Anti-terrorism

When Xu Hang woke up, Fang Zhou was still sitting on the stool in front of the desk.He hugged his knees and buried his head between his legs, as if he was resting. He seemed to like to curl himself up into a ball. Xu Hang had seen this posture for the second time.

Glancing at his watch, there were four or ten minutes before the opening, and he woke up 10 minutes earlier.Xu Hang didn't intend to disturb Fang Zhou's rest, and prepared to go back to the arena alone, but he didn't expect that just as he opened the door lightly, the boy suddenly raised his head and woke up.He looked like he had just woken up from sleep, looked at his watch, then got up while rubbing his eyes and walked to Xu Hang's side.

"There's 10 more minutes of sleep."

Xu Hang looked at his still wet eyelashes, thinking that the eyes washed by physiological tears are really clear and beautiful, but the red corners of the eyes are not very reasonable, how can you sleep with red eyes?

"It's okay, I've already rested."

"Then let's go." Fang Zhou covered his mouth and yawned. He opened the door and pulled the sweater hat over his head. After walking a few steps, he took out the mask from his pocket and put it on.

Xu Hang watched the boy's back from behind and followed his pace.His intuition told him that this child did not seem to be targeting him. Maybe the two of them had no obvious conflict of interest, and they were just performing their own functions in the organization.He didn't know how a teenager would come to serve a terrorist organization, didn't he have parents?

For the first time, I became curious about this young man's personal problems. He doesn't seem to be under control. He should be a high-ranking person inside. I don't know if he has been infected with the virus... The organization is really a crazy place.

Xu Hang thought about this in his heart, and soon arrived at the lounge next to the arena. Sen En was already sitting beside him waiting. He saw Xu Hang coming and said hello, and then started talking with Fang Zhou about some things.

After saying a few words, Sen En nodded, then beckoned someone to bring something over, and walked to Xu Hang by himself.

"It's good that the stimulant can play a role. It's unknown whether there will be any side effects, but it should not be serious. Let's give it a try first. If it needs to be used, it can be used several times in the future. Go get the blood bag, make sure the blood can be supplied."

"Won't you break the rules?"

Sen En approached Xu Hang, his eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Here, no rules are rules. They will try their best to kill you, so you must not be soft-hearted. No matter how bad your fight is, no one will say anything about you. Everyone will only look more and more vigorously."

Fang Zhou turned his back to them and didn't know what he was doing, but when Sen En spoke, he turned around and looked at Xu Hang, as if he wanted to confirm something from his answer.Xu Hang's eyes sank, then he nodded.

"I see."

The boy's eyes also froze.

In the afternoon session, Xu Hang injected stimulants before playing, and drank 400ml of blood at the same time. Compared with the last time, the dose of this injection was nothing short of trivial.Xu Hang took off his coat, and the faintly pulsing muscles and sharp fighting intent on his body transformed into a murderous aura, which was unstoppable.

Mr. Sheep was sitting in the VIP seat, watching Xu Hang's every move with blue eyes fascinated under his hood, and tapped his fingers slowly on the suit pants.

The opponent who was the first to enter the field put his posture, and wanted to be provocative at first, but before everyone could react, Xu Hang was no longer where he was, and his rapid running made him seem to disappear in an instant.Before the man had time to look around, his jaw was caught. He stared at Xu Hang for a second, and then felt an unprecedented pain in his temple. He hadn't tried his best yet. , the sound of the cranium breaking had already reached the eardrums extremely clearly.

He...lost?

The little ring on Xu Hang's hand was hooked with pieces of meat. Before the narrator had time to finish speaking, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the night of death in the afternoon... Another thug on the field had already turned into a corpse .

There was a calming time of more than ten seconds on the court. Mr. Sheep let out a long breath, his blue eyes narrowed, with an unknown smile.

The man's body was carried down, Xu Hang raised his head, twisted his neck, and made a clicking sound.

"Cancel the break, next one."

Xu Hang's eyes were very cold, standing on the spot like a god of killing, Sen En was also a little scared for a while, he knew that Xu Hang was very powerful, and he was also injected with stimulants, countless factors and coincidences created this humanoid weapon in front of him, Perhaps this will become a myth circulating in the arena, and Xu Hang... is now creating this myth.

The people on the field roared excitedly, hormones, sweat smell, and shouts, all pieced together the most primitive picture.

Xu Yilin trembled a little. He hopelessly recalled the man who would smile at him gently and instruct him to do stupid things two years ago. He suddenly felt that this was harsher and even harsher.

The next opponent was brought up. This was almost a one-sided massacre. His fists were splashed with blood and minced flesh. Xu Hang was wounded several times in the endless entanglement, but the wounds that healed quickly with the naked eye made the opponent even more serious. Feel panic.

The afternoon fight, which was originally planned to take at least an hour and a half, ended within 10 minutes. Xu Hang had several hard wounds on his body, and the limbs that should have suffered great pain were awakened by the stimulant. approaching madness.

Xu Hang's eyes were bloodshot, he raised his middle fingers with both hands high, and walked around the center of the field, his indifferent eyes seemed to be mocking that the people who had just entered the field were all rubbish.

This is the arrogance of provoking the world, and the stimulant undoubtedly played a very strong urging effect. If it was Xu Hang under normal conditions, he would never make such a move.

The side effect of the stimulant is to over-stimulate Xu Hang's fighting consciousness, which can easily cause him to lose control of his mind.

Xu Yilin concluded silently, but his eyes were glued to the man on the field who was high in fighting spirit and released male hormones indifferently.Frankly speaking, this atmosphere really fascinated him, even his aggressive factor was aroused, and his strong desire to conquer could hardly be suppressed.

dad.

The word "father" brought his thoughts back to the original place, and the corners of the boy's eyes were slightly curved, with a little pride.

Beautifully done.

After the afternoon round, the reputation of the Lone Wolf was immediately swayed. It had been a long time since such a situation happened in the arena.This is not good for the business of the arena. If the support rate of the other party is too low, the organizer can only press the money to keep the balance. Sen En is the financial backer behind Xu Hang, and he will undoubtedly earn the most among them. .

The stimulant in Xu Hang's body has passed, and he is lying down and sleeping in the lounge.Sen En was dragged out by Xu Yilin, Sen En was still immersed in the excitement of waiting to count the money, naturally he was in a very good mood, and his tone of speech was very friendly.

"what happened?"

"Will the constant doping make him lose his mind?"

"Wow, I think...it seems very possible." Sen En exaggeratedly opened his mouth wide, raised the corners of his eyes, watched the boy's face getting darker and darker, and finally suppressed the urge to laugh.

"In my opinion, even if Xu Hang doesn't use stimulants, he will be fine. You are too nervous."

"But his life must be guaranteed. You know, he can't die." Xu Yilin gritted his teeth and stared at Sen En. The persistence in his eyes continued to spread, like a pool of deep water whose calm had been broken.

"Son, he really didn't die that easily. Why on earth can't you trust him completely? He's a lone wolf, a killer that the organization has worked so hard to keep, a man who can be feared just by saying his name." Sen En put his hand on Xu Yilin's shoulder with a solemn expression, and made him face up to the strength of his words with his scorching gaze.

"I'm not joking with you. The more you worry about this matter, the more likely it is to happen. Fortunately, you are the only one who is worried now. If everyone in the arena cares as much as you do, then I can't make any money from Lone Wolf." For a moment, Sen En patted Xu Yilin's shoulder and walked away.

Xu Yilin stared sideways at Sen'en's back, frowned, blinked his sore eyes from keeping them open for too long, turned and opened the door of the lounge.

Xu Yilin leaned against the door and looked at the man resting on the bed. After a moment of silence, he suddenly reached out and scratched his hair, and then put his hand into the pocket of the sweater, never taking his eyes off the man.

Maybe you should trust Dad, after all, Dad is so powerful, he has always been a strong man, stronger than anyone he has ever met.

Xu Yilin took a deep breath, pulled his hands out of his pockets and hugged his chest with a little headache, what exactly did Vincent want to do on the third night?What the hell is this pervert thinking?

Feeling restless in his heart, he lowered his head and rubbed his temples, looking through his hair, Xu Yilin saw Xu Hang's fingers extending all the way to his wrists, arms, neck, and side face.

The surrounding light is dim, but there is faint refraction of the evening light outside the window, which casts a layer of light on the objects in the room. This scene is very similar to a picture he has hidden deep in his heart. For the first time, he found himself in love with his father. At that time, it was also such a beautiful and suffocating dusk.

Xu Yilin's heart sank, and his sharpened vision suddenly became extremely soft.

Before the evening show started, the visitors arranged the scene, and the viewing seats were full of dining tables, apparently intending to have an ingenious dinner.

The zenith in the hall is opened, and you can see the starry sky when you look up. Floor lamps are installed beside the arena, which is enough to ensure that the situation on the arena can be seen clearly, while there is only faint light on the other side of the stand. The people at the table You can't even see the other person's face clearly.

Under the starry sky and low light, the dining environment gives people a very emotional and artistic atmosphere, so elegant that it is hard to believe that this place is actually a bloody and brutal arena.

"The time now is... 10:[-]. The first show of the evening show will start in [-] minutes. Everyone, please enjoy the appetizers we presented first. The gluttonous feast is about to debut."

The voice of the host came from the loudspeaker, and after the speech, the live band played elegant music.In this atmosphere, no one would have guessed that what was about to happen would be so morally deviant, and the people gathered here seemed like a group of real beasts in the skins of upper-class roles.

"Toast to you, Mr. Sheep." An Qi's mouth outlines an enchanting smile, and the shiny lipstick looks like a mysterious and lustrous ruby ​​under the weak light.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The man in the dark didn't wear a sheep's hood. He picked up a transparent crystal goblet, and the waiter poured wine into it, and then lightly touched Angel's wine glass, which didn't look obtrusive in the noisy black.

Angie's hair was cut short to the length of her ears, dyed an unassuming red, and under her fair and elegant neck was a well-cut little dress. Many people chose to watch it at night, because compared to the rude During the day, now is the real night of the dead.

"How about it? After watching it for a day, how was the gladiatorial fight during the day?"

"Perfect." The man in the dark applauded approvingly, An Qi smiled, and leaned comfortably on the chair.

"As expected of a loyal fan, even if I'm so bored during the day, I even chase after him."

"With a lone wolf around, how can you be bored?"

"Yeah, he's a lone wolf, he can always excite you." An Qi smiled, with a drawn-out sound.

"One day we'll have fun."

The man closed his eyes, as if reminiscing about something, An Qi shook the wine glass, looked at the red lip marks on the rim of the glass, and smiled without saying a word.