"What? 5,000 yuan! Andy, why don't you grab it! It's just a brat, do you think it's a chariot?"
While feeling dizzy, a hoarse but angry voice entered his ears. Allen opened his eyes slightly, and what he saw was a certain piece of wilderness in the suburbs. There was a bonfire not far away, and a black car was parked by the fire. A man dressed like a gentleman in a fur cloak was yelling at the leader of the Black Widow. Under the firelight, Allen could even see his saliva splashing.
Behind this man, there are two big men in black, each carrying a submachine gun, they seem to be guards.
Allen moved his body, and there was a sharp pain from several parts of his body. His small face was pale, but he didn't make any cry. The young man's condition was not very good. After Bai Fang was killed, he was beaten unconscious. The following time is always spent between coma and waking. Compared with coma, the waking time is much shorter.
He is now in an iron cage, which is very strong. At least a teenager alone cannot bend these 3 cm thick iron bars, especially at the moment when the devil's praise is taken away by Andy.
Now, the dagger was twirling lightly in the leader's hand. Allen really hoped that he would miss and plunge the dagger into his throat.
"Calm down, Mr. Hearn." Andy smiled, and pointed his hand at Allen: "Yes, that's a brat. But he meets your requirements and doesn't have any records. The important thing is that he Fit and about the same age and build as your son. I bet you couldn't find a better fit 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, opened his dark white teeth and said, "You vampire. Listen, if the deadline is not up, you would never want to close this deal. Now I will take him away, and come to my company in three days Take the money, you bastard!"
He pushed Andy away hard and walked to the iron cage. He took out a handkerchief and covered his nose, then turned around and said, "Damn, you two idiots, get him into the car quickly. Do you want me to do it myself?"
The two guards hurried over, and together they lifted the iron cage and Allen together, and walked towards a four-wheel drive off-road vehicle. In the cage, Allen looked at Andy. The latter smiled and waved goodbye to him.
"Hey!" Allen called to him.
Andy shrugged and said, "Why, are you reluctant to part with me? White-haired boy, although I like you quite a bit, but now, you are Mr. Hearn's...thing!"
Allen's eyes fell on the dagger in Andy's hand: "Keep it safe for me. Because I will come back to get it back, and when the time comes, I will wipe your neck with it."
When Andy moved, Alan's bright red eyes stung him a little. Then he looked at his two companions again, then laughed and said, "I'm waiting for you, brat. If you can crawl back from that place, from that hell."
Eventually, Allen and the cage were thrown onto the buggy. After bumping all the way, he came to a manor in the wild. The manor is large, but the buildings are sparse. A main building, several rows of attached houses, a bucket and a row of shanties nearby are everything in the manor. Allen was thrown into the shanty next to him, piled
With coal and firewood.
In the middle of the night, it began to rain. The rainwater spread along the terrain, turning the ground under Allen's iron cage into a muddy swamp. The muddy water soaked his feet, and the chill of the water climbed up his body along his heels. The cage was only 70 centimeters high, which made Alan unable to stand up straight. He could only sit in the muddy water all night.
At noon the next day, the guard brought a basin full of leftovers from cold rice. This is Allen's food for a day, even Hearn's wolf dog eats better than him. Allen ate all the food without saying a word, and the guards delivered the food with disdainful eyes. But when he came again and saw that there was not even a drop of vegetable juice left on the plate, his expression was a little unnatural.
Two days later, a car drove into the manor. A teenager jumped out of the car, about the same age as Alan, wearing a well-tailored suit in white and fat. He ignored the objections of the two guards and ran to the shed. After looking at Alan for a while, he smiled: "This is the bastard who replaced me? It doesn't look like me at all."
"Master Bess, appearance doesn't matter, as long as the age matches. Others, Master Hearn will naturally take care of it." A guard at the side offered flattery.
The kid named Bess squatted down and made a grimace against the iron cage: "You're going to die, bastard. But it's an honor that you can go to that place instead of me."
He turned to the guard again: "I heard he is a wolf boy?"
"Yes, Captain Andy of the Black Widow said that he seems to have been raised by snow wolves."
"That's interesting, hey, can you bite?" Bess reached out and waved towards the cage a few times.
The guard hurriedly said, "Don't do that, young master."
"It's okay, he dare not..."
At the end of the young master's words, Allen suddenly rushed forward. Grab Bei Si's arm and pull it hard, breaking his arm immediately. Hearing Beth's screams like killing a pig, Allen said coldly: "I don't bite people. I only kill people!"
"Let go! Let go!"
The guard put the gun into the cage, smashed Allen open with the butt of the gun, and then dragged Bess out. Bess kept howling "I'm going to kill him", but let the two guards helplessly carry him into the main building.
Moments later, Hearne ran angrily to the shed with a rubber stick.
Allen had no food that day, and only received a series of beatings.
A week after being captured at the manor, at noon when the sun was at its strongest, an escort vehicle arrived at the manor. Hearn had been notified early and was waiting at the door under the sun. The car stopped, and a few people squeezed out from inside. One of the fat men was invited into the house by Hearne, and the other two were obviously soldiers in camouflage uniforms, tactical helmets, and automatic rifles on their backs.
There is a pattern embroidered on the chest of the soldier's camouflage uniform. The base pattern is a cross of muskets and long swords, and the pattern of a black owl wolf is in the middle. This is the sign of the "Owl Wolf" ground defense force in District 13, indicating that these people are all from the regular army.
Not long after, Hearn and the fat man came out. Hearn pointed in Alan's direction, and the fat man let out a series of laughs. He nodded and shouted to the two soldiers: "That's Bess, take him away. By the way, remember to give him a number."
And said to Hearn: "Don't worry, those great men
Only by looking at the serial number, they would not carefully investigate the origin of a kid. "
"Thank you very much," Hearn said.
Beside him, Bess, with an arm in a plaster cast, gave Allen the middle finger.
Two stout soldiers came over, and Allen looked at them indifferently. One of them took out a strange pistol from his waist and said to Allen, "For your own good, it's best to stay still."
When he reached out to grab Alan's arm, Alan snapped at the other's throat. It's just that he just moved, and suddenly his whole body trembled, and then he fell to the ground. Still unconscious, he looked at another soldier, who was holding a stun gun in his hand. He smiled at his companion, "This brat is really wild."
"Maybe he has a chance to survive." After finishing speaking, the soldier held Allen's arm, pressed the muzzle of the gun against his hand and fired.
The body of the gun shook slightly, and Allen only felt a slight numbness in his arms. When the soldier took the gun away, there was already a serial number on his arm: 666!
On this day, Allen left the manor. He was taken out of the cage by the soldiers and thrown into the escort vehicle. 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 leave the manor, pass through a canyon, pass through the vast virgin forest, and arrive at the military camp at the foot of a mountain three days later.
When the soldiers drove him out of the car, the man who numbered Allen smiled and said, "Welcome to hell."
Allen reluctantly pointed the muzzles of the two rifles and walked towards the barracks. He saw many escort vehicles parked at the gate of the barracks. After entering from the camp gate, it is a simple but wide enough square. The square is a muddy ground that has not been trimmed in any way. It seems that it has just rained. The square is very wet, and there are mud marks when you step on it. In the square, dozens of soldiers lined up, holding their rifles flat. The guns were aimed at boys and girls who were about the same age as Allen.
After the two soldiers escorted Allen into the group of teenagers, they handed over a folder to the leader of the officer. The officer was about two meters tall, and his bronzed skin was glowing with oil. Under the crooked beret was a face with a grin. An X-shaped scar on his face is daunting. This officer, who is as majestic as a gray storm ape, has the second lieutenant's logo on his shoulder straps.
He strode forward, looked at the hundred or so terrified teenagers under his nose, and said, "Welcome, you little bastards. I am Second Lieutenant Ron, and I am your god here. What do I want you to do? Even if you are asked 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 in the new death ring. At the same time, you are also Unfortunately, because in the next six months of training, only one person can walk out of the gate of this camp."
"You little bastards, you may always complain that you live on a hell-like surface. But now, I can say with certainty that your previous life was as sweet as heaven. Now, you have really come to hell!"
At the end, Second Lieutenant Ron's voice was like summer thunder, shaking all the youngsters down there dizzy.
(end of this chapter)