Dirty and winding streets, strange pedestrians, all kinds of disgusting garbage floating in the wind, crumbling high-rise buildings, and man-eating gastrea animals that appear from time to time.
From Beicheng District to Xicheng District, it is the difference from heaven to hell.
Xicheng District, which is chaotic and no one wants to go there, is the best place to avoid search.
The search personnel sent secretly by various forces intentionally or unintentionally ignored this place because of the danger.
The abandoned house chosen by No. 3 was surrounded by various dilapidated buildings. No one lived nearby, so it was very safe.
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When No. 3 first entered it, he saw a thick layer of dust accumulated inside, clearly indicating that no one had been there for a long time, and then he sat down on the ground with peace of mind.
No. 3 was sitting on the ground in a state of embarrassment, his face was pale and bloodless, he was breathing heavily, and there was a strong smell of blood coming from his body.
The clothes No. 3 wore were all stained red with blood, and even the place where he sat down is now blood red.
No. 3 was shot six times in total, two in the abdomen, two in the chest, one in the left leg, and one that almost hit the vital part.
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No. 3 looked at the many wounds on his body, frowned slightly, took out the only remaining sharp throwing knife from his waist, and aimed it at the deep blood hole made by the bullet in his left leg, causing A wound that keeps bleeding.
He stabbed hard and accurately, the cold and sharp flying knife penetrated into the flesh, and forcefully picked out the bullet casing that was deeply embedded in the bone.
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"Poof!" The splashed blood was picked out together with the bullet casings, spraying blood everywhere around the wall.
The flying knife penetrated deep into the flesh, pulled the bones, and picked out the bullet casing. No. 3 gritted his teeth and did not make a sound, as if this body was not his.
No. 3 took a few deep breaths and aimed the sharp knife at his abdomen. The wounds left by the bullets and the two bullet casings deeply embedded in the thick flesh of his abdomen were neither easy to find nor easy to find. pick.
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No. 3 hesitated for a moment, then held the flying knife tightly in his right hand and stabbed it into the flesh again, cutting downwards with force, leaving a long wound.
Dark red blood continued to gush out from the wound. No. 3 held back the pain and used his left hand to enlarge the wound, revealing a large piece of white flesh underneath.
The flying knife held in his right hand went in, and after hooking a bullet shell, he pushed it back hard.
"Ding!" The first bullet that was deeply embedded in the abdomen was picked out and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Another bullet embedded in the abdomen was also picked out using the same method. The remaining three bullets were all shot in extremely dangerous places. It took No. 3 a long time to carefully pick them out.
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Although No. 3 endured the pain of picking at flesh and bones from beginning to end and did not even utter a sound, his face became increasingly pale and weak due to excessive blood loss.
After picking out all the bullets, No. 3 tore the blood-stained shirt into countless strips of cloth and stretched it hard on all the injured parts, thus stopping the bleeding wounds.
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After dealing with several gunshot wounds on his body, No. 3 had no strength to do anything else, so he could only lie down on the dirty ground and rest quietly.
As time went by, the sky gradually became darker.
And No. 3 had just gone through a brutal fight. Due to both mental and physical exhaustion, he couldn't help but feel the waves of sleepiness coming from his body, and lay on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
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The Black Dragon Group spent a lot of money in order to cultivate perfect agent killers who were ruthless and ruthless, who had to complete their missions at all costs, who walked in the darkness and killed people cleanly without leaving any flaws, and who also had high loyalty to their own organizations. thoughts.
First, young homeless children were captured from various cities and placed on an uninhabited island for intensive training.
The children fought with each other from the beginning to the end to survive and become members of the organization. The killing never ended, and they did not trust each other.
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Betrayal and sneak attacks, cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness, killing and death are always around. No one knows who will die tomorrow.
In this case, you have to keep one eye closed when sleeping, and you don't dare to truly relax and fall asleep. The slightest disturbance will wake you up.
Those who cannot do this will have long since died in cruel competition and killing.
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The luckiest thing that happened to No. 3 in the training camp was that he had Instructor Hanren as his teacher.
Instructor Hanren handed over everything he knew to No. 3, whether it was sword skills, fighting, or the skill of flying knives under the box and years of experience in using strength, he selflessly taught it to No. 3.
No. 3 was able to survive the brutal struggle, in addition to genetic factors, to a large extent because of the rich experience received by the Cold Blade instructor.
Therefore, the relationship between No. 3 and Instructor Hanren is almost like that of a father and son, even more so than an ordinary father and son.
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For more than ten years, No. 3, who had never truly relaxed or had a good night's sleep, finally had a good night's sleep today.
If it hadn't been for the excessive blood loss and the severe pain just now, which caused the body to be unable to bear the automatic warning, No. 3 would have been unable to resist the sleepiness for various reasons and fell into a deep sleep.
After genetic modification, No. 3 possesses some physical characteristics and genetic fragments of gastrula, although it cannot be said to be a normal human in the true sense, and there is also the risk of going berserk.
But the benefits gained from successful actual insurance are also huge.
For No. 3, even if he suffered injuries that would be fatal to ordinary people, he would not die easily.
On the contrary, they will survive by relying on their own tenacious vitality, and the degree of wound healing and physical recovery are much better than normal people.
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When No. 3 regained consciousness, he didn't know how long he had slept. He only knew that it seemed like a long, long time...
No. 3 moved his arms and felt that he had regained some strength and his wounds were almost healed. Then he climbed up with difficulty and slowly walked out of the abandoned hut.
Desolation, countless broken stones, the remains of buildings, all kinds of messy garbage floating in the wind, and wisps of smoke and dust filled the air. This place was an area abandoned by humans.
For people who are seriously injured and have lost a lot of blood, the most important thing is to find food that can replenish energy and maintain normal operation of the body as soon as possible.
