future master in modern

The cruelty that is about to happen makes one unable to bear to look at it even more.

There are not a few people who are nervous, not just boxers in the cage, but boxers outside the cage are also very nervous.Because everything that is about to happen in front of them is likely to be a replica of their future fate.

As soon as the four boxers entered the cage, the wolfhounds sprang up as if they had been dosed with stimulants, staring at the group of uninvited guests who entered the cage.

Naturally, there is no need to mention the nervousness of the boxers. After all, anyone who faces such a group of wolf dogs whose viciousness is not far from real wolves will feel frightened.

No one took the initiative to attack. Their wish was so simple that it was pathetic. They hoped that the wolves would not attack them, so that they could survive the 10 minutes.

It's a pity that the facts will never let them get what they want. The more they don't want to attack this group of wolf dogs, the more they press on.

Seeing the bloodthirsty look in the eyes of these wolf dogs became more and more intense, the whimpering sound from their mouths became more and more obvious.

Everyone in this group of boxers began to feel insecure, and they all put up their postures, ready to meet the stormy attack from this group of wolf dogs.

Life or death, two outcomes, a dilemma!

Taking the initiative to attack, in addition to mastering a little initiative, it only speeds up one's own death.

Defense, although the danger is a little less, but once the pack of wolf dogs attack recklessly, they are still a dead end.

How to do?

Dilemma...

They chose to keep.

Shou, lingering.

They are like a group of defeated generals, guarding the last territory,

Although, there was only such a small area left in their last territory, and outside of these places, it was all the territory of the wolf dogs.

They wanted to defend, so the wolfhounds naturally chose to attack. I don't know which wolfhound launched the attack first.

The wolfhound barked and rushed up, aiming at the boxer's neck.

It is just a pioneer to explore the way. Although it is fierce, the boxers are not without the power to fight back.

The boxer who had been targeted turned sideways.Dodging the sharp blow, he strangled the wolfhound's neck with one hand.

With a "plop", the boxer took the wolfhound that was strangled by him, and slammed it on the ground. "Hehe." The boxer panted and laughed happily.

However, when he raised his head, he realized something was wrong.

The remaining three boxers looked at him coldly with sad eyes.

Boxer panicked and looked up.

God!The rest of the wolfhounds stared at him with green eyes. In the eyes of those wolfhounds, Boxer seemed to see himself turned into a large piece of bloody flesh. "Not good!" When the boxer had this thought in his heart, he didn't think it was too late.

At least five wolfhounds jumped on it!

Their mouths were bloody, with saliva on their sharp teeth.

With a howl, he rushed towards the boxer.

He panicked, kicked up and opened his arms, blocking in front of him.

Immediately, there was a piercing pain.

The boxer's facial muscles twitched, and his entire face was distorted in pain.

He took a closer look, and saw that a large piece of flesh had been torn off by a wolfhound on his right arm.

Blood, dripping on the ground like money.

Immediately afterwards, both legs also hurt.

The boxer could barely walk.

With his shoulders heavy, he subconsciously looked back...

Kacha~

Boxer's eyes widened, and his throat gurgled.

The sharp teeth of a wolfhound dug hard into his throat.

Blood flowed from his neck, and in a blink of an eye his entire chest was dyed red.

"Plop" sound.

He opened his eyes and fell down.

died?

died!

Of the five boxers in the first group, one died outside the cage, and another was killed by the wolfhound inside the cage.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three of them left.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, those wolfhounds became even more restless, their eyes flushed red with blood.

It's over.This is the common aspiration of all.

It was very quiet, except for the low whimpers of the wolfhounds.

"Roar!"

I don't know if it was the wolf dog that started first, and the other wolf dogs rushed forward frantically under its lead.

The fighters had a premonition of death, and there seemed to be a lingering smell of blood on the tip of their noses.

呯···呯···呯

The gunshots rang out and the fighters opened their eyes.

Into the eyes, a pile of dog corpses, some wolf dogs are still howling and struggling.

But soon, the wolfhounds lost their breath.

Outside the cage, a group of guards were holding guns emitting green smoke, watching the scene inside the cage with cold eyes.

"Open the door." Max ordered.

With a bang, the door opened.

The first group of three boxers walked out of the cage, feeling as if they had passed away. Although they had only been in for 10 minutes, it felt like half a century to them.

I don't know whether to be lucky or sad for the rest of my life after the catastrophe.

The three people who survived were silent and stood tightly to one side.

"Congratulations, you survived for 5 minutes and survived." Max didn't know what kind of smile was on his face.

"You, will be the first fighters to see the Siberia training camp, now all you have to do is wait."

No boxer is happy, and he has to face this cruel test before entering the Siberian training camp.

So, wait until you actually enter the Siberian training camp?What will greet them.

The guards entered the cage and began to sweep the corpses out of the cage.

When passing by Zhao Wuji, the corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth raised, absorbing all the living souls.

Although these living souls are so few that they are insignificant, mosquitoes are meat even though they are small. If you accumulate them carefully, one day they will accumulate to a critical point.

A cart was driven over, and several cages were installed in the cart, and the cages were full of wolf dogs, but the wolf dogs are not very vicious now.

A guard brought a sprayer and sprayed an unknown liquid into the cage.

The liquid was like a stimulant, and the originally quiet wolfhounds immediately became restless and howled fiercely like wolves. They clawed from the gap in the cage, waving wildly, and their eyes gradually became bloodshot. Become a blood red.

The scalps of the boxers were numb, and they were dealing with doped wolfhounds.

The guards put the cage next to a small door half a person's height on one side of the big cage.

With a bang, the guard opened the gate.

In just an instant, the wolfhound in the cage slammed into the huge cage.

"Second batch!"

The voice of Max's acknowledgment of ruthlessness sounded again.

A second batch of five fighters came out of line, and the guards opened the doors to the cages.

This time without waiting for Max to count, they entered the cage on their own initiative.

No one dared to attack first, because the person who attacked first would definitely die a miserable death.

They also choose to defend.

Wolfhounds are as cautious and cunning as wolves, even now they seem to be on a high.

Max sneered and waved his hand.

A guard stepped forward, across the cage, and increased the amount of spray spray again.

The boxers in the cage turned pale when they saw it.

"It's not fair!" they yelled.

Max was expressionless, and just said: "Continue to increase the injection volume."

The boxers shut their mouths all of a sudden, not daring to say anything more.

The boxers outside the cage didn't look good either.

After increasing the amount of spray, the wolfhounds became fierce and rushed forward after howling.

Caught off guard, the wolfhounds' attack was so fierce.

In a panic, the boxers dispersed, and the door opened wide.

This is exactly what Wolfdog wanted.

Facing the boxers who were still defending, the Wolfhound clearly had the upper hand.

The initiative is in their hands.Boxers now seem to be lambs to be slaughtered.

Boxers are still courting death.

Three or four wolfhounds stared at a Boxer.launched a violent attack,

Boxers usually only block a few times before being bitten on the neck.

One died, two died...

In the end, the three remaining fighters just protected their necks, hands, and arms, and were bitten to pieces by the sharp teeth of the wolfhounds.

"time up!"

Max's voice was like a fairy, which made them feel so beautiful.

They didn't listen and urged Max to shoot quickly with their eyes.

Max narrowed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, raised his hand slowly, and then put it down abruptly.

The boxers in the cage were relieved.

"Finally going to shoot..."

呯···呯····呯

Gunshots sounded as promised.