Chapter 27: loser

"Not the best, I hope you regret it." Mike said coldly, while shaking his right hand, he drew a butterfly knife from his sleeve. He flexed the blade with his fingers, looked at Allen ill-intentionally and said, "How about using this thing to scratch your face?"
Alan looked at him coldly, without words. This silence made Mike feel a humiliation, and the other's disdainful expression made Mike's nerves burn. His chest rises and falls sharply, and he exhales a hot breath from his mouth. Before twisting his body, he drew a knife to Alan's cheek, he was going to tear this beautiful face into pieces!
Yan Hong's pupils dilated slightly, and Mike's movements slowed down in Allen's eyes, and several pictures could even be broken down. He saw the direction of the sword clearly, and suddenly reached out with one hand, gripping the butterfly knife like iron tongs.
Mike was startled, only to feel that the blade had plunged into a crack in the stone and could not be pulled out for a while. Although Alan's palm was cut by the sharp blade, the expression on his face was terribly calm. The other hand stretched out, and the arm that circled Mike's holding knife suddenly shook. Under the action of Yuan Li, this shock moved up the arm, finally shaking Mike's hand to dislocation.
Mike couldn't hold the butterfly knife anymore, and when he looked at Allen in surprise, he swept his face with a punch, and the world suddenly turned upside down. After spinning around in midair, he fell heavily to the ground. I felt bitter in my mouth, and a smell of rust permeated. It turned out that the lips had been chafed and bleeding, and the blood ignited Mike's anger. When he wanted to get up, the butterfly knife that suddenly fell in Allen's hand slammed down and plunged deeply into his palm.
"Ah..." Mike opened his mouth in pain.
A palm pressed his mouth tightly, and Allen pressed his whole body. Covered Mike's mouth with one hand, and clenched the other hand into a fist, hitting his stomach heavily. With this fist, Mike couldn't help but arched his body, his stomach twitched violently, and there was something he wanted to vomit, but Alan's hand pressed against his mouth was blocked tightly.
Mike dislocated one hand and nailed the knife to the ground with the other hand, unable to move for a while. Allen is like a machine without emotion, repeating the movements of raising his arms and dropping his fists mechanically with his fists. Time after time, hit Mike's abdomen with constant speed and strength. The dull sound of percussion rang in the fighting zone, as well as in the ears of every onlooker.
Their faces became extremely pale, and two of them had already trembling in their calves and almost fell to the ground.
At the other end of the training hall, the elevator door opened and Lucy and Emily walked out of it. Emily took Lucy and said, "Leave Alan alone today and accompany me in reaction training."
Lucy looked at her strangely: "Emily, what's wrong with you today. Since just now, I have not been allowed to come to the training hall, and now I want to accompany you."
"This non-death ring is about to begin. I want to work hard to become stronger."
"Don't worry." Lucy patted her on the shoulder and said, "Sister will protect you then."
At this time, a scream suddenly sounded from the fighting zone, and someone screamed: "Come on, kill! Kill!"
Emily's face changed when she heard this voice, but Lucy was already running in that direction. The fighting area had been surrounded by the people who came after hearing the news. Lucy separated the crowd and squeezed in, smashing away the few teenagers who had been watching before, and saw Alan stand up. He slowly turned around, blood on his face and body, but he finally opened his mouth and sprayed with blood.
Looking at the ground again, Mike remained motionless, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.
"Ellen, this is..." Lucy's eyes widened.
Allen moved his lips stiffly and said, "He did it first."
At this time, a team of guards squeezed in. Behind the guards was still the security chief of the building, Smith. Seeing Alan and Mike, Smith shook his head: "What's the matter?"
A boy next to him recovered and screamed: "It's Alan, it's him..."
Before he finished speaking, Smith swept over with a palm and knocked him to the ground. The security director took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands and said, "I didn't ask you. You said, Alan."
Allen said briefly what happened, and Smith nodded and said, "You can go."
He said to the guard again: "Throw this waste into the medical room."
Ellen walked over to Lucy and wanted to say something. Lucy said first: "No need to say anything, I believe you."
Then looking at Emily who was following her, Lucy said solemnly: "Emily, you have been pestering me to prevent me from seeing Ellen because of this? So that Mike can attack Ellen?"
"Lucy, I..." Emily shook her head and said, "Mike told me that he just wanted to teach Alan a lesson. I really don't know..."
"Enough!" Lucy looked at the girl and sighed: "Mike does that, but you can do that too."
"let's go."
The girl pulled Allen, and the two got out of the fighting zone. When leaving, Alan accidentally saw someone.
Ans.
He stood quietly, thoughtful. As if perceiving Ai Hua's gaze, he looked back, smiled reluctantly, and then bowed his head and left.
As soon as he returned to his room, Ans hadn't sat down yet, but Smith came. The security chief turned around, then smiled and said, "Mr. Ans, there is something very interesting. Guess what we found in Mr. Mike's room. Ha, a physical strengthening potion."
"Yes... is it?" An Siqiang calmly said, "So what?"
"I checked the list of recent rewards. Under Mr. Mike's list, there was no record of the distribution of potentiation potions. Then something interesting came..." Smith walked behind Ans and said, "You should I don’t know, in order to avoid making mistakes. Usually the reward list is down, we all have to make some small marks on the prizes. We found that mark on Mike’s potion. Strangely, this mark shows that all the potions are strengthened. It should be you."
"Then can you tell me, Mr. Ans, why did your potion run into Mike's room?"
"Perhaps... maybe he stole it." Ans tried his best to squeeze this sentence out of his mouth.
"Really? Then I sincerely hope that the representative of the Alexander family will believe you." Smith walked to the door and stopped at the door. He turned around and said to Ans: "You are very smart, really. Smart people don't usually do it by themselves, but you are not clean enough. And I think that something like Mike is not worthy of a strengthening potion."
After Smith left, Ans discovered that his back had been wet with sweat.
In the afternoon, Alexander's representative came. As soon as I walked in, I asked: "Why do you do this?"
"Because he and Lucy are too close." This time, Ans didn't intend to lie at all.
"Oh, you wasted the Alexander family's kindness to you just because of a woman?"
"No, sir." Ans raised his head and looked into the representative's eyes. "Before Mr. Maine paid attention to me, Alan and Lucy occupied the top two rankings. They are extraordinary, sir. And, they seem to have been. Became friends. These two people pose a great threat to me, so I wanted to dispose of Allen before the game. This is out of strategic considerations."
After listening, the representative closed his eyes for a short while and said: "I believe you, your judgment is also correct. Unfortunately, you still failed. Failure is failure. There is no excuse. Mr. Main hates losers, and the Alexander family has no excuses. There is also a system of punishment in order to let the losers remember the lesson."
Ans gritted his teeth: "I understand, sir, please punish me."
"Very well, think you have failed for the first time, so you should be given a lighter punishment. Remember, you don't have a second chance."
After the representative left, a man wearing sunglasses and a suit walked in. He opened a black suitcase and took out a shiny whip from it.
That night, Ans had to lie down on the bed, and ten clear blood stains were left on his back. And, the shame that cannot be released.
"I'll give it back twice, Alan." Ans said word by word while lying on the bed.
Two days passed in a flash, and finally, it was the day when the death ring began.
Allen had already got up at 5 o'clock in the morning that day. He carefully put on the individual light armor awarded by the committee. The light armor is very close to the body. Even if he wears the clothes prepared by the organizer for each teenager, it will not affect the activity~ EbookFREE.me~ After putting on his clothes, Allen picked up the Kuang Tu who was standing in the corner and walked out of the bedroom quietly. To his surprise, Hughton, which is rarely seen in the morning, stood in front of the lobby window early this morning, looking at the city that was waking up outside the window.
"Why, do you plan to come and leave without saying goodbye? How could I have been your mentor for a month, and didn't even say goodbye?" Hughton turned around. Today, it is rare for him to carry a wine bottle and his clothes are neatly dressed. Except that the eyes were still glowing with red threads as always, they looked no different from normal people.
"Mr. Hughton, thank you for your guidance this month." Allen said seriously: "If I can survive, I will invite you to have a good drink."
"I like this sentence." Hughton grinned and said, "Hurry up, you have to remember this while there is still some time."
Watch him dig out a note from his pocket with densely written words on it. Allen took it curiously and asked, "What is this?"
"The method of hitting the first imprisonment barrier, to be honest, can not be the best. I have tried to reduce the impact of this method on the heart, but if you use it in the death ring, it may bring you additional danger. No matter what, please remember it first. After reading it, remember to burn this thing." Hughton murmured: "The power of imprisonment is not a good thing. I don't want to get involved with this troublesome thing. "
Although he said so, Allen was grateful for him. Taking the note, with his memory, he quickly engraved every word on the paper in his mind. After reading it, Allen burned the note.
Seeing that the note turned gray, Hughton nodded and said, "Let's go, I'll accompany you to the meeting point. Tonysfu should be there."
He squeezed Alan's shoulder hard, and Hughton said seriously: "Try to survive, kid."