Chapter 2280 Soul Return (37)
The ground, which was smooth and clean enough to reflect the light, was instantly stained.
Dirty water was also splashed everywhere.
It's so embarrassing.
Was thrown on the ground, and seemed to have no strength to stand up.
was panting all the time.
Muscles are shaking because they are too tense.
Hair is messy, dirty water dripping down the hair.
Can't see his face clearly.
All he could see was his stubble-covered jaw.
He has a very ordinary appearance, and there is a deep scar on his chin.
The long scar was left when he was cut off when he was being chased by a loan shark.
Blame him for being confused at the time, the debts in the first half of his life were getting bigger and bigger.
Up to now, the debt on him is already an astronomical figure.
If you can no longer pay your debts, once you get out of here...
He must die.
But, luckily... he's the winner tonight.
According to the rules, he can get a bonus of 100 million.
After taking the bonus, he can pay off his debts.
He was trembling, even though his legs were trembling, he still looked up.
Looked in the direction of the window.
"First...sir...my...my...money..."
His voice was hoarse, like a poor thing, even after going through purgatory, he was still begging.
Pleading for money.
As long as he has money, he is willing to do anything.
Even if you kill someone, it's for others to enjoy.
He hoped humbly, the kneecap was shattered, but it still merged together.
Kneel down.
Put your hands together.
is a gesture of begging for money.
Like a pug.
Poor and ridiculous.
The elegant and noble gentleman, like a vampire aristocrat, slowly put down the wine glass.
The slender finger bones are extremely cool and thin white.
Fingertip a little.
Then, those wearing special body armor handed him a document.
Not the money he wanted, but...
The man kneeling on the ground took the document.
When he took it, his **** hand was still trembling.
He had just come out of the pile of dead people, just out of such a cruel hunting ground where he had to kill people. Even if the place was bright and bright, it still couldn't dispel the fear in his heart.
When he got the document, he was full of joy and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Thank you sir, thank you sir, thank you sir..."
Originally thought it was a proof of transfer, but he took it, and after a closer look, he found out...
is the candidate contract.
Don't know what the candidate is.
He was dumbfounded.
"This... this... this is...?"
"Congratulations, you have been selected."
The man with the submachine gun left a word coldly.
It's confusing.
The poor man was stunned for a long time.
When I came back to my senses, I turned over the contract suddenly.
Look carefully at the above entries.
Because the hands were too dirty, the blood stains were all on the clean paper.
The contract is short, only two pages.
As long as he can read, he can understand.
It can make him jump above ten thousand people, and it can also make him fall to **** in an instant.
He became a candidate, a candidate for the successor of the next person in power in the organization.
He is one of them, but not the only one.
There will be five thousand candidates.
Everyone is slaughtered from the slaughterhouse.
Winner against winner.
In the end, five thousand people competed.
Then whether it is physical strength, mental strength, or spiritual strength, it must be top-notch.
Only the only winner can get that position.
That position like an underground emperor, incomparably noble and luxurious.
Everyone is far behind.
(end of this chapter)