I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

The door opposite suddenly opened, causing the light in the room to suddenly shine as bright as day.

The soles of black leather shoes stepped on the floor, and the sound of footsteps 'click, click...' could be heard.

The man walked towards the little girl step by step.

The little girl was kneeling on the ground, her body motionless. His face was cold and his eyes were indifferent.

The man stretched out his hand, held the little woman's chin directly, raised her head, and asked her to look at him.

Even though the light was very bright and kept shining on the little girl's eyes, she only blinked slightly.

It felt as if light had little stimulating effect on her.

"It takes a thousand days to raise an army, but it only takes a moment. You have never failed in the tasks given to you before. Why did you fail this time?"

The man's big hands pinched the little girl's face hard, and the tender cheeks were slightly deformed by him.

She was neither humble nor arrogant, neither crying nor fussy, and her face remained indifferent. It was like a soulless body, left to his mercy.

"Are you not used to the local environment of Bin City?" The man's voice was cold and hoarse. Like a ghost crawling out of hell, ethereal and evil.

"In that case, then go and accept the punishment." He finally let go of his hand holding the little girl's face.

The little girl's head hung down, in a parallel position. His indifferent eyes were still looking straight ahead.

The man's footsteps gradually became distant and finally disappeared into the room.

Opposite the room is an electronically controlled partition wall. When the door is closed, the white wall suddenly rises.

The little girl put down the black iron rod in her hand, then put her black backpack on the ground, stood up and walked towards the house opposite.

Eighteen bronze figures slowly rise from the ground in the room. Each bronze figure holds a yellow stick in its hand. The bronze figure will switch according to the advanced mechanism configured on the computer to fight with the people who enter the room.

Every fight is different, and the more times they fight, the faster and stronger the moves Tongren uses.

This is a special training ground for the little girl, and it is her daily homework.

The moves used by the bronze men will be accurately remembered in her brain, but the next time they enter here, their moves have changed.

What she memorized in her memory was completely useless. She fought against these eighteen bronze medalists, as if she was training against new opponents every day, and it was impossible to guard against them.

The little girl instinctively stood in the middle of the eighteen bronze figures and stepped on the circle. This was the switch that turned on the training mode.

Suddenly, the eighteen bronze men faced her with yellow sticks in their hands. They moved quickly, and eighteen sticks rained down on her.

She used her own strength to deal with eighteen bronze men.

She'll get tired, but they won't.

Her reactions will gradually slow down, but they will only be faster, not slower.

She must react as quickly as possible, resist sensitively and quickly, and try her best to find flaws.

Otherwise, she will be beaten even worse as she gets to the back.

Nearly an hour later, she was already so tired that her face was flushed, sweating profusely, and her breathing was not smooth.

The little girl's clenched fists were filled with blood.

The exposed skin of the short-sleeved T-shirt and short jeans had scars of various sizes.

However, even so, her young cheeks still showed a coldness that was not for her age, and her dark eyes were as cold as ever.

She fought back again and again, looking for flaws in the mechanism among the eighteen bronze figures.

I persisted for more than an hour...

At this time, when the bronze man on the left hit her with a stick. She also flew up and saw the opportunity.

He kicked the bronze man next to him and jumped up with help, staring at the bronze man with a sinister look. Then the elbow worked hard and broke the wooden stick in its hand into two pieces.

Among the eighteen bronze men, only one held a wooden stick. She only completed the training after finding it and breaking it.

At this time, all the remaining seventeen bronze men stopped.

The little girl landed on her feet and knelt on one knee. She balanced her body on the ground with her hands, barely holding herself up from falling.

She had no chance to breathe. Immediately afterwards, the eighteen bronze men were divided into two rows. Standing on her left and right sides respectively, he quickly moved towards her.

Although she had broken today's training, the real punishment had just begun.

Whenever she makes a mistake, this punishment is necessary.

She stood up suddenly, stretched out her hands to both sides habitually, and supported the bronze man's chest.

He also stepped forward with his feet, touching the feet of the bronze man at the front to prevent them from squeezing his body.

She was forced to stand there, clenching her teeth and frowning, forming a big glyph. It struggled to support the left and right sides, with a total of eighteen bronze men squeezing the force.

The bangs in front of her forehead were wet with sweat, and her hair was condensed into strands. The excess sweat formed beads of sweat and slid down her cheeks.

There was an expression of pain on her cold face, and her slightly red cheeks clearly bore the scars of being beaten by the bronze man.

Because his teeth were bitten so hard, a cherry red blood stain slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Not only that, but also the injuries on his arms and legs. Wherever the skin was broken, blood oozed out from her exerting too much force.

She supported silently, and as time passed, her body gradually began to tremble.

About an hour and a half later, the cold voice of the man from before echoed in the room.

"Remember today's punishment, and never guess wrong again in the future."

When the man's voice disappears,

The Eighteen Bronze Men retreated, returned to their original point, and shrank back into the mechanism.

The little girl's body trembled severely, her limbs hung down weakly, and finally she fell to the ground out of strength.

Calmness returned to the room, and the ground formed the same appearance as an ordinary floor.

The little girl was lying on the ground, looking at the ceiling with cold eyes, her eyes blank.

Her body would not move, if not for the sound of her breathing echoing in the air. The beating frequency of her heart on her chest was enough to prove that she was still alive.

Perhaps no one would believe that a child who had endured such devilish training and punishment could still survive.

Chenju.

It was dawn, and Shi Xiyue, who was still sleeping, had a nightmare.

In her dream, she dreamed that her five children were snatched away by a scary-looking man.

She fought against the man, but she couldn't beat him. The poor five little guys were caught in the hands of the devil-like man and tore them apart hard.

The living child was torn into pieces by him.

"No... don't, let go of my son..." Shi Xiyue screamed in horror, but she couldn't make a sound, and she felt as if her throat was being pinched.

Sheng Xichen, who had not slept well all night, had just entered a deep sleep when he was suddenly awakened by the little woman next to him.

"Don't hurt him, please..."

"Shi Xiyue." Sheng Xichen called her, but she didn't respond. "Xi Yue, what's wrong with you?"

He quickly turned over and sat up, turning on the light in the bedroom to check.

Shi Xiyue's face was covered in cold sweat, her hands were clenching the quilt tightly, and she was still whimpering in pain.

Is she having a nightmare?

"Wake up..." He pushed her body and called softly.

"Ah..." Shi Xiyue was awakened by the nightmare and sat up.

"Hmm." The little woman's forehead hit Sheng Xichen's nose, causing him to cover his nose in pain and groan.

She choked the saliva in her throat to calm herself down.

When she turned around, she saw Sheng Xinchen's face. Sheng Xinchen was staring at her with displeasure, blaming her for hurting his nose.

And in her dream, that cruel man's face finally became Sheng Xinchen's. And his eyes were still as fierce as he was at this moment.

"I'll kill you!" Shi Xiyue suddenly pushed Sheng Xichen down on the bed and pinched his neck with both hands...