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After drinking and eating, the boxers were all a little drunk, but Zhao Wou-ki remained sober. In fact, why didn't he want to get drunk?

Max waited for the fighters to eat and drink, and then led them to his sleeping place.

They turned several corners and finally stopped in a hall without a door.

Several lights in the hall were broken, and only a few lights hanging high on the top were still intact, emitting a dim yellow light.

Boxers all have an illusion, this warm feeling, they are not back home!The tense and depressed mood of the past few days is also relaxed at this moment.

A sense of comfort came over them, and they knew it was an illusion, but no one wanted to point it out.

In the empty hall, there are dozens of floor coverings, the floor coverings are close together, and there are only small aisles for people to walk.

After Max brought the boxers to this place, he looked at all the boxers present and said: "This is where you sleep today, sleep well! Now is the only time when you know that you can see the sunshine tomorrow. When you arrive at the Siberian training camp You don't even know yourself, whether you can see the sunshine of tomorrow."

Max's words caused everyone present to remain silent.

yes!Cherish this only time!In the Siberia training camp, no one can guarantee that they will see the sunshine of tomorrow.

"Have a good rest! Get enough energy, I'll leave early tomorrow morning." After leaving these words, Max communicated with a kind of guard, turned and left.

In fact, there was still half a sentence that Max didn't say, that is, "by this time tomorrow, I'm afraid many of you will already be gone!"

Max didn't say that he wanted the fighters to enjoy their last night in peace.

Zhao Wou-ki randomly found a floor shop and sat on the floor.

A Lun found a bed next to Zao Wou-Ki. He wanted to sit down for a while like Zao Wou-Ki, but just as he sat down, he fell down and fell asleep, muttering something, but, Zao Wou-Ki Looking at Alan's expression, he thought to himself, Alan who is in the dream at this moment must be very quiet.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Zao Wou-ki stabilized his body, began to relax, and then narrowed his eyes, this is his long-standing habit, most of the time, he maintains this posture to rest.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Zhao Wou-ki felt a cold gaze lingering on him, this gaze seemed to be turning into a knife, cutting the flesh of Zhao Wou-ki's body.

Zhao Wou-ki opened his eyes, the lights in the hall had been turned off, it was pitch black, only the deep snores of the fighters were left.

Zao Wou-ki opened his eyes for a moment, like a cold star in the darkness, instantly conspicuous.

The gaze that caught Shiai's body was also withdrawn all of a sudden.

Following his gaze, Zao Wou-ki looked, only to see a sideways figure lying on the floor with his body up and down, as if he had fallen asleep.

The corner of Zhao Wou-ki's mouth twitched, and a sneer flashed away. With Zhao Wou-ki's perception, how could he not find that the man was pretending to be asleep?

"Belken..." Zao Wou-ki murmured the name softly, he simply stopped sitting on the floor, lay down instead, and really fell asleep, and after a while, Zao Wou-ki fell asleep.

Just tonight, will anyone not sleep?

Quiet night, silent night, the night before the storm.

Max stood in front of the French windows, constantly looking in a certain direction.

tomorrow?tomorrow!

Max kept muttering, "I don't know tomorrow, what is waiting for them?"

The stars in the starry sky are gradually disappearing, and the ink color in the night sky is like the ink that has been painted in the clear water for a long time, and finally fades away and gradually disappears.

Then, it was dawn, and the blue sky was so clear that people were fascinated.

The boxers who were sleeping in the hall were awakened by a short and urgent alarm bell, and they woke up with a jolt.

Zhao Wou-ki slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of divine light and spirit.

Max's loud voice resounded in the empty hall, deafening.

Today's Max, compared to yesterday, is more vigorous and resolute.

"All up, all up, haven't you slept enough yet?"

Max walked on the aisle in the floor, shouting constantly, a long whip in his hand kept whipping on the ground, sometimes, this long whip could not help but whip on the boxers who were half asleep.

From now on, it's time for them to see what real hell is.

Max said coldly in his heart.

"Don't make me shoot you now, do you hear me?" Max noticed that some boxers were still not very sober, and made a gesture.

Suddenly, there was a sound of pulling the bolt of the gun.

This voice rang in everyone's ears.Immediately, the boxers shivered all over, bounced off the floor all of a sudden, and stood up straight.

"Very well, that's it. In the Siberia training camp, the only thing you have to do is to obey the order, absolutely obey the order, otherwise you will be waiting for a dead end, understand?" Max kept alert with his cold voice These boxers, because only in this way can they survive.

Boxers who disobey orders are of no value to the Siberian training camp, because people like them cannot become strong at all.

The purpose of the Siberian training camp is to eliminate the weak and leave the strong.

And people like them are doomed to be weak.

After all the fighters were on their feet, Max arranged for them to eat.

The boxers originally thought that what awaited them was a rich breakfast, but they didn't expect that it was completely different from last night, and today's breakfast could only be described as very ordinary.

Mountains of bread, and lukewarm water, nothing else.

No one dared to vent their dissatisfaction, because they had already sensed the tense atmosphere today, maybe, because of some trivial matters, they might be shot.

Everyone just ate in silence, chewing dry bread, drinking water, trying to fill their stomachs.

Max glanced at his watch, estimated the time, and ordered: "Everyone, stop eating and follow me."

All the boxers put down the bread in their hands, looked at each other, then lined up confusedly, followed Max, and left the hall under the watchful eyes of the guards.

As they walked, they found that the road under their feet was uphill. It seemed that they had been underground?

About 10 minutes away, everyone finally stopped.

Ahead, a thick electronic gate blocked their way forward.

Max entered the password on the electronic device next to the door, only to hear a "boom".The electronic door slowly moved upwards.

A ray of light slowly spread, first illuminating their legs, and then illuminating their entire bodies.

Finally, the entire electronic gate moved up.

What came into view was a high slope, beside the high slope, there was a large open space, and a large transport helicopter was parked there steadily.

Down the high slope, there is a cliff that cannot see the bottom.

Max pointed to the transport helicopter and said to them: "See that helicopter? You will take it now and reach the real camp of our Siberian training camp."

Max shouted loudly: "Lawrence!"

The door of the helicopter opened with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, a huge figure stepped out of the helicopter.

OMG!

All the boxers stared blankly at the tyrannosaur-like figure in front of them.

With a height of two meters, his whole body is full of muscle bumps, without a trace of fat.

With a long square face, pale yellow stubble hair, and narrowed eyes shooting fierce and fierce glances from time to time.

Sprawling from his back to his chest is a huge lifelike tattoo of a polar bear, roaring at them as if alive in the biting wind.

He is Lawrence.

The fighters felt the ground shake as soon as Lawrence stepped off the helicopter.

Lawrence walked towards them step by step, and they felt a burst of roar under their feet.

What a fierce character!

This is the first reaction in the hearts of all boxers.Looking at that person's arm, compared with the muscles that I am usually proud of, I am afraid that it is not even half of his.

Lawrence came in front of the boxers, opened his mouth wide, and the buzzing sound almost shattered everyone's eardrums.

"You bastards, what are you waiting for, go up!"

The boxers looked at Lawrence with some fear, and walked fiercely towards the helicopter.

Lawrence frowned, disgusted that their speed was too slow, raised his big foot, and kicked the ass of the last boxer.

A big stagger.

The boxer who was kicked fell to the ground. When he stood up, he gave Lawrence a resentful look.

Lawrence glanced coldly, noticed the resentment of the boxer, and smiled coldly.