Keep attacking girls and try not to be killed by them

The mysterious masked man who claimed to be "Zhao Ye Liu Que·Liu Tang Hall Master" did not give Hong Xin a chance to breathe. After a small concession, he immediately pressed forward with questioning.

Hong Xin felt the pressure in the other party's words, and the happiness brought by the small victory he had just achieved immediately disappeared without a trace.

Yes, if Hong Xin couldn't escape, what would it matter even if he knew the other party's information?

Just as he had just said to the mysterious masked man, corpses cannot speak.

"Don't, don't be anxious, meow. It's such an important matter, I... I need to think about it for a while..."

This was the first time Hong Xin allowed his true feelings to show up. He believed that showing a little bit of weakness now would help to relax the enemy's vigilance and give himself more opportunities.

What he wanted most now was to delay this matter, because if he had to stage a "betrayal of the organization and joining the enemy camp" drama at this critical juncture, it would be a huge test for Hong Xin.

"Haha, what's there to think about?" The mysterious masked man sneered, crossed his arms over his chest, looked down at Hong Xin and asked, "Either join us or die. Which is your choice?"

In the dark room, the enemy's invisible words turned into a tangible blade and were placed on Hong Xin's neck.

He had always known that sharp words could kill people without them even noticing, but this was the first time he had truly experienced the destructive power of language.

——(No, I can’t answer that. I still have to find a way to drag it over there, nya…!)

"If I don't join you, I'll definitely die. I know that, meow...but...but, can't you give me a little more time to prepare myself mentally, meow?"

Hong Xin continued his cowardly behavior and continued to lie on the ground to show weakness.

However, he has now vaguely begun to feel that the dizziness is gradually subsiding and his body is gradually regaining consciousness.

If he could take advantage of this information gap and strike suddenly when the enemy still thought he was unable to move, he might be able to turn the tables on the mysterious masked man and find an opportunity to break the deadlock!

"You can join us first and then slowly prepare yourself mentally. Okay, stop talking nonsense. Are you joining or rejecting? Give me your answer quickly!"

The mysterious masked man began to urge Hong Xin impatiently, and Hong Xin knew that he had reached the limit of his cheating. If he continued to make trouble, it would probably only be disadvantageous to him.

So, Hong Xin accumulated all the strength he had just recovered in his legs, preparing to launch a surprise attack the moment he pretended to agree to the other party!

——(Victory or defeat depends on this one move... Please, ancestors of the cat-people, please protect me, meow!)

"Okay, okay, since you said so, then I definitely agree, meow..."

Hong Xin spoke as slowly as possible while quietly bending his waist. However, just as he was about to leap, the mysterious masked man suddenly swung his hand at an extremely fast speed. Immediately afterwards, Hong Xin felt something fly out from the right side of his body...

"Eh?"

It was two seconds later that the piercing and tearing pain reached Hong Xin's brain.

At this moment, he seemed to feel that his right shoulder was being burned by flames, and it was as if millions of insects were gnawing at the flesh on his right shoulder!

Hong Xin turned his head to look at his right shoulder in disbelief, and only then did he realize that his entire right arm was gone, leaving only a bleeding wound that continued to cause him pain!

"Ahhhhh...!!!"

“My…my…my right hand!!!”

“Ah…ah…I…who…it hurts! It hurts so much!!!”

The intense pain that tore through his body made Hong Xin roll uncontrollably on the ground. The wails and gibberish that came out of his mouth kept echoing in the room, making his pain even more intense.

Not until he was screaming to exhaustion did the mysterious masked man draw out a red-hot sword and burn Hong Xin's wound to stop the bleeding, so as to prevent him from dying from excessive blood loss.

"How are you, Hong Xin? Are you sober now? You don't think we can have an equal dialogue, do you? You keep stalling with me again and again? What are you thinking? Hahahaha!"

The mysterious masked man's words were full of sarcasm and ridicule. Hearing his gloating words, Hong Xin realized that the so-called persuasion was just a lie that the other party told to bully him for fun!

This unforgivable guy just wanted to see his own pitiful appearance as he fell into the hell of pain from the moment he was about to be happy!

Devil, this guy is a devil!!!

The intense anger allowed Hong Xin to temporarily overcome the severe pain and weakness in his body. He stood up suddenly with just one hand. Even if he was going to die, he wanted to die with dignity!

"You who are hiding behind the mask! Listen carefully! I will never let you play with my life!!!"

Hong Xin roared at the top of his lungs, then rushed towards the mysterious masked man regardless of everything!

At this moment, he did not lose his composure because of anger. In fact, it was precisely because he remained calm that he knew more clearly that his only choice was to fight to the death!

However, even if it meant risking his life, Hong Xin could not get what he wanted.

Just after he took the first step, he saw the mysterious masked man's right hand waving again at an extremely fast speed. Then, a familiar feeling of dizziness swept through Hong Xin's brain again, causing him to fall straight down again.

"Aiya, aiya~ That shout just now was certainly quite impressive, but in the end, you're left with nothing but impotent rage, right? Captain of the Cicada Unit, Hong Xin?"

The mysterious masked man walked over to Hong Xin as he spoke. He squatted down and looked down at the poor cat man who was unable to move.

Hong Xin had never had the chance to get so close to this hateful guy, but even though the other party was only a few feet away, he couldn't even move a finger.

Now Hong Xin was trying his best just to stay conscious and not faint.

——(Damn it… Damn it, meow…!!!)

——(Damn you, I will cut you into pieces!!!)

9.213 - True and False

Hong Xin was filled with immense anger.

But as his enemies mocked him, his anger could only be impotent rage.

After the burning rage, all that was left for the cat-man ninja captain was the pain of having the will but not the ability to do anything.

And even more painful torture is just about to begin.

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More than ten minutes later, Hong Xin was still lying on the ground. The wound was still only on the right side of his shoulder, but above that wound, there were countless secondary wounds... tertiary wounds...

These were all masterpieces left on him by the devil-masked man.

The pain he felt during these ten minutes was something Hong Xin had never experienced in his life.

After being tortured to this point, Hong Xin no longer had the desire to cut the other person into pieces, and only endless despair remained.

Hong Xin, who had lost hope, lay powerlessly on the ground. He gasped weakly and realized that he was powerless.

When the captain of the Cicada Corps realized that he was really doomed... his mentality changed drastically.

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Hong Xin doesn't want to die yet.

He joined the Cicada Corps not to dedicate his life to the organization.

He also has a lover with whom he has pledged his life, who is waiting for him to return in the territory of the cat people.

However, whether he could survive or not was no longer up to him.

In despair, Hong Xin questioned the mysterious masked man.

"You brought me here...what on earth do you want to do..."

Hong Xin's questioning was full of weak hysteria. He looked like a dying lynx. Even if he showed his sharp fangs and claws, it would not have any deterrent effect.

Seeing this, the mysterious masked man laughed with satisfaction.

This guy who doesn't play by the rules and can even be said to be crazy has now become synonymous with fear in Hong Xin's eyes.

"Captain Hong Xin, are you breaking down already? It's a bit early."

The mysterious masked man once again spoke words that Hong Xin could not understand. Ever since his right arm was cut off, this conversation had been heading in a direction that Hong Xin could not understand.

Isn't this guy who once seemed to want to recruit Hong Xin to join "Zhao Ye Liuque" really a lunatic?

"Haha, I didn't expect you to look at me like a madman. It seems that the strongest cicada in the cat-people tribe is no more than this."

The mysterious masked man took a few steps back and distanced himself from Hong Xin again.

This blessing-like distance made Hong Xin feel that he could finally breathe again.

"What on earth do you want to say, meow... Just give me a quick death, meow..."

The lingering severe pain in his right shoulder, the dizziness in his head, and the fear of not knowing what would happen to him... Hong Xin could only feel torture now, and he was no longer able to think about how to fight the enemy.

"Okay, no problem. Everything I did just now actually has no real meaning. I just wanted to test you, hehe."

The mysterious masked man's seemingly sincere answer was now difficult for Hong Xin to tell whether it was true or false.

Hong Xin had no idea whether the masked man had finished torturing her and was getting down to business, or was still finding joy in his suffering.

What Hong Xin didn't expect was that the mysterious masked man's words actually went around in circles and returned to the previous topic.

"Well, Captain Hong Xin, if you join us, you can reach the same level as me after training. Why don't you consider switching organizations to continue your intelligence career?"

Hearing these words of persuasion, Hong Xin's originally curled up body suddenly shrank even tighter.

He was afraid that if he answered, he would be tortured again.

"Oh, don't be afraid. Don't worry. I won't hurt you again. And I can promise you that after you join us, you will continue to be in charge of the affairs of the 'Messenger of the Underworld'. How about that?"

The mysterious masked man's persuasion continues, but Hong Xin has lost trust in him.

For Hong Xin now, the matter of the "Messenger of the Underworld" no longer matters.

What trials, what rise of the cat people? Even if this mission is successful, it will be the credit of the ten elders. It is not the turn of them who are really fighting for their lives to receive the reward.

When the cats at the top were eating meat and drinking soup, these real heroes were not even qualified to stand by and smell the fragrance. They could only stand outside and continue to serve as their watchdogs.

Yes, Hong Xin's loyalty was only to the cat people, not to those ugly ten elders, and now, when his faith was cut off, even his loyalty to the race disappeared.

"Don't be so depressed, Captain Hongxin, our conversation is just beginning."

The mysterious masked man was about to try to cheer Hong Xin up when someone seemed to come from outside the door.

The masked man glanced at Hong Xin, then walked out quickly, whispered a few words, and then returned to the room.

During this period, Hong Xin felt that his dizziness symptoms had somewhat eased, but he had no idea of ​​resisting or escaping. He just let himself lie on the ground like a piece of rotten meat, waiting to be dealt with by the enemy.

"Great news, Hong Xin."

The mysterious masked man laughed and squatted in front of Hong Xin again.

"Your six good teammates have all joined us. Now it's just you. Please express your stance?"

Hearing this, Hong Xin's stagnant heart began to ripple a little.

The other six members of the Cicada Corps are all Hong Xin's close friends who have been through thick and thin with him. If the masked man is not lying, it is not impossible for Hong Xin to follow them in rebellion.

"me……"

Hong Xin struggled to raise his head and looked outside the pitch-black door.

"I...I have to see them tell me with my own eyes, then I will believe it," Hong Xin said.

At this point, Hong Xin no longer had the energy to think about what other conspiracies the enemy had. He simply wanted to see them talk in person out of instinct and longing for his close friends.

To Hong Xin's surprise, the mysterious masked man was very easy to talk to this time and agreed to Hong Xin's request directly.

"Sure, no problem. I'll call all six of them over in a moment."

The mysterious masked man said this and stood up again, looking like he was going out to call for help.

Before leaving the room, he suddenly turned around and told Hong Xin that if the seven of them could regroup and pass the test of the "Messenger of the Underworld", a portion of the reward given by the Messenger of the Underworld would be shared with them.

"How about it? Pretty tempting, right? Think about it carefully. I'll go and bring the person you want here."

After saying that, the mysterious masked man who tortured Hong Xin to the point of collapse finally left the room.

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As the door was slammed shut, Hong Xin's environment returned to complete darkness.

Hong Xin didn't know how long he had been in a daze. It was not until the pain in his wounds and the dizziness in his head gradually subsided that his thinking ability slowly recovered.

9.214 - The End of the Trial

"Alas... everyone... everyone is too naive, meow..."

Hong Xin, the captain of the Cicada Corps, let out a long sigh at the darkness before him.

In that long yet short period of time just now, he had experienced confusion, anger and despair. Only now, after he had calmed down after being exhausted both physically and mentally, did he truly realize the root cause of all this.

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Hong Xin believed that the cat people's decision to track the "Messenger of the Underworld" over a long distance was wrong from the beginning.

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