Chapter 150 The Scapegoat 18
Although those dancers are dead men, they are not afraid of death.

But no matter who it is, facing hundreds of hungry wolves that are being cornered, their faces will turn pale.

At the same time that hundreds of wolves rushed in through the open iron fence, Tuobahan raised the corner of his mouth and ordered in a deep voice: "Give them the weapons."

As soon as his words fell, the guards behind the archers took off their waist knives and threw them into the iron net.

Seeing the knife that fell to the ground, the dancers didn't even think about it, they all quickly picked up the knife that had just fallen to the ground, and confronted the wolves.

The iron fence was quickly closed behind the last wolf.

Outside, is the way of life.

The people inside, or the wolves, are left with nothing but death.

After the group of extremely hungry wolves pounced on the surrounding fence for a round, their eyes gleaming with cold light finally stared at the group of dancers in the iron fence.

They were forced in by man, and the enemy, of course, was also man.

In the eyes of wolves, it is impossible to tell who drove them into this iron net with no way out, only that it was human.

Tuo Bahan's eyes looked at the concubines who were holding their breath, and also glanced at the pale Sima Jin, and said with a light smile: "Hunting, whether it's a man or a wolf, the one who survives is the hunter."

The smile on Yue Qingyun's face was even brighter, but his eyes were blurred.

It was as if she had heard this sentence many years ago.

That's what the instructor who trained them said when he locked her and her friends who had lived together since childhood in that secret room for the first time.

Not exactly the same, but the meaning is the same.

Only those who walk out of the secret room are the ones who can survive.

(End of this chapter)

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