"Click!"

Heaven and earth are white.

Kitty slowly opened her eyes, and the memory came to her heart. Suddenly, she sat up and looked around. She saw that she was lying in the middle of a huge square. The sky was cloudy and thundery.

It looks like it.

It will be a downpour later.

Look around.

The people lying on the ground beside me, some know, some don't know.

Far away.

The dim yellow light is on, and it can be seen that there are rows of houses. Around the square, a circle of vertical walls, which are nearly ten floors in the distance, are built, adding a little weird.

"Where is this?"

Muttered Kitty.

Wondering.

"Squeak!"

There is a sound behind me.

Turn around.

An iron door was slowly opening. Three people came in from the outside. They were dressed in black, with belts around their waist and feet on the same sound. Kitty was nervous when she saw these three people.

"Prison."

Her first thought.

This look.

Only prison.

Guard.

High walls.

And small houses, who are they, what are they going to do, and where are they? I haven't heard of any prison around the world that has built a ten story wall. I can't find it in my memory.

"Step!"

The three approached.

"Who are you?"

Asked Kitty.

No one answered, each holding a plastic device, such as a grab, one by one facing the comatose person on the ground, the arm, or the neck and so on, and then shaking like an electric shock.

His men are waking up.

Count roughly.

There are nearly two hundred people.

"Who's going to beat me with anesthesia?"

Some people thought it was a prank.

"My neck hurts. Who attacked me?" An African man touched his neck, was going to the toilet, lifting his pants, and was knocked unconscious by others. He just lost his adult. He thought it was a prank.

Punch hard.

Usually very low-key, few enemies.

"Mousse, aren't you at the South African training camp?"

"Kay, aren't you in Australia?"

“。。。”

Soon.

Everyone's stupid eyes, what's the situation, how the leaders around the world, as well as some action teams, are all concentrated here, or in this way, the last memories are all raided.

Fist.

Anesthesia grab.

Administer the medicine.

There are all kinds of means. They have all been recruited.

As for kitty.

I didn't stand up. As a dark force, except for a few confidants, the controller can't easily show the face to people. That's too risky. At this moment, about a dozen of them are surrounded by Kitty.

Silence.

At this time.

"Hello."

A loud voice sounded, even over the noise of more than 100 people. In an instant, the scene became quiet, and they looked at three people who were obviously different from them.

"Congratulations, from now on, you have become our captives."

As soon as that is said.

There was an uproar.

Captives?

Despite the preparation, it's hard to accept.

"Who are you?"

"Asshole."

"Have the ability to speak with your fist."

“。。。”

If you lose, don't lose. Let's talk about it first. Many people pull up their sleeves. No matter where it is, let's talk about it first. Even in prison, sometimes it depends on fists.

"Good."

Said one of them.

Next.

Under the stupefaction of the crowd, three figures rushed into the crowd.

"Pa."

A slap.

The front one was turned over by a fan.

"Dong!"

A fist.

The second almost had a concussion.

Fight back.

Fight back.

They roared and rushed to the three.

Punch.

"Click."

People's hands are so fast that they don't have hard joints. They wipe their hands and come to the joints. Their fingers are closed. If Eagles peck, they will feel a painful pain coming into their minds. Their faces are twisted with pain.

And here.

Just the beginning.

"Ouch."

"Ka!"

"The hand is dislocated."

"My legs."

"Help."

"My ribs."

“。。。”

Ten minutes later.

On the square.

No one who has just had the courage to fight is still standing.

There was a great deal of mourning.

Nearly 120 people lost their fighting ability and confidence at the same time. They found that their fighting skills, which they were proud of, were as weak as vegetables, and were not the enemy of one another.

Speed.

Endurance.

Technique.

Power.

It is rolled in all directions.

"Hiss ~"

Kitty took a deep breath of cold air, his legs trembled, one to forty. This battle damage, unless it is a hot weapon to a cold weapon, by the same means, is impossible, but it just happened in front of him.

It has to be accepted.

This picture.

It's so powerful.

"Don't worry, it's just a fracture. I'll take it back to you later. From now on, please remember your identity as a prisoner. Be a prisoner with quality and self-knowledge."

That's it.

Everyone was ashamed to hear that.

Quality.

What is the quality of the captives?

Do you give in?

It should be true that it is not unjust to lose to such strength.

"In the future, this is your residence, a circle of houses, with numbers on it. It's forbidden to occupy others' houses. As for how to find them, please check the numbers on the back of your hands."

Listen.

People noticed that there was a string of cyan characters on the back of their hands, which were composed of letters and numbers. They had many tattoos for no reason, but they didn't care. Some people on the scene were all tattoos.

"The rules here are very simple - obedience, otherwise, it will be regarded as worthless, a worthless person, what are the consequences, you can make up your own brain and ask the elders."

"Just now, it's the first time, and the only time you've ever dealt with us without paying a price. In the future, attacking managers, whether winning or losing, will be unforgettable to you forever. "

In a minute.

"Ouch."

"Click."

"It hurts."

“。。。”

In the horrific expression of all the people, three people are almost two seconds each to connect them. They are very familiar with each other. In other words, several big men, how many people have you discounted, and the business is so excellent.

Immediately.

They all feel creepy.

Terrible.

It's terrible.

What kind of people are this, and how many of them have suffered. Before long, all of them recovered their ability to move. Although they were in pain, they knew it was OK.

Stand up.

He looked at the three men with complicated eyes.

Myth.

If this is said, no one will believe it.

"Three in a row, stand back, one for women and two for men." Since Kitty is a woman, naturally, there are many women in her fists, especially in the headquarters. There are nearly 60 on site.

They are all orphans.

No worries.

Otherwise.

Who gave up his life to do such a job.

At this point.

No one dared to question it. She stood in three rows. Kitty stood in the middle of the line, not very impressive. Then, the three rows followed the three people to go out, out of the door, to see other sceneries.

A long road.

It's nearly a kilometer long.

On both sides.

It's the same design as before. The central square, the surrounding rooms, and the square are supposed to let them have fun. At the moment, other detention areas are not empty, but with lights on.

By the gate fence.

A lot of people were watching.

In blue.. Prison clothes?

Like.

"New people are coming."

"A lot."

"I don't know what kind of unlucky organization it is. It has provoked this group of monsters, and has been completely destroyed."

"Pitiful."

“。。。”

The sense of superiority of being an "ancestor" makes them forget that they are one of them.