My Simulated Son's Life

Chapter 20 Han Kening's Favor

Chapter 20 Han Kening's Favor (for further reading)

"vomit!"

The members of the vanguard were all fighters, not to mention a few lives in their hands, at least a few limbs were cut off.

So looking at the bloody and cruel scene on the high platform, although his face was pale, he could bear it.

How did the sisters in the white house see this battle?

They have never even seen a chicken slaughtered on weekdays, and the most blood they have seen is the part that flows out of their bodies during menstruation every month.

Seeing this situation, I couldn't bear it anymore, my face was ashen, wishing I could vomit out all the viscera in my stomach.

If they had known that this kind of scene was going on in the square, they would never come here.

Bao Xing's body was quickly carried away, and the blood on the high platform was washed away with clean water.

Witnessing Bao Xing being disembowelled at close range, the bodies of the dozen or so people behind Bao Xing were shaking like chaff, and they all lowered their heads like quails, wishing they could bury their heads in the ground.

Han Kening waved his hand indifferently.

This group of people was forced to lie down, and their pants were stripped off in full view, exposing their strong thighs and buttocks.

"Crack clack clack clack."

The thin torture stick at the mouth of the bowl fell down like raindrops.

In front of the torture rod, the fragile flesh was no different from the thin obscene clothes on the little girl, and was easily torn.

Soon, the top of the torture rod was dyed a miserable red.

The screams were endless.

Looking at the enthusiastic posture on the stage, Li Changkong thought for no reason of the hand-made beef balls he saw in his previous life.

I think after thirty sticks, the thigh meat of these people is not far behind even if it is not minced meat.

Today's scene is undoubtedly a warning to everyone present.

Draw an insurmountable red line in the hearts of the gang, and if you cross it, you will die.

"Killing chickens to scare monkeys? Hmph!"

Li Changkong sneered disdainfully in his heart, if he wanted to defect from the Dajiang Gang, he would have to make a big mess first.

"Gang rules are never allowed to be violated! Bao Xing ran away for a long time without anyone knowing about this group of idiots."

After the thirty rods were finished, Han Kening, who was waiting on the sidelines, stepped forward again and said:

"I repeat, if one person commits a crime, the whole dormitory will be implicated."

"Those who report in time will be rewarded with a body strengthening pill."

Strong Body Pill!
Everyone's eyes lit up, and their hearts became hot.

They have drank a lot of strong body soup in the vanguard, and their bodies have developed drug resistance, and the effect of the strong body soup on them has been greatly reduced.

If you only rely on exercise, you will have very little energy and blood to improve. If you want to break through the ninth rank, you can't describe it as far away.

Those in the vanguard are masters who count each day from day to day.

No one knows which day they will be hacked to death on the street, so most of them pursue hedonism.

One day counts as one day, as long as you are happy.

The salary given out is either eating, drinking or gambling.

Basically, the pockets will be empty before the end of the month.

Such people are naturally inclined to get something for nothing.

The Dajiang Gang is also happy to see its success. As long as people have desires, they will have motivation.

It is said that before gangs wanted to recruit teenagers, they would first take them to play in high-end clubs for a week, eat things they had never eaten before, and sleep with beautiful women who could not sleep before.

Then let them go back to their original life. Many people can't accept the ordinary life and choose to join the gang and become the group of people who dare to fight hard.

The same is true for the people in the Dajiang Gang. They are used to the happy life now, and most of them cannot accept to let them go back to farm and work.

Li Changkong had never put his hopes on such a lucky thing.

He only trusts his own hands.

No body soup?Just snatch it from those villains he can't see.

Even if he got the golden finger, he never relaxed his training.

There is a saying that goes well, if the neighbor stores grain and I store guns, the neighbor is my granary.

For Li Changkong, those villains are his granary.

"I hope you don't let me down."

There was an expectant smile on the corner of Li Changkong's mouth.

In the reserve team, there are Hong Zongyuan and others who specialize in seizing other people's resources, so there is no reason for them to be in the vanguard.

These people are the best stepping stones for his progress.

The crowd in the square left in twos and threes.

Those women who vomited in the dark and whose bodies were limp like a pool of mud were also picked up by the men next to them.

Looking at the wretched smile on his face, thinking about going back and forth must be full of fire.

Following Li Fulai, Li Changkong and the others walked through a row of courtyards that heard fierce applause from time to time.

They came to a courtyard that was significantly higher than the surrounding area.

This is Han Kening's residence.

Li Fulai stepped forward and knocked on the door respectfully.

"Enter."

The three pushed the door open and entered, and what they saw was a small and elegantly furnished courtyard.

The yard is about [-] square meters in size, with a small pond on the left and a rockery in the middle of the pond.

A few koi are swimming leisurely in the pond.

On the right side of the yard is a camphor tree. The yellowish-brown trunk is more than one meter thick, and the cracks in the bark are about one finger deep. It looks like an old man hanging down.

Looking up, the huge tree canopy almost covers half of the yard.

The sun shines through the yellow-green flowers and makes little spots on the ground.

As soon as the breeze blows, a refreshing fragrance hits the face.

When I looked closely, I realized that Han Kening was tall, about eight feet one inch, with a majestic appearance, broad shoulders and thin waist.

At this moment, with his hands behind his back, he looked at Li Changkong and the others calmly.

"Is something wrong?"

Han Kening spoke lightly, with a flat expression.

But as soon as he thought of how he was fighting for life and death on the school field just now, Li Fulai and Liu Yuan suddenly felt pressure doubled.

"Captain Han, we are sending Li Changkong to serve in the vanguard team under the order of Hall Master Song."

"It's not time for selection and assessment yet, is it? Why did you send the newcomer over so early? What did you do?"

"It's a small matter, it's just that someone wanted to beat me to death during the sparring, but I ended up killing me instead."

Li Changkong said lightly, as if he had slapped a fly to death.

"So brave."

A hint of appreciation flashed in Han Kening's eyes.

The more people in the rivers and lakes, the more they appreciate people with personality.

Li Fulai stepped forward in small steps, bent down and presented the letter that Xu Xiu had handed over to him.

"Learning stickiness at a glance, mastering a trace of Dajiang's artistic conception?"

When Han Kening raised his head again, his eyes towards Li Changkong were already full of fire.

He has been committed to turning the leading team into the fifth branch of the Dajiang Gang, so Han Kening has always been able to win over the talents in the leading team.

Some time ago, he recruited a player who had just broken through the ninth rank.

Now another genius appeared in front of him.

Just God help me.

Han Kening is bound to win against Li Changkong at this moment!
If he gets help from this person, he will be like a tiger with wings added.

"Joining the vanguard is going through life and death together with Paoze. Even if brother Xu doesn't confess, I will treat little brother Li like my own brother."

Han Kening suddenly smiled, and he no longer had the feeling of stern and selfless in the square just now.

On the contrary, he is as kind as an uncle next door.

(End of this chapter)

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