Chapter 2650 The agent brakes the gods and goes to **** (Fanwai: The growth history of agents 7)

   Soon, organized people dragged away 018's body, dragged 018's body to feed the big wolf dog.

  When the people here die, their bodies will be dragged away to feed the great wolfhounds.

  This is the organization telling them that if they don’t want to be dragged away to feed the big wolf dogs after death, they must survive in the strongest way.

  Even if you don’t hesitate to kill the friends you value most.

at all costs!

  006 was silent for many days.

  At the age of six, she didn't know what death meant. She only knew that 018 would never show up again, and no one would give her food in the middle of the night and hug her with her warm arms.

  ...

  Six years later.

  006 is twelve years old.

  The group of people who killed 018 was all killed by 056, a boy who often met with 018. 006 later learned the code name of 056-Crazy Dragon.

  After the death of 018, 006's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. She can learn the most accurate killer moves in the fastest time, and can kill the opponent in the fastest time.

  A new batch of children are recruited in the organization every year, and then the surviving children who originally joined the organization will play a survival of the fittest game with the newly recruited children.

  Today, there are thousands of children, and only 50 survived.

  And 006 is one of them.

  "Today will be your big day. If you want to go home, your wish will be fulfilled today!" J backed his hands and looked at the fifty people who had eliminated all the weak and survived over the years, squinting and smiling.

  After laughing, J clapped his hands amidst the excitement of a group of people.

  Immediately someone took the remaining fifty people and sent them into a large iron cage.

   "Well, children, you can choose any weapon in front of you.

  "After you get the weapon, you can use the weapon in your hand to kill anyone you see!

   "Because of this game, there will only be three people who can survive to the end!"

  J's words, fluttered into the ears of fifty people who walked into the iron cage.

  Large fight!

  Fifty people, holding the weapons in their hands, kill them when they see them!

  The three who survived until the end can get out of the island!

  This is a game, but also a battle between life and death.

  They may be able to survive in the organization for a few years. Whether they may come to the end depends on today's decisive battle!

   "What! Can only live three people!? Then we have no way to survive! Then our efforts over the years are in vain!"

  Someone heard J's words, his face changed drastically, and he looked at J in this way and expressed his dissatisfaction.

   "It's not fair! I have no friends! They form a gang! If you besiege me with your friends! Then I am not bound to die!" Someone immediately expressed their thoughts aloud.

  J is listening carefully to everyone’s complaints.

   Then he showed a harmless smile:

   "Unfair? Are you complaining?"

  J's words fell, his face suddenly became stubborn, and then he smiled:

   "If you don't have weapons, go to death now!"

  J's words fell, and thirty snipers immediately appeared at high altitudes everywhere.

  Thirty snipers pointed their sniper rifles at the fifty people in this large iron cage from different angles.

  As long as they don’t obey, they will die!

  When there were fifty people in the iron cage, most of them complained.

  006 walked to this pile of weapons, selected a butterfly knife from it, turned around and sprinted forward two steps, smashing the butterfly knife and stabbing three companions who hesitated to do it!

   "嗤嗤嗤!"

  Blood, splash!

  095 also quickly grabbed a long knife from a bunch of weapons and joined this life-and-death game.

  This battle is more speedy! The decision is life and death!

  Whoever is one second slow is dead!

  When a group of other people were chirping, complaining about unfairness, or whispering to someone to discuss how to deal with people together, 006 had already held the butterfly knife and killed a series of companions!

  In this scene, there is no process, only in the life and death of the result, only those who are quick, accurate, and ruthless have the chance to live to the last!

  When the large iron cage was surrounded by corpses, and only three people were standing on the pile of corpses holding their weapons and breathing, J stretched out his hand, clapped, and spoke to the three:

  "Congratulations on being the last king and joining the Darksoul Organization. Tomorrow someone will send you to sign a five-year agreement. After working for the organization for five years, you will be free."

  ...

  Southeast Asia, Myanmar.

  The group of people who sent a group of children into the organization, after gaining a fortune, stayed with beautiful women day and night.

  At this moment, in a large bar.

  "How many brothers, have you heard of it? The Dark Souls organization has recently released three killer agents. They are amazingly powerful and have swept a large number of international figures. Do you think there will be the group of children we sent in?"

   "How could it be such a coincidence, hey!"

   "What if there is any? What if you come to find our brothers to seek revenge?"

   "How is it possible? How old are those children? Don't remember the looks of our brothers! This joke is not funny at all!"

  ...

  In the bar, a short and chubby Burmese man holds the chest of a beautiful woman with an indifferent look.

  But just after a few of them had finished speaking, the door was suddenly opened.

   But only a twelve-year-old girl with scattered hair and a dark atmosphere all over her body appeared in front of everyone.

   "Where is the little girl, go go, go out!" The Burmese man saw this, showing a look of disgust.

But just after his words fell, a butterfly knife flew out of the girl's hand and cut off the head of the Burmese man. The person stepped forward and stepped on the head of the killed Burmese man with one foot. One foot kicked the butterfly knife from the ground, held the flung butterfly knife in his hand, raised his eyes, and the killing intent reflected in the pair of sharp eyes made all the Burmese men present suddenly startled:

   "Dark Soul Organization, Agent Shashen, one of the group of children you sent into the organization seven years ago, you, it's time to go to hell."

  (End of this chapter)