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Chapter 4747

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At this moment, a man walked out from the middle area. He was holding a plate with a lid on it. He walked to the side of a pillar that was half the height of a person in the middle area. He placed the plate on the pillar and opened the lid, revealing the contents of the plate.

A roasted chicken.

A roasted chicken that was juicy and shiny, exuding a tempting aroma.

This was a rare delicacy for these children who had been starving for days. It was food that made their eyes light up and they wanted to snatch it at all costs!

"It's still the same old rules. The winner can eat this roasted chicken." As the man spoke, he closed the lid under the glowing eyes of the surrounding children. After evoking their appetite and thoughts of snatching it, he did not even let them smell the fragrance of the roasted chicken.

"Ah!"

Just as that person's voice fell, several of the children in the area of the small black rooms suddenly started fighting. The sound of fists hitting the ground was accompanied by roars and screams. Chaos and noise resounded in the surrounding area ….

Some of the children in the cages shrank into a ball and retreated, watching with fear in their eyes. There were even a few cages where only one child stood at the front of the area. The children behind seemed to be afraid and did not dare to go forward.

Hao 'er pursed his lips and watched quietly. He watched as the children stomped and tore at each other, using all the methods they thought they could win in the battle.

Finally, the metal door in front of each area opened. Only the winning child walked out of each room. Of course, they won in their area, but they still had to fight with the children in the other areas.

"Let's begin!" The man standing by the pillar said. As soon as he finished speaking, seven or eight children immediately fell into a chaotic battle. They did not use any special moves in their battles, only fighting methods that they had figured out on their own. However, there were one or two exceptions.

In the end, a short boy who looked to be only eight or nine years old defeated the others. However, even though he won, he was covered in bruises and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. However, he walked forward step by step and stopped in front of the man. "The roasted chicken is mine."

"Yes, it's yours." The man smiled, patted his head, and handed the roasted chicken to him.

A little boy who was gasping for breath looked at the uncovered roast chicken and swallowed his saliva. Suddenly, he charged forward with the intention of snatching the roast chicken. However, at the moment he charged forward, a beam of sword energy instantly struck out and actually slashed him into two …

"Ah …"

For a moment, cries of terror rang out along with the panicked voices of the children. Their voices were filled with fear and shock. However, the crowd's cries of terror only rang out for a moment before they quickly quieted down.

This was because the children were all covering their mouths with their hands, afraid that they would cry out. They shrank back, but their eyes were filled with horror as they looked at the person on the ground who had been split in half.

A moment ago, he was still alive, but in the next moment, he was dead.

Moreover, he had died so miserably …

Hao 'er clenched his fists and the anger in his heart burned. He gritted his teeth, afraid that he would not be able to control himself and do something impulsive.

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