Yu Shao's favorite bride

Chapter 382

Two shots were heard.

Guo Sheng carried him back to watch again. He watched helplessly as his parents' bodies sank into the bottom of the sea. In an instant, a five-year-old child fell from heaven to hell.

Guo Sheng took him back to the base.

It was a place where there was no sunshine all year round. No matter where you went, you could smell the damp, dark, and eerie smell of blood. The children here were not children, but a group of wolves, a group of wolves waiting to grow up. Beast!

And the base is the cage that traps them and cultivates them.

From that day on, Yu Zun no longer knew what tears were.

He followed Guo Sheng, and when he passed a place, he heard someone playing the piano.

What kind of purgatory is this?

In a large room, instead of living in it, it is full of children who are about the same age as boys.

Each person's place is less than one square meter. If they want to sleep, they can only curl up, and the surrounding area is filled with the smell of blood and damp death.

From this day on, he has a new name called 1402.

The cold ground sticks to the face, there is no warm bedding and pillows, and each person has a quilt.

The boy curled up tightly, half of the quilt was under his body, and the other half wrapped around his shivering body.He didn't dare to close his eyes, his mind was filled with images of his father and mother sinking to the bottom of the sea when the rope was broken.

Dad said that mother's hair is the most beautiful, but the last thing he saw was her hair floating on the sea and gradually sinking.

He wants to go back, he wants to find grandpa, he doesn't want to stay in this frightening place.

The surrounding area is quiet and silent, only the sound of delicate breathing.

The boy was exhausted, his shoulders tightened and he fell asleep unconsciously.

"Bang bang—"

At six o'clock on time, a piercing bell rang, breaking people's eardrums.

The boy woke up suddenly, and saw that all the children around him lifted their quilts and got up. He got up after him and found that the children beside him hadn't moved.

"Hey, wake up." The boy called out.

The other party still didn't move, only a small head was exposed under the small quilt.

The children lined up and went out one by one. Guo Sheng stood at the door with a long whip. Seeing that the boy hadn't moved, he walked forward, "Get out!"

The boy raised his head, he remembered this bad guy, he clenched his hands into fists, Guo Sheng saw this, he pushed his shoulder hard with his big palm.After all, the boy was not his opponent, so he fell down in an instant and fell on the child next to him.

With such a great force, the opponent still didn't respond at all.

Guo Sheng squatted down and pulled the quilt off the child.

When the boy saw that horrible face up close, he was so frightened as if he was hit by a thunderstorm, he didn't scream, but just widened his black and round eyes, he was panting, his fair face was almost gray.

Guo Sheng grabbed the boy's neck with his left hand and pressed him down. He and the child's face were so close that they were about to touch, "What are you afraid of? Let me tell you, only the strong can survive here, and he is If you are not strong enough, you will be torn apart by your companions!"

There was fear in the boy's eyes. Could it be that the child was killed last night, but he slept next to him, but he didn't notice it at all.

He shook his head in horror.

Guo Sheng let go of his hand, "Go out."

Guo Sheng stood up first, and shouted to the outside, "Someone, drag him out." Guo Sheng kicked the corpse next to him, walked over, grabbed the boy's clothes by the neck and pulled them out.

The boy was taken to the training ground again.

The iron cages were locked behind each other, and Huan was fighting inside.

Some children came early, probably because they were assimilated by this cruel and bloody training. There were not only screams in the underground training ground, but also the excited shouts of the victors.

They are still children, but they can understand that only by winning can their lives be better.

Guo Sheng stood at the door and pushed the boy in front of him.

Seeing that he was not moving, Guo Sheng simply picked him up and walked over the stone steps. When he reached the last step, he stopped, because there was sea water below, which would stain his feet.

He threw it casually, and the boy fell into the smelly seawater, choking several times.

Another man standing in front of the iron cage walked over, and without waiting for him to breathe, he directly carried the boy and stuffed him into a nearby cage.

"953, get up!"

The child inside is about the same height as him, and he is only six years old this year.

953 wiped his mouth, there were blood stains on the back of his hands, he had only won one battle, as long as he beat the boy on the opposite side again, he would be able to go out safely today.

The boy leaned against the iron railing and did not move.

His mother taught him not to do anything to other children. Only when he is being bullied can he protect himself.

"Come on, come on!" 953 assumed an attacking posture.

The boy put his hands behind his back, clenched into fists.

He is the one with the best grades in the taekwondo class, and the teacher often praises him for his quick movements and quick reactions.

Seeing that they were not moving, the man standing outside whipped an iron whip, and the iron cage made a trembling sound. 953 knew the rules here, and if he stood still, he would definitely be beaten severely.

He raised his fist and swung it towards him. The boy dodged sideways, turned a few steps against the railing, and came to the position where 953 was standing just now.

After all, 953 has not yet received professional training, and he has won many battles by relying on brute force. He hit the railing with a punch, jumped up and down in pain, and kept wailing.

Guo Sheng ordered someone to move a chair.

He simply sat down and watched with great interest.

He was right, the boy was a good material.

But he still doesn't take the initiative to attack. After a few back and forth, 953 leaned against the railing and gasped for breath, while the boy clenched his fists and huddled in the corner of the cage.

Seeing no progress, Guo Sheng pushed his chair away and got up.

The boots stepped into the sewage, and the water was above his ankles. He walked up to the iron cage, "Aren't you going to fight back? Is it like being beaten to death?"

"I don't want to fight." The boy's voice was clear and powerful.

"Haha—" the few people standing outside the cage laughed loudly, "Did you hear what he said? Don't want to fight? Haha—"

(End of this chapter)