The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

"Uh, me? I think I'll pass."

Chen Jun refused the butcher's "kind invitation," as the torturous act of slicing meat and cutting bones was far too much for a greenhorn like him.

"You're scared too? No way, are all those muscles of yours for nothing?" the butcher provoked.

"If you ask me to kill him, I might hesitate, but I believe I can grit my teeth and do it. However, I'm afraid I'll become allergic to sliced ​​fish in the future, which is my favorite dish."

Chen Jun's reason for refusing was half true and half false. Before the butcher could say anything more, he turned around and walked out.

"hey-hey."

The butcher grinned, revealing a set of white teeth. He didn't force Chen Jun to do anything, but instead looked at the devil and said, "Hey, wanna take a gamble...?"

"This bunch of lunatics."

Hearing Butcher's words behind him, Chen Jun quickened his pace involuntarily. Just as he came out, he heard the captain say, "Butcher's behavior is a bit excessive. Don't follow his example. One Butcher is enough for the wolf pack."

Xing Tian was still squatting against the wall, tears still wet in the corners of his eyes.

"Alright, stop crying like a woman. We've ended up in this group, so let's make the best of it. We'll do what we can, and we won't do what we can't. Let's just follow our hearts."

Chen Jun walked over, grabbed Xing Tian's shoulder, and pulled him to his feet. He bent down, looked into Xing Tian's eyes, and said seriously, "We came out together and fought side by side through life-and-death crises."

I believe that we two descendants of Yan and Huang are no worse than these black and white devils in this line of work.

"Once we pay off our debts and earn a few million more, achieving financial freedom, we'll go home together and live a glamorous life for the rest of our days."

"good!"

Xing Tian, ​​who had been feeling down, was encouraged and spurred on by Chen Jun's words. He immediately regained his spirits and said confidently and firmly, "Let's come out together, go home together, and be brothers for life."

"Haha, good brother, from today onwards, I'm entrusting my back to you." Chen Jun laughed loudly.

And so it began from this moment.

The day before they went on a trip together, Chen Jun and Xing Tian, ​​who were still strangers, finally broke through their relationship today after experiencing a series of events.

We are compatriots! We are brothers!

The captain couldn't understand Mandarin and didn't know what Chen Jun and Xing Tian were saying, but human emotions are universal, and he could feel the affection between Xing Tian and Chen Jun.

Reflecting on the life and death separations I've experienced along the way, my eyes became complicated and unreadable.

There was joy, there was remembrance, and even more regret...

"ah--"

A bloodcurdling scream erupted from the room, its piercing sound echoing throughout the entire village.

The wolf pack mercenaries outside seemed unaffected, chatting and laughing amongst themselves. The scene inside was unseen, but the sounds emanating from the house were enough to send chills down one's spine.

"One layer, two layers, three layers... nine layers. On the ninth layer, you'll see the bones. You lost, haha."

"I'll owe you a hundred bucks for now. You've only been on the tenth floor. There are still a few legs left. Let's gamble again. I'm sure I'll win this time."

The demon and the butcher played like children playing a game, completely disregarding the seriousness of skinning and bone-shaving.

But when Chen Jun and Xing Tian heard it, they couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It was a tremor from their very souls, as if it were the whispers of a demon.

The chaos and hell of the mercenary world, the cruelty and bloodshed of war.

The two of them had a profound understanding that was etched into their very bones.

The screams inside continued, and the gamble between the demon and the butcher continued until the captain went in and joined the interrogation.

About ten minutes later.

The room fell into complete silence; the screams and groans of pain ceased. The fate of the three prisoners was predictable.

The butcher, the demon, and others came out one after another. The captain gathered everyone and announced, "We killed 37 people in the village. According to the prisoners' confessions, there should be about 70 more left."

"The location is here. We need to get there tonight and wipe them all out before they realize the villagers have been killed."

The captain pointed to a location on the map; there was no place name displayed there, deep in a dense primeval jungle.

"They have more than seventy people and the defensive advantage of the base. Are our fourteen people too few to take the initiative to fight them?" Xing Tian worried.

Actively attack an enemy force five times your size, which also has the advantages of terrain and base defense.

That does sound too risky!

However, the Wolf Pack is no ordinary mercenary group. If Xing Tian knew that the Wolf Pack was ranked number one in the mercenary world, he probably wouldn't have asked such a question.

"To be precise, there are only thirteen of us, but we just killed thirty-seven. Are seventy a lot? We can just kill two more for each of us."

As he spoke, Di Huo trimmed his fingernails with a knife, clearly not considering these enemies as adversaries.

"Uh, why are there thirteen? Aren't there fourteen of us here?" Chen Jun asked, puzzled.

"You can only be considered half a person."

Di Huo glanced at Chen Jun and Xing Tian, ​​and casually uttered a remark that was utterly offensive.

"..."

Chen Jun and Xing Tian wanted to refute, but after opening their mouths, they ultimately didn't utter a single word.

Compared to the ruthless executioners like the wolf pack, the top mercenaries who roam the battlefield with unparalleled skill are already being treated with great respect by considering Chen Jun and Xing Tian as half a person.

"No problem, let's go."

The captain smiled slightly as he looked at Chen Jun and Xing Tian, ​​then issued new combat orders.

As the crowd blocking the doorway dispersed and began preparing for the upcoming battle, Chen Jun and Xing Tian were finally able to look into the house through the door.

Inside the room hung six bare leg bones, the flesh from the soles of the feet to the thighs completely gone.

There was a large pool of still-steaming blood on the ground, with pieces of flesh as thin as paper floating on top of it; you could tell without even counting that there were more than a hundred pieces.

Xing Tian was so struck by the intense visual impact that his face turned deathly pale.

He muttered to himself, "Is this why they're called demons and butchers?"

"I was short on time today, so I didn't perform very well. Next time, when I have more time, I'll teach you a few more tricks, and I guarantee they'll all be useful and helpful."

The butcher licked his lips as he spoke, looking as if he wanted more.

"Can I...can I not learn it?"

Xing Tian was genuinely resisting; his voice trembled as he spoke.

"That's not up to you. Even if you don't learn it, you'll learn it on your own after a while." The butcher patted Xing Tian on the shoulder and then grabbed him, pulling him out of the village.

Xing Tian was at a loss for how to subdue the butcher and looked worried, while Chen Jun became interested.

"Butcher, I don't want to learn the knife technique for skinning people, but I believe you must know other knife skills. Could you teach me those?"

Chen Jun enjoys the thrill of close-quarters combat, but he also knows that he has a significant weakness in this area.

If this can be remedied, the combat power will definitely increase significantly.