The Duke's little ancestor slipped away again

In the hotel, Tika, who had declined everyone's invitation, was sitting by the reception desk in a daze. Next to her were more than a dozen empty wine bottles, including red, white, and foreign ones.

"I don't know who said it. Alcohol can anesthetize the nerves. It's nonsense. It's all lies."

Pushing away the cup, Tika walked to the window, opened it, closed her eyes, and let the cool night breeze blow on her face, and the door to memory slowly opened.

"Everyone, only those who clear the level within three minutes can eat!"

On the endless beach, a tall man wearing a black hood stood on a high place and gave orders with his hands behind his back.

All the people standing below were eight or nine-year-old children like her, both boys and girls.

Children of several years old are running, climbing, and over all kinds of obstacles in order to get a bite of rice... Even if they fall with bruises and bruises, they still insist on completing a whole set of training, because if they give up halfway, then welcome Yours will be an experiment that will never see the light of day, until you lose all value.

At the beginning, everyone shared the food they got with each other in a friendly manner, but gradually they found that the food was not as much as before, and gradually the food became only enough to fill their bellies. Later, even if they could make it on time, The mission was completed, but the food received was not even enough for oneself.

When there was not enough food to support their physical strength, everyone began to rob, beat, and fight crazily. Later, they went from nearly a hundred people at the beginning to twenty-nine people now.

However, when everyone left could eat the fruits of victory, the man wearing a black hood appeared again.

"Next, among the twenty-nine of you, only half will survive. We will draw lots to determine our opponents. Those who have no numbers can watch the battle today."

As the man finished speaking, someone took out a bunch of cold weapons from behind the rocks, including daggers, spurs, short knives, iron rods, long whips...

Everyone looked at each other, and no one was willing to take action.

"I'm counting to 3. If you haven't done anything yet, then everyone will be eliminated!"

The first round of drawing began, and Tika was lucky enough to get a sign without a number, but sitting aside and watching, she became the saddest one among everyone.

Seeing her friends who used to laugh, fight and fight side by side fall one by one, she felt for the first time that life was so fragile and vulnerable. It seemed that only the law of the jungle was the truth in this world.

In the second, third, and fourth rounds, Tika's luck seemed to have run out. Each of her opponents was stronger than the last, but every time she fell to the ground and was on the verge of death, there was always a voice in her heart. Tell her - live, only by living can there be hope.

Death is the simplest thing, living is the biggest challenge to yourself.

"Please, kill me."

In the last round, when Tika inserted the dagger into the opponent's heart with her eyes closed, a tear fell silently, but the dead opponent had a smile in his eyes, filled with satisfaction and relief.

In order to gain a foothold in the boxing gym, Tika was assigned to start reorganizing the scattered personnel. Those who are disobedient will be beaten, and those who are not convinced will be beaten... In short, in her eyes, things that can be solved with fists , I will never waste time explaining. If you are not convinced once, just fight again until you are convinced.

This is a principle she summed up while working as a mercenary in the past few years, and the results show that it is very effective.

Later, it was Vaughn's appearance that gave Tika a new understanding of human nature.

It was also a fight, but Vaughn was able to arrange for doctors to treat and bandage the injured person's wounds in time after winning the battle.

"What do you mean?"

"I want this boxing gym."

"You should know that I'm not the boss."

"In three days, I will be your new boss. Here, I will send someone to manage it with you."

"Okay, I'll wait."

What do people who crawl out from among the dead have to fear? Tika readily agreed.

Three days later, Brando showed up with Rocks, and Brando's cold and indifferent eyes resonated with her instantly.

Later, Tika started to try wearing skirts. Although she felt awkward, she still wore them.

Later, her clothes became more and more bold, her body movements and eyes became more and more enchanting, and her love for Brando became more and more indulgent, but she was never in his eyes, and she couldn't even make a splash.

"His girlfriend died, right in front of his eyes, and from that day on, his heart was buried with her."

This was the first time Rocks took the initiative to talk to Tika.

"It doesn't matter, I can wait. After all, I have nothing but time now."

At that time, Tika always believed that time can dilute everything, just like herself. After so many years, many of the hardships she experienced in her childhood can no longer be remembered...

buzz~

The phone vibrated, and the caller was Rocks.

"Hello~"

"you've been drinking."

The other party's voice was very soft.

"It's just a little, what's wrong?"

"Are you in a bad mood? Do you want to go for a ride?"

"In country Z, drunk driving is illegal."

"I'm downstairs."

Tika leaned out of the window and saw an off-road vehicle parked on the side of the road. It could be seen through the street lights. There was a man sitting cross-legged on the hood.

"Come up and drink with me."

"You don't have to do anything tomorrow?"

"Bring some food, I seem to be hungry."

"Wait."

Rocks jumped out of the car, waved at the window, got into the car and drove away.

In half an hour, the car returned downstairs again, and Rocks was carrying several bags of things, large and small.

Tika watched like this, from the time he left and came back, from the time he got off the car to the time he entered the hotel.

ding dong~

The doorbell rang.

"I bought your favorite drunken crab and roasted bird, and my favorite eel. While waiting for the meal, I saw a lot of people at the barbecue next to me, so I bought some. I don't know if it tastes good. We can try it. .”

Rocks held up the bag in his hand and waved it in front of Tika's eyes like a treasure.

"Okay, let's try it."

"Where do you want to eat? The counter or the coffee table?"

Rocks asked, but his legs walked in the direction of the guide platform, because next to the coffee table is the sofa, and next to the sofa is the bedroom. This is too fucking challenging...

"Go and eat on the coffee table. I made a mess here."

Tika held four bottles of wine in one hand and two wine glasses in the other, aiming at the coffee table.

"Okay, it's up to you."

The master has spoken, and Rocks is not pretentious. It's just a matter of a cold shower.

"Why are you here?"

"I miss you, so come over and have a look."

"Can we still talk today?"

"Really, I just came to see you."

"Watching downstairs?"

"To be precise, I watched it while sitting on the hood."

"I want to taste what your eel tastes like..."