Conan: I'm really not a model worker at a winery

Chapter 727 Past - Blade②
"No. 78, unqualified."

"No. 261, more agile than his peers..."

"No. 333...how did this brainless kid survive two rounds?"

Underground world.

In the large circular underground arena, there are many men in black holding paper records standing beside the fence on the upper floor, and there are even several antique cameras shooting.

The faces of these men in black were not kind, even ferocious. Almost every one of them held a big cigarette, making the air in the entire underground stale.

At this time, a man in black wearing a top hat came over, "Hey, there is an interesting newcomer in the fifth field, who of you wants to go and have a look?"

A big man sneered disdainfully: "Ha! How interesting can a group of little kids be?"

A slightly thin person next to him also smiled: "Could it be the heir of some big man who was sent in to be beaten severely?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

On the stage, the people in black were standing tall and chatting happily.

Under the stage, the cubs trapped here were fighting with their own compatriots. The knives slashed across their bodies. The children wrestling with each other, corpses in disorder, and puddles of blood could not attract the attention of those above.

The man in black in the top hat just glanced down and shook his head, "No, that is indeed an interesting little thing, I heard it was picked up from Japan.

He is the only orphan with a name. "

"Isn't it normal to have a name? Which orphanage doesn't have a name?"

"Actually, most of the children brought back from Japan are homeless."

A few people felt impatient, "I said Anderberg, don't you just want us to go and have a look? It's just moaning, those who don't know think this kid is your illegitimate son."

The man in black in the top hat twitched the corners of his mouth:

"Oh, whatever you think.

But I am old, and it is time to find a successor. "

He ignored the others, and walked back to the 'field five' silently.

After some hesitation, a few people in black chose to go over to have a look.

.........

field five.

It is the same place as before, it is also a circular underground arena.

The site is divided into several 'battlefields' by iron railings.

In the center of each battlefield is a table with refined food and an hourglass.

There is only food for five people per table, and the hourglass is about to bottom out.

But there are far more than five children in each 'battlefield', and there are many older than ten.

——They are only eligible to sit at the table and enjoy the big meal only if they beat enough children within the specified time to make them lose their strength to fight back.

The Kurosawa formation is located on one of the battlefields.

It's just that he didn't participate in the children's melee.

He just leaned against the railing quietly, his body was very relaxed, only his eyes were open, and he was observing several children who were facing each other with fists and feet not far away.

Two of them are his 'roommates'.

Originally, there was another roommate of his... but unfortunately, the other party was too weak and was beaten to death during the last 'pre-dinner activity'.

"--Snapped!"

A child was knocked to the ground, not far from where Kurosawa was.

This child should be eight or nine years old, much stronger than Kurosawa.

The opponent covered his bruised nose and swollen face, glared fiercely at Kurosawa, and rushed back to join the melee.

Kurosawa watched quietly, shaking his head inwardly:

"Raising Gu... is inhumane. Can't the police find this place?"

He felt that the people in black here could sit in prison.

The hourglass runs out quickly.

There were five winners in most of the battlegrounds. They held exquisite meals, including sushi, fish steaks, salads, and cakes. They sat on the table, completely put down their guard, and ate.

The failed children could only hold their own wounds, crouch in the corner, and look at the winners with hatred...

Kurosawa is an exception.

He didn't get involved in the fight and was the cleanest in the game.

"...The best thing is to last until the next time." Kurosawa lowered his head, covering the bitterness in his eyes, "I can't go hungry anymore."

He is forcibly relying on the mechanism of 'Qi' to hang himself. Even if he does not eat or drink for a period of time, it will be fine, but after a long time, it will damage the body.

Kurosawa raised his head.

He could see a circle of men in black pointing down.

The instructor named 'Alex' who had paid attention to him before was not there, and he didn't know where he went.

"……Hey!"

A soft call brought Kurosawa's attention back.

A child stood in front of him and offered him a piece of fish and a piece of sushi.

"I don't need it." Kurosawa pushed the thing back, maintaining a cold face, "You eat it yourself, you don't need to give me alms every time."

The child still insisted on stuffing something into his arms, "You eat! Last time without you, I was beaten to death!"

The child has no name, only a '76' number.

In the previous 'war', the other party was beaten right in front of the Black Zezhen, and the other children wanted to continue fighting in front of the Black Zezhen.

At that time, when his heart softened, he pulled the other party over, and nourished the other party with a little bit of energy by the way...

Unexpectedly, the loser of the previous game became the winner of this game.

This is almost a "miracle" that is difficult to come across - because only the children who win the fight can eat food, and the children who do not eat food must not be as strong and energetic as the part that ate.

In this way, the strong get stronger and the weak get weaker...

If it goes on like this...

Kurosawa was a little afraid to think about it.

"You eat it! I don't mind, these weights are a bit too much for me." No. 76 smiled shyly, moved his slightly sprained foot, and limped away from the 'battlefield'.

Kurosawa looked at the food in his hand, and he was not hypocritical. After the two were killed, he remembered this kindness, stood up, walked through the tunnel, and returned to the prison dormitory.

……

"Is that what you mean by fun?"

The expressions of the men in black looked like they were constipated, "Anderberg, your aesthetics are really getting weirder and weirder!"

The man in black with a top hat called Anderberg pressed the brim of his hat, "Don't you think it's interesting? This is the first time I've seen such a child who doesn't participate in a single battle and can still be given alms."

"So what? This can only show that he is useless..."

"He's not a waste." Anderberger glanced at the speaker, "That kid named Heisawa Zhen was favored by Alex on the first day he came, because... he almost used the dagger under the pillow. Killed a caretaker."

The others suddenly stopped talking.

"Besides, this kid and that No. 76 both look like the kind of person who repays kindness." Anderberg took off his hat, showing pale sideburns and a sick smile, "I remember Kurosawa Array, if you only count the number, he is..."

"number 24."

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