Latent Syndrome

Chapter 256 255. Hatred

A completely barbaric primitive fighting arena, a huge iron cage in a corner of the tropical jungle wasteland.

"Fuck you, why?"

Di Wei was beaten violently in an iron cage by a D-class infected person hinted at by a tower. In this fighting arena full of bloody violence, it would not end until one of the parties died.

Although the people of Di Zhu were beaten stupid, apart from having a body like a living dead, their physical strength was not enough to even run eight hundred meters. They were unable to draw strength from another space and were abused one-sidedly.

Even after the opponent's strength was completely exhausted, Di Biao was not seen dead, so the people fighting Di Biao were directly shot and killed by the officers who were watching and surrounded by warblers and swallows.

The bet about Di Biao was completely meaningless. He was just a sandbag with no power to fight back. No matter how hard he was beaten, he never made a sound. He was simply born to be beaten.

So there was a new rule. As a daily repertoire, Di Wei would come out and be beaten regularly every day. If he could not beat the infected person, he would die.

"I can't even beat your mother to death..."

The moment he heard this rule, Di Wei knelt down on the ground and spoke with elegant words.

In this way, Di Wei lived a happy life of being beaten, drunk and dreaming.

"I know some people, the more painful they are, the better they feel."

"I can tell the kind of person you are."

"Enjoy it."

"The top cadre, Mr. Di Wei."

The warlord had no intention of giving Di Biao pleasure. He once thought of sealing Di Biao's legs with cement and throwing him into the sea, but after careful consideration, he decided against it.

He wanted Di Zhu to be tortured under his eyes forever, and this was just the beginning. He knew what Di Zhu was most afraid of, and even such a person had something to fear.

After that, he wanted to plunge Di Yi into hell. He first incited him and made him watch the thing he was most proud of completely shattered, making him unable to have a relationship with women for the rest of his life.

Klein wants to completely shatter his concept of a tough guy and turn him into a useless person.

At that time...

He never dared to mention...the words "real man" again.

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"If handwork is uncool, then I'm the lowest level idiot in the world."

"Ha ha."

In the selection of SCT's top cadres, Di Wei stood out and competed with several other ordinary SCT cadres.

And today is the day when the results are announced.

The comprehensive strength is considered based on factors such as the stability of the controlled area, the amount of tax paid, and the quality of combat power possessed.

In the conference room of the SCT headquarters, the light was cold and the atmosphere was dark. Several men with fierce faces were eagerly waiting for the summit members to arrive and announce the results.

And this time in the selection.

Klein was also there. He was tall, nearly two meters tall, with sunken eyes. He looked the most vicious in the entire conference room.

At this time, Di Wei was wearing a khaki windbreaker, talking about handwork, and put his hands in his trouser pockets to make adjustments. He had just performed a very subtle pressure relief activity in the bathroom.

As Di Wei entered the conference room, everyone in the space looked solemn, because all the methods used by Di Wei in this selection were too underhanded.

In order to ensure the tax amount, he actually provided hallucinogens to his children, saying that real men need to be cultivated from an early age to understand temptation in order to resist temptation. The anti-drug pioneer starts with me.

Di Wei actually came prepared this time. He had already found out the tone of the summit from McConaughey. In the end, a man named Klein would be selected as the top cadre. As an S-class infected person, he himself With a certain amount of combat power, its co-ordination ability is also quite strong, the area under its jurisdiction is extremely stable, and it maintains sustainable fishing.

Although the amount of taxes paid by Di Wei is higher, the area under his jurisdiction is quite chaotic. Since he joined SCT, he has been rising all the way. His position has been promoted too fast. There are doubts about his specific thoughts or positions, but he is only regarded as a strong candidate and remains. Until the next replenishment.

After Di Wei learned the news, he was not a man who could live idle at all, so he resorted to some means.

"Hello, this... white gentleman."

Di Wei walked to the conference table, took out his hand from his trouser pocket, stretched it out to Klein, and motioned to shake his hand.

Klein frowned. He also understood that Di Biao was a strong opponent in this selection and had friends in the summit. Regardless of whether he was selected or not, he would have to suffer the loss.

Holding back his rage, he stretched out his hand and shook it symbolically.

But it was not enough for Di Wei to humiliate him like this.

The long conference table was rectangular, with candidates sitting on both sides. No one dared to cross the line and sit in the main seat above, which was reserved for summit members.

Unexpectedly, Di Wei didn't care and sat on the main seat with his legs even on the conference table, which made everyone nervous.

The summit... cannot be desecrated.

Di Wei not only didn't care, but also told a story about an unrelated affair.

"Fuck."

He licked his tongue.

"Last night I met a very sexy woman. She was so sexy that I was moved."

"She has been complaining that her husband is being raped by foreigners. She would rather do it herself than sleep in the same bed with that loser."

"Damn it."

"Maybe I'm just too damn handsome."

"I just said... Do you want to have some fun? I was just talking casually."

"What do you think it turned out to be?"

"Why not?"

"She said, why not?"

"I wouldn't believe this bitch's kung fu without the experience of a hundred works. She has a unique technique for dealing with the weak state."

"Really... do it."

"When I left this morning, I also gave you a small gift. It was so embarrassing that I wiped it off."

After Di Wei finished telling the story of his affair, he took out a pair of black lace women's triangle underwear from the inner pocket of his khaki windbreaker as if it were a treasure, and carefully spread it on the conference table.

The other candidates were silent and just dumbfounded. Klein frowned even more and didn't say much. Maybe he was just overthinking.

"By the way, that woman...is her name Betsy or something? Let me introduce you to her, okay?"

Di Wei just finished speaking.

Klein felt like the world was spinning in front of him, and everyone was stunned. It was too late to even get angry.

"BOSS, you forgot your candidacy information."

Suddenly, Di Biao's younger brother appeared at the door of the conference room, carrying something in his hand.

Each candidate brought a propaganda document, but Di Biao was empty-handed. Only then did his younger brother deliver it.

It wasn't anything else, but a child's cartoon schoolbag.

Klein rushed over like a tiger, grabbed Di Zhu's neck, and lifted him into the air, with veins on his forehead standing out.

"You did something."

Klein questioned.

Di Wei learned about the selection results and thought that he did not have time to wait until the next replacement, and he could not tell when another top cadre would die.

His head was swollen with blood due to lack of oxygen. He coughed a few times and spoke intermittently.

"Why don't you go see it yourself?"

"There's not much time left. I told them it would be in twenty minutes."

"Master Father..."

"I will come to your home and pray for your son."

Di Wei made a pun.

In his context, the word priest is extremely evil.

Klein gasped. He didn't know how Di Biao found his family's information. It was classified as top secret... It was his friend, the top official, a person named McConaughey.