Dawn.

At last the belated mercenaries had arrived.

  "Damn, why this guy? His name is Pickpocket, last week I even drank with him! Pickpocket is a butcher store owner, probably the store was running low on ingredients again, and came out at night to find a few meat hogs to replenish." Mad Dog swept a glance at the corpse, although it is an old acquaintance, but there is no pity, like looking at a dead mouse that broke into the house: "Your kid encountered this kind of thing on the first night is also unlucky enough, to know that the death of a small meat pig in the hands of pickpockets, there are not a hundred but also eighty."

  Meat store owner?

  It turned out to be the abominable human flesh peddler!

  You can't just find them in the wilderness or in a campground!

  "But then again, although this guy is a waste, he's not wasted to this extent!" Mad Dog looked at Cloud Eagle with an inexplicable gaze, "Why aren't you the one who died?"

  What the fuck kind of words are these?

  It's as if the one who died should be me!

  Although the cloud eagle is very angry but the things that happen on the body, he is never dare to say it, so it is vaguely cover up the past.

  "Pretend to sleep sneak attack one hit killed?" Mad Dog thought carefully about it and thought it was reasonable, probably this waste on the ground was too gullible, "Next time hang a bell on the door or make a simple trap, this kind of thing happens every day in the Black Flag campsite, this time luck, it's hard to guarantee that the next time is also lucky."

  He finished and was about to leave.

  "Wait!"

"What about this body?"

  "What do you want to do with your booty, sell it to the black market or keep it for yourself, I suggest that the head hangs outside the door, the skinned head should still be a bit of a deterrent, so that you can sleep at night in the future to be a bit cleaner, as for the rest of the parts of the body ...... you know, this guy spent his whole life picking the skin of other people to eat other people's meat. Now it's time to taste the flavor of being pickpocketed and being eaten."

  It is easy to say.

  Cloud Eagle had already revealed a disgusted expression.

  "What a rookie!" Mad Dog disdainfully pooh-poohed, "Look at your wimpy face, I expect you don't have the guts to eat human flesh, send it to Mantis or give it to Ula, they'll both like the gift. Well, next time you come across a little thing like this deal with it yourself and don't bother me again, damn, waste of time!"

  As Mad Dog cursed and walked to the door, he suddenly turned back and said, "Come to the training grounds at noon, there's work to be done!"

  Yun Ying cursed this damn mad dog ten times in his heart!

  But what needs to be dealt with still needs to be dealt with, Cloud Eagle felt hairy in his heart when he thought of Ula staring at his drooling demeanor, in that case it's better to send it to Mantis, of the three mercenary captains it seems that Mantis is the only one who looks more normal.

  First, leave the clothes knife, the future may still be useful.

  Cloud Eagle dragged the body to leave the residence, the people along the way did not react half-heartedly, did not even look at more than one glance, such extreme indifference, but made Cloud Eagle relaxed a little.

  Mantis had a large house that he lived in alone.

  It was almost the largest in the entire mercenary corps.

  Yun Ying could not help but feel a little curious in his heart, Mantis seemed to be out of the mission, so why did he have such a high status in the mercenary team? When walking into Mantis with his doubts, both of Cloud Eagle's eyes suddenly glazed over as the sight he saw in front of him made him even suspect that he was in the wrong place.

  Where was the place where people lived?

  It was simply a slaughterhouse!

  Five or six corpses were laid out inside, some with their hands sawed off, some with their feet sawed off, and some with their skulls opened. Mantis, wearing a pair of gloves, was in front of a disemboweled corpse, pounding away at something with two sharp scalpels, and within a few moments, a bloody organ was taken out.

  Cloud Eagle looked at the heart hairy, no wonder this guy called Mantis.

  He called out stiffly, "Team ...... captain!"

  Ignoring him.

  Mantis looked closely at the dirty organ in his hand, identifying the odd mutated tissue on it, and using his knife to cut the mutated tissue off a little bit, putting it inside a small glass jar.

  All around the wooden racks were arranged with large jars, in which a large number of human organs were immersed, and some of them were immersed with strange plant roots, among which there was even a strange eyeball, which made people feel creepy.

  What to do?

  It's not a good idea to leave, and it's not a good idea not to leave.

  Cloud Eagle really didn't like to stay in this kind of place for half a second longer.

  "Fresh?" After Mantis finished with the mutated tissue, his icy gaze glanced at the corpse, but never looked at Cloud Eagle from the beginning to the end, "Put it up."

Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings.

  He cleared a platform.

  Cloud Eagle hurriedly lifted the corpse and put it up, "Can I go now?"

  Mantis ignored him again and examined the body slightly, and his rich experience in human anatomy told him that this was clearly an agility-type evolved person. What was an agility-type evolution? It means that the motor nerves, reflex nerves, and all of them have become highly sensitive, and accompanied by a certain degree of physical strengthening.

  This type of person's reflexes, explosive power, and speed were all very strong.

  Mantis himself was a high-level agility evolver.

  This person was not highly evolved, yet it was not something an ordinary person could deal with.

  Mantis raised his head and looked at Cloud Eagle, who stood next to him like a log, and asked coldly, "Did you kill him?"

  "Uh, yes, I killed ......" Cloud Eagle was Mantis gaze look at the heart hairy, he hastily put the words that he said to Mad Dog, and briefly repeated to Mantis again, "Because of good luck to pick up a life. "

  "Is that so?"

  Mantis calm eyes as if he could see everything, Yellow Springs mercenaries three captains inside, this Mantis to Yun Ying feel especially profound.

  Cloud Eagle swallowed his saliva: "That ...... there is nothing, I leave first."

  "Stay." Mantis was concise and unwilling to say a word more, he threw a scalpel to Yun Ying, "Dissect him."

  Cloudhawk suspected he had heard wrong.

  A person who grew up in the wilderness wouldn't be able to fear dead bodies, it was just that dissecting them with his own hands was still hard to accept, he didn't know what was wrong with Mantis, what was the point of dissecting these corpses anyway?

  Mantis icy cold murderous aura filled the air.

  Cloud Hawk felt a strong sense of crisis, this sense of crisis is simply suffocating, with the night to deal with this hunter in front of him is different, the mantis to bring him the feeling, is the kind of invincible.

  Cloud Hawk even suspect that once he refused this request, the words have not been able to say, mantis hand scalpel, can instantly cut his throat.

  "Good!"

  Cloud Eagle picked up the knife, and tweezers and other tools, according to Mantis instructions corpse belly cut down. Mantis just like a piece of ice sculpture stood beside, with a short and flat voice to instruct, let Yun Ying by the way to recognize once again the human body structure, probably to facilitate the future call it.

  A few hours later.

  Cloudhawk rushed out of Mantis's studio like he was running for his life.

  This morning had been nothing short of torture for him!

  Damn, crazy, perverted, devil in human skin, vomit ......

  Cloud Eagle recoiled intensely and took a few minutes to slow down, finally realizing one thing, none of these three captains were sane.

  Not good, almost forgot, Mad Dog still has a mission.

  Mad Dog's temper is very tyrannical, those who make him feel bad will have their legs broken in minutes, Cloud Eagle didn't dare to slack off and immediately ran to the training ground. This is the place where the mercenaries usually practice, Yun Ying just walked in and heard Ula's wild barking.

  This beast was chained to the gate, its ugly and glowing fierce eyes glaring at the teenager, its bloody mouth was surrounded by bloody traces as if it had not been long since it had just fed.

  "What took you so long?" Mad Dog's eyes were very irritated, and then he shouted to the few mercenaries practicing their instruments in the playground, "Okay, come here, all of you, your chaperones are here!"

  Chaperone!

  What do you mean?

  "You guys listen, this kid is a recovery type evolution, but the fire is not yet high, be careful with your hands, it's not good to kill or maim." Mad Dog had absolutely no intention of explaining to Cloud Eagle and directly pointed out a mercenary, "Cook, you go first!"

  This mercenary called Cook is a bear-like stout man, immediately full of excitement came out, up and down the cloud eagle a glance: "Boss, you guys are really talented, know that we play sandbags is very boring, to find such a human sandbags, will be moving will be screaming live people to fight up to be addictive!"

  Yun Ying already had an ominous premonition.

  Mad Dog said impatiently, "Cut the fucking crap, it's starting!"

  Cloud Eagle hurriedly spoke, "Wait ......"

  Cook lunged with an elbow strike, and Cloud Eagle was knocked to the ground, immediately feeling dizzy as if he had been knocked out of a porcelain vase.

  "Fuck me!" Mad Dog cursed, his face full of scars twisted together, spitting and roaring, "Have you ever been so fucking wasted? Stand up!"

  "Stand up, stand up!"

  The other mercenaries yelled back!

  Cloud Eagle finally understands what human sandbag means, he also finally understands the real purpose of Cunning Fox bringing him back, he's been tricked again by this insidious damn fat man!

  Cook comes over with a flying kick.

  Cloud Eagle violently dodged sideways.

  Mad Dog's gaze slightly condensed, Huh, strange, how did this kid react so fast?

  Mad Dog puzzled eyes cast, Cloud Eagle also found that have last night's experience, his reflexes and strength seems to have increased, this may be the stone to bring about changes, now can not be known by these people. When Cook next a knee crash over, Yunying did not dodge, just use his hands to block a little.

  Bang!

  He was toppled out like a sandbag.

  Mad Dog spat a thick mouthful of spit on the ground and shook his head with great disdain.

  Cook continuously punched for ten minutes, Cloud Eagle did not counterattack a bit, using his hands to block the vitals, the mercenaries were surprised, this kid looked thin and weak, did not expect such a strong body, no matter how much he was hit, he could still get up.

  "Cook, your movements are too slow and your power delivery is irregular, a power evolver, yet you fight like a pussy! What a fucking waste!" Mad Dog nonchalantly cursed a few times, "Fuck off, next!"

  Cook muttered a few words, although he is not as perverted as Mad Dog, but a punch down to break a few bones, or easily can do, not use full force is not afraid to break the new rookie?

  Cloud Hawk was viciously ravaged for most of the afternoon.

  Finally the mercenary practice is over.

  Cloud Eagle received today's bread, when Cunning Fox looked at the nose and face swollen Cloud Eagle, smiled and came up to pat his shoulder: "good, you really did not let me down, this body is strong enough, give you more half a piece of bread, continue to work hard tomorrow. By the way, at night to teach you to repair, assemble and maintain weapons, feeding Ula work is also yours, in the future these are your tasks."

  Cloudhawk was now very regretful.

  This dead fat cunning fox's nickname really wasn't for nothing, pitting people without even blinking, first treating Yun Ying as a meat chicken, and now treating him as a human sandbag, what else can this asshole not do? If he had known that coming to the camp was going to end up like this, Cloud Eagle would have preferred to go wandering in the wilderness.

  "There seems to be a lot of dissatisfaction in your eyes." Cunning Fox held a cigarette in his mouth and said to him in a serious tone, "Young man, taking a beating is also a kind of exercise, any evolver will continue to evolve, strength evolvers practice more strength, agility evolvers practice more agility, control evolvers practice more maneuvering, and don't you recovery types only practice recovery? Letting you get beaten is to value you, letting you suffer is to hone you, cherish the opportunity, I will take you out on a mission when I have the chance, it's a deal!"

  You still expect me to believe you?

  Why don't you go to hell!

  Cloud Hawk hated to punch that fat face.

  On a mission? Out of the ass! The last time I still harmed me not bad enough, even if the real take out the mission, most likely is not good intentions!

  Cloud Eagle grabbed the bread and left without saying a word.

  Cunning Fox smiled and watched him walk away, exhaling a smoke ring from his mouth, "The little guy is a little bloodthirsty, hahaha!"

  When night fell, Cloud Eagle, covered in motor oil and with a scratch on his back left by Ula, finally returned to his place. He realized that the room full of blood has not been cleaned, and now has solidified on the ground, the air still emits this pungent odor.

  Cloud Eagle was tired and hungry, and had no time to clean up, collapsed on the bed, covered his head and slept.