"It's useless, we've tried to persuade him, but it's no use. Even if he's locked up, he still manages to harm himself." Wu Zhongli sighed. "Fortunately, he has half werewolf blood in him, providing him with a strong self-healing ability. His self-injury is also to make this ability stronger."
"He didn't inherit his mother's superpower; he only furiously tries to enhance his physical strength, hoping to gain the favor of so captain. But he's just a kid, without a superpower to back him up. Which captain would dare take him under their wing? It's so pitiful; if anything happened, no one could forgive themselves." Wu Zhongli lanted.
"So, you want... to help him." Luo Chao smiled and touched his chin. "Uncle, I really have to thank you. You recomnded such a great candidate to , I'm very satisfied."
Initially, Wu Zhongli thought Luo Chao would refuse, after all, no one wants a burden. Unexpectedly, he heard such words of gratitude.
Stretching lazily and yawning, Luo Chao said, "If I don't take in such an excellent youngster, I'd really be blind. Seeing him, I rember my past." His face showed an expression of recalling unbearable mories, as if he'd been through countless things, yet in reality, he wasn't much older than the boy.
"Now... let go save this lost little lamb." With that said, he swaggered over, embodying the deanor of a little rascal.
In a few steps, he reached the boy, raised a finger, and instantly turned off the punching machine. The machine stopped, and the boy looked up at the person who interrupted his training.
"Hello, young man, quite the effort you've got there." Luo Chao said in a teasing tone, "What do you say, hang out with from now on? I'll show you the ropes and take you places."
The boy ignored him, his handso mixed-race face expressionless, and raised his bloodied hand intending to restart the machine.
"Hey, don't do that." Luo Chao brushed aside his hand and covered the switch. "I'm giving you a bright path, don't you want to consider it?"
"Get lost." The boy's previously calm eyes suddenly turned fierce and violent. With a roar, his small fra sohow gave the impression of a lone vicious wolf, exuding a chilling aura, as if ready to devour soone.
Luo Chao was startled by the sudden burst of montum, but quickly cald down. He couldn't even rember how many tis he'd faced life and death; the boy's aura was negligible in his eyes.
"Why so aggressive? Stay calm, stay calm." Luo Chao still smiled as he spoke.
The boy looked at Luo Chao deeply. If an ordinary person encountered his trick, they would be scared stiff, even a superpower user would have so reaction. Yet the young man before him showed no change, proving his unfathomable depth.
Since he couldn't do anything to Luo Chao, he had no choice but to leave, never intending to exchange more words with Luo Chao.
Luo Chao was puzzled, why do his team mbers always greet him with such coldness? Am I really that unlovable? "Hey, kid, do you know who I am? If you knew, I guarantee you'd kneel and beg to take you as my little buddy."
The boy still ignored him, harshly tearing off the clothing stuck to his flesh. The just-healed wounds bled profusely again. Seeing this, even Luo Chao felt pain, yet the boy seed to have no sensation, as if this pain was all too ordinary to him.
He tidied the bloodstained clothes and put them into a bag, took a clean garnt from another bag, changed, and left with the two bags.
"Hey, are you really leaving? I'm the newly promoted team captain; if you leave, no one will help you get revenge!" Luo Chao yelled anxiously.
The boy halted abruptly.
Luo Chao thought, why do both this kid and that creepy uncle need to call them back only after leaving? What kind of strange behavior is this? Hmm, this kid will definitely hesitate, and with my strong request, he will reluctantly join. Hmm, such a hassle.
Unexpectedly, things didn't go as he thought. The boy suddenly turned mid-air, knelt on the ground, and bang, bang, bang, knocked three loud heads to Luo Chao. Luo Chao could clearly see his reddened forehead and broken scalp, blood trickling down his face.
Suddenly, Luo Chao couldn't stop it. He had to accept these three bows.
"I've already knocked my head for you; you must let join your team. If you think this isn't enough, I can continue until you're satisfied." The boy said fiercely, his expression showing if Luo Chao tricked him, he would fight desperately.
"What's going on, what's going on?" Wu Zhongli hurried over. He had been standing quite far away and didn't hear the situation clearly; he wasn't a cultivator and lacked spiritual sense.
The boy's face softened slightly when he saw him coming; he had a good relationship with Wu Zhongli, who had often treated his self-inflicted injuries.
"Get up, get up. Why are you kneeling?" Wu Zhongli quickly pulled the boy up, scolding Luo Chao, "Captain, what are you doing here!"
Luo Chao could only smile wryly; he hadn't expected the little guy to take his joke seriously.
"I was just teasing." Luo Chao scratched his head, quickly saying, "I ca to invite you to join; why would I not let you in."
The boy finally smiled; his relentless training was all for this day—being recognized by the Dragon Team.
Though he'd never t his mother and she hadn't cared for him long, he could imagine the hardships she faced, bearing the scornful eyes to give birth to this half-breed. So, he bore no hatred for his mother but hated the werewolf father who cruelly killed her.
From the mont he knew the whole story, he vowed to kill that guy himself, hacking him into pieces.
In the small eting room of the eighth squad, everyone gathered. Luo Chao sat at the head, looking at the five people seated on either side of the table, showing a bitter smile as if regretting his choice.
Well, let's take a look at the mbers of the eighth squad.
A haughty young miss, a shy nice guy, a widow who just lost her fiancé, a seemingly lancholic yet secretly cheeky middle-aged uncle, a kid hellbent on revenge with serious self-destructive tendencies, and lastly, Luo Chao, the unruly rogue special forces captain.
How to put it?
This team indeed has a touch of... eccentricity.
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