Feng Jue World: The Fifth Miss of the Genius Xiang Shi

Chapter 168 Thirteen Days of the Human Realm

Although Du Gongzi couldn't see the expression behind the mask, Du Gongzi was very familiar with those eyes full of hatred.

Suddenly, Du Gongzi seemed to see his own shadow.

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"Master, teach me the best martial arts, I want to kill someone!"

A little boy knelt on the cold floor, looking up at an incomparably stalwart man.

The man seemed to be satisfied with a smile, touched the stick, and there was an evil look in his eyes.

"Killing, very good, I picked you up to train you to become the world's top killers!"

The little boy shuddered and buried his head deep between his knees.

"I won't raise you for nothing. I will still throw away useless waste. You will understand in a few days!"

The man's words made the little boy feel deeply terrified. He had just escaped from hunger and would never be abandoned again.

"Ding"

A wooden sign was thrown to the ground, and the man was gone.

The little boy ran over and couldn't wait to pick it up. There were only three numbers "Two Wulu" engraved on it. He didn't know what it meant, so the little boy just put it in his arms tightly.

……

"Did you hear me, I said that I want to kill people, you must teach me the strongest martial arts!"

The iron-masked woman remained steadfast and spoke very seriously.

Du Gongzi looked at the other party very seriously and slowly said:

"A murderer must be prepared to be killed! Why do you need to go this way?"

The iron-masked woman nodded with certainty without any hesitation.

"Okay, I'll teach you how to use poison when my injury is better."

Du Gongzi slowly closed his eyes after saying this, and the woman in the iron mask also came out of the room. The room suddenly became quiet, and he could hear the cricket's cries, and Du Gongzi's thoughts suddenly returned to the past. ...

The little boy was placed in a prison-like room with six small beds and several children like himself lying on the bed, but these children looked at him with unkind eyes.The little boy accepted this very frankly, and found an unoccupied bed and lay down. If compared with hunger, there is food here, and this is heaven for him.
"Brother, are you new here too? What's your number?"

A childish voice sounded beside the little boy, and the little boy raised his head to find a girl who was slightly younger than him sitting next to him, looking at him very carefully with his little head raised.

"I... you mean this?"

The little boy grabbed the wooden sign in his hand and showed it.

"250 No. 97, I'm No. [-], let's make friends!"

The little girl said it happily, and the little boy accepted it very happily. It seems that the friend already has friends.

"Friends? Do you still want to have friends when you come here?"

An abrupt voice sounded, it was the boy on the upper bunk, he was bigger than the average child, and his voice was relatively rough.

The little boy and the little girl immediately fell silent, waiting for the big man to speak.

"This is hell, the hell used to train qualified killers. The previous No. 97 and No. 250 No. [-] just died the day before yesterday. Their bodies were thrown into the rubble, and they must have been taken away by wild wolves!"

The big boy paused for a moment, as if expressing the sadness in his heart, and then continued talking.
"Our organization is called 'Thirteen Heavens of the Human World'. It is the strongest killer organization today. And we are all orphans who have been selected. In three years, at most three years, [-]% of our people must die. Only the real Killers survive."

The big boy's words made the little boy feel like falling into an ice cellar, and there really is no free lunch in the world.

"He was wrong. It should be that out of the nine hundred and ninety-nine people, only 99 people can survive at most!"

A child who was sleeping suddenly interjected.

(End of this chapter)