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You can take a bath in the base, and ice water is poured over your head. Standing below, Teng Cuo watched the coagulated blood spots wash down from his skin, mixed with the water, and turned deep and light red under his feet.When he got out of the shower and changed his clothes, something was different.

The collar of the jacket stood up to protect his neck. When Teng Cuo went to the training ground, everyone present was stunned.The young man washed off the blood stains, revealing a pale and strangely beautiful face, the natural pink eye corners curved alluringly, and he looked over with a smile on his face.He probably also knew that he was seductive, so he didn't go in, but stood under the shade of a tree and watched from a distance.

"Girl?" The person in charge of training them walked over and greeted him, looked at him carefully, and said, "Cut your hair off."

"Man," Teng Cuo tilted his head slightly, smiled lightly and raised his hand to move the wet hair on his forehead, and said, "No cut."

He was brought in by Mr. Chen himself, and he didn't focus on fighting firearms. He was just here to see, even if the instructor's face darkened, he didn't make any trouble.It was almost dark, and several teenagers under training were still lying on the beach shooting guns. The instructor kicked up sand around them, deliberately trying to distract them.

The bodyguards around Mr. Chen were all raised in the garden since he was a child. He is extremely cautious and has always been reluctant to come into contact with mercenaries.

Teng Cuo stood leaning against a coconut tree. Mr. Chen came over and gave him a handful of candies, which Teng Cuo asked for before.

Mr. Chen stood side by side with him, gestured towards the training ground, and said: "From tomorrow on, you will train with them. Be careful not to get too seriously injured. You can learn your skills at ease, and I will arrange follow-up schools for you." .”

Teng swallowed a candy by mistake, nodded and said, "I'll listen to you."

He doesn't have much muscle on his body, and his physical fitness is not good, but he is amazingly talented in firearms.This is due to Nan Hongzu's training for him at the beginning. He held the gun, loaded it, aimed and fired, and hit the bull's-eye in one go.This set is like riding a bicycle to him. Once learned, he will never forget it.

Medicine powder, blades, guns, these things dripped with sweat and blood became all of Teng Cuo's experiences and memories on the island.The island was covered with sky and ground, isolated in the middle of the ocean, which made him feel at a loss as to where he was, and even his concept of time became blurred.Apart from receiving training, the only thing he can do is to wait, wait for Mr. Chen to tell him the follow-up arrangements, and wait for the day when civilization can be seen again.

There are several other teenagers living here with him, and they don't talk much to each other.Including Teng Cuo, they were asked to fight each other continuously during training until the winner was determined.

The sea washes away the white sand day after day, and the endless blue devours the soul, bit by bit disintegrating the part that can still be called "humanity" in the hearts of young people.

During the lunch break, Teng Cuo likes to crack coconuts to drink juice, he is obsessed with all sweet tastes.Someone was sitting cross-legged under the coconut tree, eating rice with his hands, while Teng Cuo held the coconut he had just picked and frowned for a while.That man's eating was so ugly that Teng Cuo couldn't hold back his "tsk".

The man raised his face, his hair was short, but he could tell it was a girl.One of her eyes was swollen from someone's beating, and rice grains were all over her clothes.

Teng mistakenly remembered this person. There was only this girl in the base, named Lan Bao'e, who was older than him, and was also brought back by Mr. Chen himself.When she first arrived, her hair was braided up to her thighs, and she cut it short with scissors herself.Lan Bao'e is talented and very good at fighting.

Teng Cuo whistled at Lan Bao'e. Lan Bao'e could not see clearly in one eye and squinted.

Teng wrongly raised his finger to greet her and said, "Cool girl."

Lan Bao'e supported the sand with her hands, got up half of her body, and said, "Don't call me that."

Her voice was not very pleasant, too low and hoarse.Teng Cuo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then what should I call you?"

Lan Bao'e didn't answer him, she stood up holding her lunch and said, "Go away."

"It's so fierce," Teng Cuo was not angry, but laughed and said, "Sister Cool."

He was already notoriously incomprehensible in the base, Lan Bao'e didn't bother to answer, turned around and continued to eat her white rice.Teng Cuo didn't speak any more, the sea breeze blew over, and when it touched the skin, it felt a lot hotter than the previous days, and Teng Cuo felt that it was probably midsummer.

He finished drinking the coconut in his arms, pouted his mouth regretfully, and wanted to drink another one.He looked up, took a tube of ointment from his pocket before climbing the tree, and threw it into Lan Bao'e's arms.

As a result, the ointment was not thrown correctly, and the ointment fell into the rice of the family.

Teng Cuo hissed and said, "I'm sorry."

Lan Bao'e's hands were stained with sand, so she reached into the bowl and took out the medicine carelessly.It took her a long time to read the words on it, and she was stunned for a long time.

Teng Cuo is different from them, this is something that all teenagers know.This kind of medicine is usually used by Teng Cuo to smear the wounds on his hands. He will do experiments in the future, so there should be no sequelae on his hands.

Lan Bao'e was stunned for a long time, and when she raised her face again, Teng Cuo had already come down from the tree.He opened the coconut with a coconut-chopping sickle, held it up to his head and drank it upside down.

The juice, which was slightly cloudier than clear water, flowed out from the corners of his lips, and was wiped away by his hand on the side of his neck, revealing the eye-catching white curve of his neck when he lowered his hand.Everyone here is tanned, but Teng Cuo is different. He maintains his natural and unchanged paleness, and his lips are light.The sun was setting hard, and he still looked bloodless.

There was a commotion in the distance, Teng Cuo looked over and took a look, and Mr. Chen was talking to a few people on the shore.Lan Bao'e also looked over, her eyes closely followed the old man with outstanding temperament by the sea, Teng Cuo lowered his eyes gently, and noticed.

Mr. Chen's trouser legs were soaked by sea water, but this did not affect his calmness in the slightest.He saw Teng Cuo and Lan Bao'e under the coconut tree and waved to them.

Lan Bao'e immediately put down the bowl and walked over, hastily dusting off the sand and rice grains on her body.Teng Cuo was still holding his coconut, walking beside her.

The waves caused the sand under their feet to flow and collapse. A man was kneeling in the sea, wearing a shiny suit with his hands tied behind his back. His face was bloodied and his nose was crooked. He must have been interrupted.Pushed by the waves, he knelt unsteadily, bent down several times, submerged his head in the water, coughed violently, and broke his forehead like a kowtow.

Mr. Chen greeted Teng Cuo and Lan Bao'e, he glanced at Lan Bao'e's face, and said to Teng Cuo: "Little Cuo, build a good relationship with everyone."

He had misunderstood, and Teng Cuo didn't explain it.Mr. Chen raised his hand, Teng wrongly passed the coconut over, and Mr. Chen took a few sips.

Then he lifted the coconut and smashed it on the kneeling man's head.

Blood splashes and milky white coconut flesh stained the sea water.This was the first time Teng Cuo had seen Mr. Chen's violence up close. The frightening moodiness was mixed with ruthlessness. He put this expression in his pocket and inadvertently engraved it into his heart.

After Mr. Chen hit someone, there was no expression on his face when he got up.A few bodyguards around him were asking the man, but Teng misunderstood him. This man was a drug dealer under Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen was fighting for hegemony in the Golden Triangle and entrusted him with the border business.But this person took the money, joined forces with a group of local private armed forces, and together with Mr. Chen, made the garden lose a large number of people and goods.The drug dealer was a traitor in the garden and wanted to escape abroad, but he was caught at the airport.

Lan Bao'e's breathing became a little heavy, and Teng turned his face to the side, and saw her staring at the man angrily with the uninjured eye.

Mr. Chen also noticed, he smiled, turned around and said comfortingly: "Don't get excited, it's okay, let's make up for it."

Lan Bao'e looked at Mr. Chen with reverence in her eyes. She was very obedient and calmed down while standing aside.The drug dealer was still struggling in the sea, and he kept begging for mercy. Mr. Chen was a little displeased, and the bodyguard at the side kicked the drug dealer in the mouth.

Teng Cuo looked down at him into the shallow sea, vomited out a few blood-stained teeth, and frowned slightly.

The pistol was handed in front of him in the next instant, and Mr. Chen held it with slippery fingers that didn't look like old people's hands.

"After learning for a while, let me see your craft." He said to Teng Cuo in a gentle voice, "Come on, little Cuo, execute this traitor for the garden."

Teng took the gun by mistake, and he looked up at Mr. Chen.He was also standing in the sea, the drug dealer in front of him was still kneeling and begging, raised his face distorted by pain and fear, weeping, hoping that he could live.

He stirred up the waves while struggling, and let Teng Cuo touch the blood-stained sea water. His calves were completely wet, and the fine sand adhered to his clothes, which was very uncomfortable.

Mr. Chen thought that Teng Cuo was hesitating, so he said, "Have you never killed anyone? Don't be afraid—"

The voice was interrupted by gunshots, and the bullet shot into the drug dealer's forehead, smashed and penetrated his brain and skull, and flew out from the back of his head.The blood splashed and left a mark on Teng Cuo's face. From the corner of his eye to his chin, an intermittent red line was pulled out.

The gun twirled around Xue Bai's fingertips, and was carried back to Mr. Chen.Teng Cuo even smiled, and the drug dealer's body was pushed by the waves and floated in the shallows, hitting his legs one after another.

Only then did Mr. Chen smile in satisfaction, raised his hand to hold the gun barrel which was still slightly warming, and took the pistol over.Teng Cuo's eyes were red, and the animal nature hidden in them became violent after seeing the blood, which made Mr. Chen very satisfied.

He asked Teng Cuo: "How do you feel?"

"Very...cool." After Teng Cuo finished speaking, he turned his head slightly, and felt it seriously for a while, overturning his previous thoughts.He finally looked at Mr. Chen, and said with a little regret: "Actually, I don't feel anything, I..."

He was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't feel anything."

Mr. Chen smiled at him, raised his hand to caress his side face affectionately, but avoided the blood on his face.

"Congratulations," said Mr. Chen, "you are very talented, and you were born to be a professional."

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