Chapter 2650 Agent Sha Shen, Went to Hell (Extra: Agent Growth History 7)

Soon, someone from the organization dragged away 018's body and fed it to the big wolfhounds.

After people here die, their bodies will be dragged away to feed the big wolfhounds.

This is the organization telling them that if they don't want to be dragged away to feed the big wolfhounds after they die, they must survive in the strongest way.

Even if it means killing their most important friends.

At all costs!

006 was silent for many days.

At the age of six, she didn't know what death meant. She only knew that 018 would never appear again, and no one would bring her food in the middle of the night and hug her with their warm arms.

......

Six years later.

006 was twelve years old.

The group of people who killed 018 were all killed by 056, a boy who often met 018. 006 later learned 056's code name - Crazy Dragon.

After 018's death, 006's strength improved by leaps and bounds. She could learn the most accurate killing moves in the fastest time and kill the opponent in the fastest time.

Every year, a new batch of children will join the organization, and then the surviving children from the first batch will play a game of survival of the fittest with the new children.

To date, only fifty of the thousands of children have survived.

And 006 is one of them.

"Today will be your big day. If you want to go home, your wish will come true today!" J put his hands behind his back and looked at the fifty people who had survived all the weak ones over the years, and smiled with narrowed eyes.

After laughing, J clapped his hands amid the excitement of a group of people.

Immediately, someone took the remaining fifty people and sent them into a large iron cage.

"Okay, children, you can choose any weapon in front of you.

"After getting the weapon, you can use the weapon in your hand to kill anyone you see!

"Because in this game, only three people can survive to the end!"

J's words were heard by the fifty people who walked into the iron cage.

Large-scale fight!

Fifty people, holding their own weapons, kill anyone they see!

Until the last three people who survived can walk out of the island!

This is a game, and also a contest of life and death.

They may survive in the organization for a few years, but whether they can make it to the end depends on today's decisive battle!

"What! Only three people can survive!? Then we have no way to survive! Then all our efforts over the years have been in vain!"

When someone heard J's words, his face changed drastically, and he looked at J and expressed his dissatisfaction.

"This is unfair! I have no friends! They form gangs! If they besiege me with friends! Then I will definitely die!" Someone immediately spoke up and expressed his thoughts.

J listened to everyone's complaints seriously.

Then he showed a harmless smile:

"Unfair? Complaints, right?"

After J said this, his face suddenly became ferocious, and then he laughed:

"Those who don't take weapons, die now!"

After J said this, thirty snipers immediately appeared at high altitude points everywhere.

Thirty snipers pointed their sniper rifles at the fifty people in the large iron cage from different angles.

As long as they don't obey, they will die!

Just when most of the fifty people in the iron cage were complaining.

006 walked to the pile of weapons, picked up a butterfly knife, turned around and sprinted forward two steps, swinging the butterfly knife and stabbed three hesitant companions to death!

"Swish, swish!"

Blood splattered!

095 also quickly grabbed a long knife from a pile of weapons and joined this life-and-death game.

This battle is about speed! It's about life and death!

Whoever is slower by one second will die!

While the other group of people were hesitating, complaining about unfairness, or whispering to each other to find someone to discuss how to deal with people together, 006 had already grabbed the butterfly knife and killed a series of companions!

In this life-and-death game without process, only the results matter, only those who act quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly have the chance to survive to the end!

When the large iron cage was surrounded by corpses and only three people were left standing on the pile of corpses, holding their weapons and breathing heavily, J stretched out his hand, clapped his hands, and said to the three people:

"Congratulations, you have become the final king, join the Dark Soul Organization, someone will send you to sign a five-year agreement tomorrow, work for the organization for five years, and you will be free."

......

Southeast Asia, Myanmar.

The group of people who sent a group of children into the organization, after getting a lot of wealth, are accompanied by beautiful women day and night.

At this moment, in a large bar.

"Brothers, have you heard? Three assassin agents from the Dark Soul Organization have recently emerged with amazing strength and swept a large number of international bigwigs. Do you think that the group of children we sent in at the beginning are among them?"

"How could it be such a coincidence, hey!"

"What if there are? What if they come to seek revenge on us brothers?"

"How is it possible? How old are those children? They don't even remember what we look like! This joke is not funny at all!"

......

In the bar, a short and fat Burmese man held a beautiful woman's chest with an indifferent look on his face.

But just after they finished saying this, the door was suddenly opened.

But only a twelve-year-old girl with loose hair and a dark aura appeared in front of everyone.

"Where did you come from, little girl? Go away, go away!" The Burmese man looked disgusted when he saw this.

But just after he finished speaking, a butterfly knife suddenly flew out of the girl's hand and directly cut off the head of the Burmese man. She stepped forward in a second, stepped on the head of the killed Burmese man with one foot, kicked the butterfly knife from the ground with the other foot, held the butterfly knife that was thrown up in her hand, raised her eyes, and the murderous intent reflected in her sharp eyes made all the Burmese men present suddenly terrified:

"Dark Soul Organization, Agent Sha Shen, one of the children you sent into the organization seven years ago, you, should go to hell."