods this time are very good, they are all very good in their bodies, and their talents are excellent. They are worthy of being the bloodline passed down from major families and organizations." An old man, who looked at the child in the cage carefully, ran over to report to the man who was born with noble aura.
"Hmph, it's just a surviving little mouse. Since it's no use value, you know what to do." After that, he left under the protection of the bodyguard.
The five people just received the reward they asked for, before they had time to be happy, they were attacked by more than a dozen masters. Two human traffickers with a slightly lower strength died on the spot, and they could not even make a sound, and they died directly. The other three people hurriedly blocked the attack and were seriously injured. The clothes on one of the human traffickers' left chest were shook into pieces, and a deep palm was printed on it. A white rose tattooed on his body was dyed red with blood, turning into a slightly sensuous red rose, dripping blood.
The man with the double swords was the most powerful and cautious. The swordsman's intuition about danger directly allowed him to avoid several deadly moves that jointly attacked him. The man with the double swords became colder and began to flash with a bloodthirsty light.
"Bastard Tianlong Man, I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost. Ah..." Another human trafficker who barely survived, saw that he was seriously injured and surrounded and had no way to survive, used a secret technique to rush towards Tianlong Man and detonated himself. The huge explosion impact was blocked by the barrier of the room, but it also pulled the two killers who protected the master to cushion the back. The rest of the people flew back a few steps by the shock wave. The remaining two human traffickers looked at each other and launched the strongest attack, blasting towards the window, and after breaking the barrier, they flashed and disappeared. The children who were abducted from afar had long been knocked out by the impact just now. However, the silver-haired little boy had blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, gritting his teeth, and slowly fainted as he looked at everything that happened.
Three years later!
"Very good, you have completed this week's study, so don't die in the next month. I'm looking forward to what you can understand." In the past three years of being captured, all kinds of teachers have been teaching skills to children of talented, physical and mental monsters from all over the world. After teaching knowledge every week, there will be various assessments, and those who fail the exam will never appear again. From the first one hundred people to the current forty people.
There are many things taught, such as calligraphy, military tactics, disguise, assassination, human body structure, poison science...
With his unparalleled recovery ability and extreme perceived danger, the six-year-old silver-haired boy was lucky enough to survive in various daily life and death assessments.
This assessment was on a deserted island. There was only one animal on the island, that is, snakes, everywhere, all kinds of snakes. This is the old nest of Hydra. Legend has it that this is an ancient creature. The snake of Ten Thousand Snakes has nine heads. Each head has a strange ability. This assessment was to get 10 flags inserted on the top of the nest and survive for a month. As long as one month later, people who get the flag and go to the other end of the island can live, which means that there are only ten people left this time!
This battle was also one of the most dangerous battles for the silver-haired boy. On one side, everyone sneaked quietly in tacit understanding. Some types of snakes were in groups and were highly poisonous. Once surrounded, they would immediately become delicious food as long as they could bite. They could avoid fighting. On the other side, they had to fight, and there were only so many flags. Various means of disguise, stealth, changes, traps, etc. emerged one after another.
After escaping several sneak attacks by poisonous snakes without any danger, I found that it was difficult to disguise in front of naturally professional hunters. The snakes had a mutated red retina, and their tongues could detect heat, capture extremely fast movements, and then launched a fatal blow. Some snakes could not even find themselves standing in front. If they weren't for the extremely fast reaction speed, the nerve reflexes that had been trained for many years had become a habit and they would not have to think through the brain. However, the tragic thing is that they could only maintain a shallow sleep, because the sudden attack of daggers, poisonous needles, etc. on the neck suddenly made you sleep forever.
Before going to the island, I could only choose one thing to carry. The silver-haired boy touched the things in his arms and realized that he could not be anxious now. Everyone was just living on the periphery, and no one was going to stroll inside, and no one went to get the flag. After all, those who could survive until now were monsters. In the past half a month, they collected various snake information and collected medicinal materials to make antidotes. They acted rashly and would only hurried to hug the god of death.
The island is rectangular, and you can only reach the highest mountain in the center of the island from this end, get the flag, and then go to the exit of the opposite end. On the way, the flag is halfway down the mountain and is convenient for Hydra's nest, and most of the time is sleeping. It takes two days to cross the entire island, and it is almost time. Some people have already set out two days ago, and various battles often sound, but the sounds stop quickly. It's really not easy. This island.
The silver-haired boy who was constantly exploring the island knew that his strength could not be matched, and he kept sneaking in step by step. After understanding the various snake natures, he skillfully avoided various hidden crises. When he arrived halfway up the mountain, he only saw 5 flags left. I don’t know which masters were so skillful. The silver-haired boy rushed up without any excitement. He felt the surroundings carefully, and no one dared to make a head-on bird. Moreover, the Hydra slept in the cave on the side.
After observing the terrain and planning the route, the silver-haired boy was not in a hurry and quietly adjusted his state to the peak. After a moment, he took out the only weapon brought in from outside, which was a powerful bomb. Of course, he was not so stupid that he believed that this bomb could kill Hydra.
However, when I saw the silver-haired boy flashing at the entrance of Hydra's hole very quickly. After finding Hydra was sleeping not far away, he pulled out the security and threw the bomb in, and turned around and rushed towards the flag at a faster speed! Seeing this, the group of people were stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted, and all rushed towards the direction of the flag at an extremely fast speed...!
(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!