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"It's best if you don't call me that. I hope you regret it," Mike said coldly. At the same time, his right hand trembled and he pulled out a butterfly knife from his sleeve. He flicked the blade with his fingers and looked at Allen maliciously, "What do you think of slashing your face with this thing?"
Allen looked at him coldly and didn't say anything. This silence made Mike feel humiliated, and the other party's disdainful expression made Mike's nerves feel like they were being burned. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he spat out a mouthful of hot air. Twisting his body, he stepped forward and slashed at Allen's cheek. He wanted to tear this damned beautiful face to shreds!
Mike's bright red pupils dilated slightly. In Allen's eyes, Mike's movements slowed down, and he could even break down several images. He saw the direction of the saber and suddenly stretched out his hand, gripping the butterfly knife tightly like an iron clamp.
Mike was shocked. He felt the blade pierce into a crack in the stone and could not be pulled out for a moment. Although Allen's palm was dripping with blood from the sharp blade, his expression was terrifyingly calm. He stretched out his other hand and wrapped it around Mike's arm, which was holding the knife. Under the effect of Origin Energy, this shock traveled up his arm and finally dislocated Mike's hand.
Mike could no longer hold the butterfly knife. When he looked at Allen in surprise, the other party's fist swept across his face, and the world turned upside down. He spun once in the air before falling heavily to the ground. He felt bitterness in his mouth, and the smell of rust filled the air. It turned out that his lips had been scratched and bleeding, and the blood ignited Mike's anger. Just as he was about to get up, the butterfly knife that had fallen into Allen's hand suddenly plunged into his palm.
"Ah …" Mike opened his mouth in pain and wanted to shout.
A palm that was still dripping with blood covered his mouth tightly, and Allen pressed down on him. He covered Mike's mouth with one hand, clenched his other hand into a fist, and smashed it heavily into his lower abdomen. This punch caused Mike to arch his body, and his stomach to twitch violently. He wanted to vomit something out, but Allen's hand covered his mouth tightly.
Mike had one hand dislocated and the other pinned to the ground by the knife. Allen, on the other hand, was like an emotionless machine, using his fists to mechanically repeat the movements of raising his arms and punching down. Again and again, with a constant speed and force, he hit Mike in the stomach. The dull sound of the blows resounded in the combat area, and at the same time, it also rang in the ears of every spectating youth.
Their faces turned extremely pale, and two of their legs were already trembling, almost collapsing to the ground.
At the other end of the training hall, the elevator door opened, and Lucy and Emily walked out. Emily pulled Lucy and said, "Don't worry about Allen today. Accompany me for reaction training."
Lucy looked at her strangely. "Emily, what's wrong with you today? You haven't let me into the training hall since just now, and now you want me to accompany you. "
"The death arena is about to begin. I also want to work hard to become stronger."
"Don't worry." Lucy patted her shoulder and said, "Sister will protect you when the time comes."
At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded from the combat area. Someone screamed, "Someone, murder! Murder! "
Hearing this voice, Emily's expression changed, but Lucy had already run in that direction. The combat area had already been surrounded by those who had rushed over after hearing the news. Lucy split the crowd and squeezed in. She knocked away the few youths who had been watching and saw Allen stand up. He slowly turned around. His face and body were covered in blood, but in the end, Mike opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at the ground, Mike was motionless, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.
"Allen, this is …" Lucy widened her eyes.
Allen moved his lips stiffly and said, "He attacked first."
At this moment, a group of guards squeezed in. Behind the guards was still the building's head of security, Smith. Seeing Allen and Mike, Smith shook his head and said, "What's going on?"
A youth beside him came back to his senses and screamed, "It's Allen, it's him …"
Before he could finish his words, Smith had already swept his palm over and slapped him to the ground. The head of security took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands. "I didn't ask you. Tell me, Allen. "
Allen briefly explained what had happened. Smith nodded and said, "You can go now."
He then said to the guard, "Throw this piece of trash into the infirmary."
Allen walked to Lucy's side and wanted to say something. However, Lucy said first, "There's no need to say anything. I believe you."
Then, looking at Emily who was behind her, Lucy said in a low voice, "Emily, you've been pestering me not to let me see Allen because of this? So that Mike can attack Allen? "
"Lucy, I …" Emily shook her head and said, "Mike told me that he just wanted to teach Allen a lesson. I really don't know … "
"Enough!" Lucy looked at the girl and sighed, "It's fine if Mike is like that, but why are you like this too?"
"Let's go."
The girl pulled Ellen and the two of them emerged from the fighting area. As he left, Allen accidentally saw someone.
Ann.
He stood quietly to the side, deep in thought. As if sensing Ai Hua's gaze, he looked back, forced a smile, and left with his head lowered.
Just as he returned to his room, before Ann could sit down, Smith came. The head of security walked around and smiled. "Mr. Ann, there's something very interesting. Guess what we found in Mr. Mike's room. Ha, a Physical Enhancement Potion. "
"Is … is that so?" Ann forced herself to calm down and said, "So what?"
"I checked the recent reward list, and there was no record of the strengthening potion under Mr. Mike's list. Then something interesting happened … "Smith walked behind Ann and said," You probably don't know, in order to avoid mistakes. Usually, when the reward list comes down, we have to make some small marks on the prizes. We flashed the mark on Mike's potion. Strangely, this mark shows that the owner of the strengthening potion should be you. "
"Then can you tell me, Mr. Ann, why did your potion run into Mike's room?"
"Maybe … maybe he stole it." Ann used all her strength to squeeze this sentence out of her mouth.
"Is that so? Then I sincerely hope that the representative of the Alexandrian family will believe you. "Smith walked to the door and stopped again. He turned to Ann and said, "You're smart, really. Smart people usually don't do it themselves, but you didn't do it cleanly enough. And I don't think someone like Mike is worth a strengthening potion. "
After Smith left, Ann realized that her back was drenched in sweat.
In the afternoon, Alexander's representative came. As soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Why did you do this?"
"Because he's too close to Lucy." This time, Ann had no intention of lying.
"Oh, you wasted the Alexandrian family's kindness just because of a woman?"
"No, sir." Ann raised her head and looked into the representative's eyes. "Before Mr. Main paid attention to me, Allen and Lucy occupied the top two spots. They are extraordinary, sir. Moreover, they seem to have become friends. These two people will pose a great threat to me. That's why I want to cripple Allan before the match. It's for strategic reasons. "
After hearing this, the representative closed his eyes for a moment and said, "I believe you, and your judgment is correct. Unfortunately, you still failed. Failure is failure. There is no excuse. Mr. Main hates losers, and the Alexandrians have a system of punishment for them so that the losers will remember their lessons. "
Ann gritted her teeth. "I understand, sir. Please punish me."
"Very well, since it's your first failure, I'll give you 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 an oily whip.
That night, Ans had no choice but to lie down on the bed, and there were ten clear bloodstains on his back. And the humiliation that he could not let go.
"I will double it, Allen." Lying on the bed, Ans said word by word.
Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Finally, it was time for the death arena to begin.
On this day, Allen had already woken up at five in the morning. He carefully put on the light armor awarded by the committee. The light armor was very close to his body. Even if he wore the clothes prepared by the organizers for each youth, it would not affect the activity. Words. After putting on his clothes, Allen picked up Kuang Tu from the corner of the wall and quietly walked out of the bedroom. To his surprise, Hughton, who was rarely seen in the morning, was standing in front of the window in the hall early in the morning, looking out at the city that was gradually waking up.
"What, are you going to leave without saying goodbye? No matter what, I've been your mentor for a month, and I haven't even said goodbye? "Hughton turned around. It was rare for him not to carry a wine bottle today, and his clothes were neatly dressed. Apart from his eyes that were still as red as ever, he looked no different from a normal person.
"Mr. Hughton, thank you for your guidance this month." Allen said seriously, "If I survive, I'll treat you to a good drink."
"I like that." Hughton grinned and said, "Get over here. You have to remember this while you still have some time."
He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and it was filled with words. Allen took it curiously and asked, "What is this?"
"To be honest, it's best not to use the method of breaking through the first barrier of confinement. I've tried my best to reduce the impact on your heart, but if you use it in the death arena, it might bring you additional danger. No matter what, remember it first. After reading it, remember to burn this thing. " Hughton murmured, "Origin Energy Confinement is not a good thing. I don't want to get involved in such a troublesome matter."
Although he said that, Allen was still filled with gratitude to 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.
Hughton nodded as he watched the note turn to ashes. "Let's go. I'll accompany you to the assembly point. Tonislaw should be there too."
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