Chapter 824: Extra 13

"Run! What are you doing? Didn't you eat?"

In a closed training base, a girl in a black gauze dress, wearing a black eagle mask on her face, leaned diagonally on a sofa with her legs crossed; the fiery red nails on her hands made her fingers look slender and her skin fair.

Only...

In her hand, she held no high-end red wine, nor did she hold any whiskey; instead, she cradled a cup of clear tea.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, the girl slowly lowered her gun, and over there, a man clutched his arm, looking at her with hatred.

The Gun King Training Base had changed to its third master; she was called Xia.

In her first year of taking over, out of one hundred people, only three walked out.

Nations were terrified; the former Eight Great Devil Trainers had become the King of Hell and her seven little ghosts.

"Xia, you're interfering with the training again." Siweike looked at Chen Anxia and shook his head helplessly.

Chen Anxia raised her head, her crimson lips curling into a smile, "Uncle Siweike, since it's devil special training, those who walk out are devils. How were these little weaklings sent over in the first place?"

Looking at the quality of the Soldier Kings sent by various countries, which declined with every batch, she spread her hands, "The countries need to reflect."

Siweike sighed, "Xia, you have to know, not everyone is like you; they need time."

The countries already had complaints; in the past, ten people could walk out every year, but after An took power, five could walk out annually, and once Xia took power, only three remained.

If this continues, it won't be nine deaths and one life for them, but ten deaths and zero lives.

Chen Anxia smiled, and at that very moment, a gunshot rang out; her eyes flickered slightly, her body flipped, and she dodged the attack directly.

"Uncle Siweike, look, don't blame me."

Her smile was like a demon, like a soul-reaping King of Hell.

The small pistol in her hand seemed like a toy, constantly spinning.

"Little one, I'm going to counterattack, are you ready?" Her soft laughter was so clear in this mountain forest.

Before the words had even fallen, the gun in her hand had already fired.

Siweike took a step back, leaving this battlefield to the girl; they never restrained her, letting her grow freely.

"I bet five minutes." Aila chuckled, watching the black dress fluttering like a dancing shadow.

"Three minutes!" The Devil rubbed his chin, a doting smile on his face.

"What are you thinking? Two minutes!" The Angel leaned in, compressing the time once more.

But...

At this moment, a Surgical Knife was slapped directly onto the table, "Fifty seconds."

"Huh?" Everyone looked over.

They saw that Changsheng wasn't even looking at the monitor, but was instead continuing to wipe the Surgical Knife.

"Impossible!" Aila replied in disbelief; although the little princess was very powerful, the quality of this batch of soldiers was still very high, and they had already passed through Hell Level One and Level Two, so both their adaptability and physical fitness had improved significantly.

Fifty seconds?

Was their previous training all for nothing?

But...

"I've played enough, it's time to end this." That black gauze dress, in the shadows, was like a butterfly dancing in the darkness; every flip, every rotation, carried a deadly aesthetic.

"You..."

That person, eyes wide open, pointed at Chen Anxia, then slowly fell backward, and from that person's neck, a thin line of blood gushed out.

Chen Anxia looked at the surgical blade held between her fingers, "I like the sound of cutting through flesh, but I don't like blood spraying on my hands; it's so annoying!"

The people in the monitoring room checked the time, and everyone looked at each other, "Forty-four seconds..."

It didn't even reach fifty seconds...

This!

Aila coughed lightly, "Ahem."

Then she continued, "Our little princess seems to be getting less and less patient."

"Wait!" At this moment, a voice shouted, then looked at Changsheng, "When did you teach her that?"

Changsheng no longer led training; besides guarding the base, he just accompanied his sister.

Back when they trained the little princess, Changsheng refused to participate, but the little princess's Surgical Knife? It clearly belonged to this guy Changsheng!

This guy actually secretly taught the little princess bad habits.

Changsheng looked at the few people, then sighed, "Have you ever thought that I was forced?"

They were getting old, the base needed new people, and they had already begun to slowly retire, especially him.

He was considered the first among them to retire, and he no longer took on any training tasks now.

But that little ancestor actually poisoned him.

"Mm... I pity you."

"My heart aches for you."

"I..."

Changsheng's mouth twitched; if you could hide your gloating expressions, I might actually believe you.

Outside the monitoring room, Siweike watched the girl walking back barefoot, "Little princess, be gentle."

Chen Anxia's mouth twitched, "Uncle Siweike, and uncles in the monitoring room, was my mother gentle?"

The people in the monitoring room tacitly covered their mouths; Xia, he was a trouble they couldn't afford, and An, she was even more untouchable.

"Gentle." When Siweike answered, he was expressionless; as someone who had always been scholarly, it was the first time he realized his own mouth could twitch automatically.

"I think so too." Chen Anxia revealed a devilish smile, then looked at Siweike, "Uncles, I think our Gun King Special Training is too old-fashioned; we should keep up with the times and update the version."

"She's coming..."

"She is coming with her vicious plan."

"Looking at her demonic smile, it is as if she is tolling the funeral bell of dawn."

Aila felt life was devoid of meaning, and then she involuntarily thought of that song...

"Who is singing~"

"Warming the loneliness~"

"White clouds drifting leisurely~"

"The blue sky remains the same~"

"Tears are drifting~"

For a moment, inside the surveillance room and outside the surveillance room, there was silence.