When a wolf knows where his goal is, the world will make way for him. Being caught is not scary, nor is starving. The most terrifying thing is to lose ambition and self-motivation and become a dog wagging its tail begging for food! So,
I live to conquer, and anything on the grassland will become my trophy!
————Preface to this volume
Chapter 01, Dances with Wolves "Konkerze, the Red Devil, served as the commander of the Spanish Foreign Legion in 1982, performing international hunting missions. In his ten years in office, he participated in the Fifth Middle East War, the U.S. Invasion of Panama, and the First Chechnya
War, Kosovo War and other 37 international local wars and hunting missions. During this period, he entered Africa nine times, triggered national coups in 13 countries, and ranked among the top five in the employment industry.
He defected to Spain in 2000 and was wanted by Interpol. Within five years of being a fugitive, he led a small elite unit across southern Africa and smashed twenty-one wanted pursuits. He has outstanding military exploits."
"Nakamura Yuzawa, Kazekage, entered the world of killers in 1995. During his 6-year career as a killer, he took over 277 missions and succeeded 269 times, including 9 dukes, 12 earls, 7 princes and a king. Among them, in 1997
Together with five elite assassins, he entered the Golden Triangle three times and completed twelve perfect assassinations, which plunged the Golden Triangle into turmoil.
He retired from the world of assassins in 2001 and was employed by EO Company, the world's largest private armed mercenary company. He performed 9 missions. In May 2002, he attempted to assassinate an old EO instructor and absconded. He is fully wanted by the mercenary industry."
"Sed, Black Yaksha..."
In a luxurious manor somewhere in Country M, a white-haired old man casually looked through the intelligence information sheets one after another in his hand. In these databases with top-secret permissions, there were as many as a hundred such shocking character profiles.
There are multiple sheets, and what makes people feel even more incredible and even horrified is that...the bottom of each information sheet has the same words printed on it...
Status: Hunting successful.
Hunting?? Exactly hunting! These death brokers who had shown terrifying strength fell into the big net one by one like prey in the hands of this old man!
Hunting operation, codenamed "Skynet"!
There was a soft knock on the door, and a tall blonde woman stepped in. She was tall, sexy, and enchanting. The wild beauty of American women was perfectly reflected in this woman. Her every move was charming, but she was more capable and cold like a soldier.
Gorgeous.
"Person No. 110 was successfully hunted. He suffered minor injuries and no life-threatening injuries. He will not lose any combat effectiveness after recovery. He is currently on the way to the target and is expected to arrive at the destination within five days." The blond woman put the information in her hand on the desk.
Go up and report to the old man.
The old man looked at it casually, with no change in expression on his indifferent face. "It has been five years, and the hunting operation is finally coming to an end. Although the losses are too heavy to accept, it is finally coming to an end."
There was another old man in the room who was reading the Bible and slowly closed the page and said slowly: "The hunting operation is coming to an end. Let me remind you for the last time that controlling these non-human beings is not what you think."
So simple, if it works, we will be on top of the world, if we make a slight mistake... the family will be completely destroyed."
"Non-human... haha..." The old man at the desk laughed softly: "These people have surpassed the limits of human beings, both in terms of body and ability. Indeed, they can no longer be called
Humanity.
The world has a population of 6 billion, and there are not many people with such strong physical abilities. I just selected a small part of them. Don’t worry too much. Since I dare to do it, I have the confidence to hold them in my hands."
"I just raised my concerns. Since you are confident, the family elders will not have any objections. Wealth can be found in danger. This time... is indeed an opportunity."
"Step up the domestication of these people. According to the original plan, we will start the next step in half a month." The old man gave the order to the woman.
"Yes, everything will go according to plan. However... the intelligence team has made new discoveries, and I have been asked to come and ask for permission to include them in the plan."
"who."
"The ZG Northern Division of the Southeast Asian Death Fighting Tournament gave birth to a new generation of fighting king, Di Cheng."
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The sun sets in the west, the sky and the earth sink, deep in the Hulunbuir prairie in eastern Inner Mongolia, China.
When the original "residents" of this vast prairie began to return to their nests to welcome the night, a dull sound caused a large area to tremble. Hundreds of yellow sheep, hares, etc. fled in all directions, terrified and desperate.
The air is filled with wafts.
Wolves!
Under the setting sun, in the vast grassland, a group of thirty Mongolian steppe wolves suddenly appeared!
Prairie wolves are large predators, with an average length of 154 centimeters and a shoulder height of about one meter. They are large, aggressive, ferocious but intelligent.
They are the totem gods in the hearts of the Mongolians, the nightmares in the hearts of grassland creatures, and the sacred but terrifying beasts in the hearts of outsiders!
These hunters who feed on large animals wander around their own territories all day long, tracking and killing them for the reproduction of the race and for their own survival!
But today... this wolf pack was running like crazy, with strong anger and ferocity in its eyes. It was even led by a nearly two-meter-long wolf king at the front, and its bloody aura caused the surrounding animals to flee in horror.
Although the Wolf King is slightly smaller than ordinary prairie wolves, it far surpasses others in terms of wisdom, speed and strength. It... is the eternal totem god in the hearts of prairie people!
"Come on!" Suddenly, a roar mixed with heroism and violence exploded at the front of the wolf pack. The wolves roared, their fangs protruded, their speed soared again, and their green eyes were locked on the front!
people?!
At the front of the wolf pack, less than ten meters away, there was a tall figure running rapidly, his feet moving the ground as fast as drills, wild but yet dexterous, as if... he was the real wolf king, leading the pack of wolves across the grassland.
The Wolf King!
The coyote is very good at running. When running at high speed, it can run at a speed of 10 kilometers per hour and six miles for a long time, and can chase and sprint at a speed of nearly 65 kilometers per hour and 45 miles. If it is a long-distance running, its speed will exceed that of a cheetah.
But at this moment, there is a person in front of them! And his speed is not behind them at all. No matter how the wolves speed up or howl, this person is still running fast in front, the distance is not short or long, and the distance is within ten seconds.
About meters.
Competing speed with wolves?
No, he's dancing with wolves!
He laughed wildly and was full of heroic spirit, and his steps showed no panic at all, as if behind him he was not a ferocious prairie wolf, but a backup dancer who set off his heroic spirit.
If someone were here, the one who would be amazed would not be his speed, but his courage! The wolves have rioted, and they, who were always calm and alert, have lost their minds under this person's instigation. There is only one thought in the burning heart, over there is
Tear apart the hateful humans in front of you.
crisis!
If there is even the slightest mistake, the wolf's claws and fangs that are almost behind him can definitely tear this person into pieces with his fingertips in an instant and kill him in the wasteland.
With a low roar, he stepped on a rock in front of him with his rushing feet, and his body shot forward quickly into the air.
Roar! The pack of wolves roared, and the leader of the wolf king suddenly jumped up, whizzing away with his long sharp claws, directly grabbing the person's neck. There is no doubt about the strength of the wolf, and it is enough to knock an adult to the ground when it hits with full force.
If the tip of the claw touches it, the flesh and blood will definitely be blurred.
The other twenty or so prairie wolves that followed also jumped up, their wolf claws flying, and struck fiercely. For a moment, the situation was extremely dangerous, and he could almost smell the stinky blood spraying from the wolves' mouths in mid-air.
The pupils shrank, and the upside-down body twisted in an incredible way, kicking his legs and moving his hands, without any panic or fear.
Bang, bang, bang, there were dull sounds in the air, and all the wolf claws that were close to him were bounced away by it.
Poof! He spun his body and landed dexterously, followed closely by him. His long body was like a spring compressed to the extreme, ejecting into the air. At the same time, his legs swung, blasting away the other prairie wolves that jumped up with him.
Take off, spin, take action, land, twist, and bounce again, the whole movement is done in one go, dexterous, tricky, fierce, gorgeous and shocking!
Every move and every leap is beyond the limits of human beings that ordinary people understand!
The wolf king was hurt and roared in the sky. All the wolves roared low and locked ferociously on this human who dared to challenge the dignity of the wolf clan.
"That's it, my friends!" The man looked at the sky, laughed silently, turned around and ran away again.
Naturally, the wolves refused to give up, and pursued and killed them regardless of their tired bodies.
However, despite such a huge amount of consumption, the man's speed did not slow down, but he opened further and further. His forward body kept throwing twists and turns, gradually widening the distance between him and the wolves.
The man's name is Di Cheng, and he came to Inner Mongolia's Hulunbuir Prairie five years ago. As for where he came from, no one knows, and his past has never been mentioned. But his tall body, resolute and handsome face, and the aura that are revealed all over his body
His evil intentions and terrifying fighting prowess left a deep impression on many people.
The whole of Inner Mongolia and even the five Southeast Asian countries have begun to turn their attention here, to this man who has risen like a comet, the new generation of fighting king, Di Cheng!
Dances with wolves is his way of training and honing, and it is also his daily leisure and entertainment. At first, it was a real dance with death. Since he was not strong enough and did not know the strength of the wolves, he basically did it every time.
Struggling in front of the God of Death, wounds were spread almost all over his body, and death kept calling in front of him.
After repeated trials of life and death, and extreme challenges again and again, Di Cheng became almost "familiar" with the entire wolf pack in the Hulunbuir Grassland. His strength and courage also grew to an incredible degree. Every time he encountered wolves, he became familiar with them.
The time of Dances with Wolves has also increased from minutes to hours. Until now, he has enough capital to be proud of the entire Hulunbuir Prairie.
The wolves are no longer a threat! Even the largest wolf pack in the grassland!
During the rapid sprint, Di Cheng's steps suddenly turned, he casually hit the ground, and caught a running hare in his hand. Without stopping, he headed straight for the off-road vehicle in front of him.
Bang! Rushing into the off-road vehicle, Di Cheng closed the door tightly. Not long after, the wolves that had been pursuing them relentlessly attacked the car window, and their sharp teeth and claws fell fiercely on the car body, venting their inner anger and anger.
resentment.
"You're back? Today's time is a little short, it's less than an hour." A strong man in the driver's seat woke up with a sigh. Unlike Di Cheng, this man's ruthless and barbaric aura did not show any trace of it.
He restrained himself, but there was a ferocious scar on his supposedly handsome face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, as if no one had ever paid attention to him.
This man's name is Yang Jing, a death row prisoner whom Di Cheng once rescued. He followed him all the way to Inner Mongolia. He is Di Cheng's best friend and brother, and the only one.
Yang Jing didn't seem to notice the wolves frantically banging on the door outside. He skillfully put the car into gear, shifted gears, stepped on the accelerator, and flew forward, quickly leaving the wolves behind.
"Tomorrow's game is very important. We need to save some energy." Di Cheng took a sip of mineral water and said.
"I can easily kill a bunch of self-righteous trash, let alone you, big brother."
Di Cheng smiled and didn't say much. Yang Jing was indeed a bit arrogant, but his strength was definitely there. He had the right to be proud.
Looking through the reflector at the wolf pack behind them that had almost become small dots, he whispered: "When a wolf knows where his target is going, the world will make way for him. Being caught is not scary, and starving is not scary. The most terrifying thing is
I have lost my ambition and self-motivation and become a dog wagging its tail begging for food! Therefore, living is to conquer, and anything on the grassland will become my trophy!
After the game is over tomorrow, we may have to leave here. I don’t know when we can come back. I feel a little reluctant to come back and see these lovely creatures.”
"Hey, I like to see the expression on your face when you say that famous quote from the wolf clan. Don't worry, brother. When you are willing to come back, we will just come back. The world is big, but as long as you and I join forces, where can we go?
"
Di Cheng chuckled and said, "Be careful tonight. Tomorrow's game will involve the interests of many people, and some people may have some evil intentions."
"Hehe, I'm hoping they'll have some bad ideas." Yang Jing chuckled, ferocious and ruthless. He stepped on the right foot and pressed the accelerator to the bottom. The off-road vehicle that had been modified many times accelerated suddenly and faced the front.
Rush away.
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