At this moment, a man walked out from the middle area, holding a plate with a lid on it. He walked to a half-man-high column on the side of the middle area, placed the plate on the column, opened the lid, and revealed the contents of the plate.
A roast chicken.
A juicy, shiny and delicious roast chicken.
For these children who have been hungry for many days or even for a long time, this is a rare delicacy. It makes their eyes light up and they want to grab the food at all costs!
"It's still the same old rule. The winner can eat the roast chicken." The man said, and closed the lid under the shining eyes of many children around him. After arousing their appetite and the desire to snatch it, he did not let them even smell the aroma of the roast chicken.
"ah!"
As soon as that person's voice fell, several children in the small dark room area suddenly started fighting. The sound of fists hitting each other was accompanied by roars and screams. The chaos and noise sounded around...
Some of the children in the cages huddled together and retreated, looking at it with fear in their eyes. In some cages, there was only one child standing at the front of the area, and the children behind him seemed to be a little afraid and did not dare to come forward.
Hao'er pursed his lips and watched quietly, watching the children trample, bite and tear each other apart, fighting with all the methods they thought they could win.
Finally, the iron door in front of each area opened, and only the winning child came out of each area. Of course, they won in their area, but they still had to fight with the children in other areas.
"Let's start!" said the man standing at the column. As soon as his voice fell, seven or eight children suddenly fell into a melee. There were no special moves in their fight, only the fighting methods they had figured out on their own. However, there were one or two exceptions.
Finally, a short boy who looked only eight or nine years old defeated the others. Even though he won, he was covered in bruises and blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth. However, he just walked forward step by step and came to the man: "Roast chicken, mine."
"Yes, it's yours." The man smiled, touched his head, and handed him the roast chicken on the plate.
A panting little boy looked at the uncovered roast chicken, swallowed his saliva, and suddenly rushed forward to grab the roast chicken. However, at the moment he rushed forward, a sword energy suddenly attacked and split him in half...
"ah… "
For a moment, screams of fear and panic-stricken voices rang out along with the children's voices. There was fear and horror in those voices. However, the screams of fear only lasted for a while before they quickly died down.
Because the children covered their mouths with their hands, afraid that they would scream out loud. They shrank back, their eyes looking in horror at the person on the ground who was split in half.
One moment, he was alive, the next, he was dead.
Moreover, he died so tragically...
Hao'er clenched his head tightly, anger burning in his heart. He gritted his teeth tightly, fearing that he would not be able to control himself and do something impulsive.