deformation space

……pain.

Lin Cong felt that his hand was suddenly pinched so hard by Chu Yuan that it almost seemed to be crushed.He frowned slightly, and looked sideways at Chu Yuan. He was a little surprised when he saw this.

Chu Yuan's expression...is ugly.Unsightly like never before.

The hand hurt more and more, Lin Cong finally couldn't help but hummed softly.

Chu Yuan quickly let go: "Xiao Cong... I'm sorry. I hurt you."

Lin Cong shook his head: "Senior Chu, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Yuan smiled wryly and said, "Look at that person." He pointed to No. 8 in the field.

Just now, the masked man with "10" written on his profile jumped over and fought with No. 8.

It is still a triangular thorn, but it is obvious that No. 8 holds it differently from other people. It uses the handle upside down. Although the movements of other black masked figures are simple, it can be seen that it is unique to the army. It seems to be more sinister and tricky.

Lin Cong didn't know why Chu Yuan paid attention to this person, but his attention obviously fell on this person.

Slender and tall, with long hands and long feet, his face was obscured by a mask.But Lin Cong always felt that there must be some kind of strange smile on the face covered by the mask.

It's an indescribable feeling... dangerous.quite dangerous.

Gradually, following the actions of that person, Lin Cong began to notice something was wrong.

Why does it seem...very familiar?

It's not the appearance, but the aura that exudes, which makes people feel as if they have seen it somewhere.

Seeing that Lin Cong was watching intently, Chu Yuan lowered his gaze, lowered his head and said softly, "Xiao Cong, did you recognize him?"

I recognized it...

Lin Cong raised his head slightly: "...Chu Lian?"

Chu Yuan nodded: "Yes, that's him."

The two people who were still fighting in the arena moved faster and faster, and their figures became more and more blurred, gradually becoming invisible to the naked eye.Lin Cong's eyesight is sharp, but he can barely tell the difference.

This time he knew that this person was Chu Lian, so he couldn't help but observe more carefully.

Lin Cong tried hard to recall what Chu Lian looked like when he met Chu Lian in the past...and found that it was completely different from this.Then—he remembered what Chu Yuan had told him about Chu Lian's dual personality problem, and suddenly understood, and began to think about Chu Lian's second personality, which he had only met once...

really.

There is no need for Lin Cong to search for his impressions from his memory, because at that moment, a strong malice rushed to his face - with excitement and some kind of distorted ecstasy.

Lin Cong found out, but he didn't have time to move.

Even if he has embarked on the path of cultivation, the current Lin Cong is only in the stage of entraining Qi. Compared with ordinary people, his five senses are more sensitive at most, but he is actually just an ordinary person.

So, he clearly saw a person attacking him, but he couldn't dodge at all.He could only watch helplessly as the sharp triangular thorn aimed at his own heart. Chu Yuan was startled, and reflexively pulled Lin Cong aside, but No. 8's movement was too fast, and Chu Yuan only had time. Pulling Lin Cong's body sideways avoided the vital point of the heart, but still exposed the shoulder socket to the triangular thorn.

Lin Cong lost his balance and was about to be stabbed, but another arm appeared in front of him—not even holding any weapon.Lin Cong could see clearly that the hand bent two fingers into a hook shape, and hit the visitor's wrist fiercely.

The visitor's hand softened, and the triangular thorn fell to the ground, making a crisp "ding".

Seeing that Lin Cong was out of danger, Chu Yuan's high-slung heart was suddenly relieved.Only then did he realize that it was his cold-hearted father, Chu Tian, ​​who saved Lin Cong.

Lin Cong took a step back and saw Chu Tian lift his foot and kick sideways, which hit No. 8's waist. No. 8 was like a kite with a broken string, backed up seven or eight meters, and hit a metal pillar on the side.

No. 8 covered his stomach, vomited a mouthful of blood, and couldn't get up for a long time.

There were several white coats who appeared and disappeared, trying to carry No. 8 away, but Qin Ao waved at them and let them leave.

Chu Tian walked over and stepped on No. 8's hand: "What are you doing?"

No. 8 said hoarsely: "No, just try his skills."

Chu Tian let go of his feet: "Go to confinement by yourself, fifteen days."

Number 8 paused: "Understood."

After Chu Tian finished speaking, two men wearing silver masks suddenly appeared in the corner, each of them grabbed one of No. 8's arms and walked away very quickly.

Chu Tian nodded towards Lin Cong: "What happened just now was my negligence."

Lin Cong shook his head: "Thank you Uncle Chu for saving me."

Chu Yuan looked at Chu Tian, ​​with anger in his eyes for the first time: "...Why did you let him out?"

Chu Tian looked back calmly: "Follow me."

Chu Yuan took Lin Cong's hand and wanted to go forward, but Qin Ao behind him smiled and said, "Let me entertain Lin Cong, I haven't introduced Lin Cong properly here yet."

What Qin Ao said must also be what Chu Tian meant.

Chu Yuan clenched his fingers: "...Xiao Cong, be careful." He and Lin Cong looked at each other with a certain determination in their eyes.

Lin Cong understood what he meant and nodded, "I won't get hurt."

Chu Yuan felt relieved and followed Chu Tian away.

Qin Ao smiled naturally: "Student Lin, there are many places to see, may I go for a walk with you?"

Lin Cong didn't know what his idea was, but he was indeed interested in this place, so he agreed: "Okay."

In the next hour, Qin Ao led Lin Cong through this place, and came to a hall made of metal, with several alloy gates, all of which were tightly locked.

Qin Ao was unequivocal, showing Lin Cong one by one.It all looks normal on the outside, but there is something strange on the inside.

For example, there are various shooting ranges where people wearing metal masks of different colors practice shooting.Lin Cong saw with his own eyes the various types of guns and pills piled up next to the shooting range. Just looking at them is shocking.In addition, there is also a training place for cold weapons. For the first time, Lin Cong has seen all eighteen kinds of weapons in ancient times, all of which are proficient. Even the heaviest copper hammer is like nothing in the hands of those masked men.Not to mention those who purely temper their bodies and study martial arts, they have melted the essence of the country over the years and turned it into the simplest military boxing that is only popular inside... and so on.Although it is still dominated by thermal weapons, it is clear that the country's many years of tradition will never be lost.

As Lin Cong watched, he also sighed in his heart.

Regardless of how Chu Tian treats Chu Yuan, this training center that belongs to him is indeed very extraordinary.

After looking through all of them, of course there were a few hidden secret doors, so Qin Ao skipped them directly.Lin Cong also didn't mean to get to the bottom of it. He had seen enough things today, and he wasn't interested in anything more, and he shouldn't know.

In the end, they went around and went back to the place where they left, the two-story, huge competition place.

But this time, before getting close, Lin Cong smelled a strong smell of blood.

He couldn't help but look down, only to realize that the one confronting the masked man this time was not another masked man, but a beast.

A ferocious beast with scarlet eyes and a salivating mouth.

Masked Man No. 42, against Mutant Mastiff No. 28.

No. 42 clenched the three-edged thorn tightly, rushed straight to the side of the mastiff, and stabbed the three-edged thorn to the mastiff's eyes with his backhand.He missed, but scratched the mastiff's lower eyelid, and at the same time irritated the mastiff.

The mastiff turned its head, bit the arm of No. 42, brushed dangerously past his sleeve, turned around with its whole body, grabbed No. 42 with its front paws, rolled and dodged, and just slipped into the mastiff's arm. Belly, hold up the triangular thorn and swipe it hard!The mastiff let out a scream, and fell to the side. Before dying, it did not forget to shake its head suddenly, and finally tore off a small piece of No. 42's flesh!

The whole process took less than ten seconds, but it was thrilling and made people sweat a lot.

After watching this scene, Lin Cong realized that he had just held his breath.

Someone came up and dragged away the body of the mastiff, followed by someone who dragged a pulley and brought up a huge brown bear.The eyes were also red, and immediately after, a masked figure jumped onto the stage, number 37.Apparently it was time for the next fight.

Lin Cong frowned.

Obviously this isn't the first time this has happened.So after practicing for so long, how many animals have died... And... Lin Cong looked at the brown bear, and he knew that some animals were clearly prohibited by the state from hunting and required to be protected.

Why... know the law and break the law?