dramatic death

The protection started quietly.

Yintong sometimes feels that he is quite useless.His force value is not high, and his luck value is extremely low. The only thing in his body that can be used is his brain. As a result, this trash snack always has problems.

He can also arm himself with intelligence during group meetings, and when he is alone with An Qi in private, his thinking can easily get anchored in the other party's sight.It was difficult for him to determine what An Qi wanted to do, and he couldn't even guess the reason why this person participated in the game until now.He always felt that An Qi seemed to be doing things out of order, but actually had his own plan behind the scenes.He should be planning something, since the first meeting, from the moment he entered the game, he has been quietly planning something big.

But what exactly is he trying to do?Change the time on the blackboard downstairs to 18:45?

While thinking, Yin Tong watched Chen Yan stand up, and said hello to Cheng Mingque, who finished work.

The morning sun had not yet surpassed the lights in the corridor, and the cold winter wind seeped in through the gaps between the windows, making the faces of several people in the corridor pale.

Cheng Mingque is like a small animal that has just finished running in the morning, its eyes are shining with lights, and its whole body exudes the vigor of youth.But An Qi was different, when he walked a dozen steps away from Yintong, he stuffed the fire ax into Dong Tiantian's arms, his eyes fixed on Yintong's position for a moment, and his steps were as straight as if he was using a knife. The ruler has been planned, and the sour smell of love is exuding from top to bottom.

Dong Tiantian, the only loner in the corridor, walked into the toilet cubicle of the dormitory with two fire axes in his arms.

Yin Tong looked at An Qi's footsteps with wind all the way, stepping on the sticky blood on the ground like a stroll on a red carpet, walking over in three or two steps was about to drag him up from the ground.However, the hypoglycemia under the hunger state successfully defeated his balance ability. Almost as soon as he got up, Yin Tong's eyes went dark, his brain was instantly emptied, and he staggered and fell into An Qi's arms, throwing himself into his arms Could not be more standard.

Although in fact, his mood to moles the children is not so urgent.

"It's over, it's over," he endured the snowflakes flying in front of his eyes, stood up straight, felt the suddenly tense muscles of the person he was embracing under his hands, and tried to change the subject with a playful smile, "Old people are always so powerless, their legs and feet are not good, you To understand."

However, An Qi didn't want to understand. Not only did he not understand, but he also took Yin Tong's groin and dragged him on his arm, his left hand wrapped around his legs and his right hand protected his back, and he carried him back to the dormitory like a child.

He walked carefully all the way, and his posture of releasing people was as light as placing some fragile objects.However, Yintong still felt a little illusory when his butt touched the chair. He didn't even dare to think about what posture An Qi used to send him back to the dormitory when his head fell to the ground yesterday, for fear of guessing what restricted level picture.

He originally wanted to comfort his good friends that cuddling and cuddling are commonplace, but he accidentally remembered that he entered the room like this the day he just returned to the dormitory, and his whole body was slightly distorted.

What is shame, his frequent "little jokes" are nothing compared to this "behavior".

"I think your habit is very bad." Yin Tong was properly placed on the chair in front of the desk by An Qi, staring at his slightly drooping eyelashes, and tightened his hands folded behind his neck, "Look up, look Me, do you think my weight is made of marshmallows? What gave you the illusion that I'm only three and a half years old this year."

An Qi lowered his head, rarely did he show any embarrassment, but instead frowned tightly, showing an irritable expression.

He pulled Yintong's arm, but he didn't pull it off. He simply pursed his lips and looked away, maintaining a difficult posture and leaning on the armrest of the chair.

"Talk," Yintong sighed with some headaches, "Do you have such a big obsession with this posture? Every time you start, you want to hold me like a child?"

"sorry."

"I didn't make you apologize."

"sorry."

"..." Yin Tong looked down at An Qi's trembling eyelashes, sighed, let go and leaned back on the chair, "I'm really fine, I'm just a little dizzy, maybe it's a game mechanism problem, just like Cheng Mingque said, eat a bag of potato chips to replenish 10HP," he smiled lightly, paused for a while, and then said again, "What do you have to apologize for? It's my own footsteps that have come this far What I stepped out of was not the choice you forced me to make."

His voice was very soft, and there was a hint of whispering in the end, and there was still a smile in that voice, but it was like a drawn-out sigh: "If you really want to apologize, tell me everything you know. What exactly do you want to do? What are you going to do next?"

An Qi didn't speak, stood up and walked straight into the toilet.

Yin Tong heard the slight sound of water coming from the toilet cubicle, and for the first time felt a little irritated towards a person.It’s not that he has never encountered concealment. Christie made a lot of nonsense back then, and the monitors he installed could go around Central City without telling him. Mood.

He is selfish, and always puts his own rights first. All he needs to consider is safety, equality and freedom. When did An Qi's thoughts be added?

He clearly knows how to force that kid, he just needs to find a place to save a file first, and then rush out and poke among the bunch of gingerbread men like a heroine at eight o'clock, as long as an arm is missing, a leg is broken, Smear the children's retinas with bloody scenes, and An Qi's warning line will definitely retreat more than half in one breath.

He doesn't need to waste time with the other party, and he doesn't need to rack his brains to persuade the other party to be frank and lenient. An Qi has already handed over the biggest weakness to him, and he only needs to move his little finger to make him This little boy was defeated.

Yin Tong lowered his eyes and chuckled lightly.

But if I have to take advantage of this feeling, I won't be far from being a scumbag.

He heard the slight closing sound of the toilet door, and saw An Qi walk out again with lowered eyes.He was still wearing the blood-stained clothes, holding a towel in the only clean hand all over his body, he was like a little hamster that had been robbed of food, he was at a loss and showed a trace of grievance.

He squatted back in front of Yintong with his head down, held his hand, wiped each of his fingers with a wet towel, and wiped away the remaining blood on the fingertips.

Then he raised his head and looked directly into Yin Tong's eyes with those smoky gray eyes.

"I'm next," he paused, his eyes drifting away as if he wanted to move away, but he forced himself to move back, "I still want to play the game next, and I want to play this game to the end first."

"Do you want to clear the main storyline?" Yin Tong asked.

An Qi shook his head: "I want to pass the level with you."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, but kept his head down, frowning as if he was waiting for Yintong's reply.The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy had red lips and white teeth. His body was as dirty as if he had just climbed out of the blood pool hell, but there was a faint light in his eyes, as clear as a spring flowing in a mountain stream.

Yin Tong looked up at him, paused for a while and suddenly smiled: "Why, are you still waiting to take a bath with me?"

An Qi's face flushed all of a sudden, his serious look disappeared, and he couldn't show his serious expression. He ran away with red faces and red ears, and almost rushed back to the toilet in three or two steps.Yin Tong leaned forward and backward with laughter amidst the sound of the sudden explosion of water, humming a song and getting up to embarrass the embarrassing child to find out the changed clothes, all kinds of strange fantasies popped up in his mind one after another, almost like weeds interest.

He knocked on the door of the toilet with some clothes on his hands, and cleared his throat amid the sound of water suddenly disappearing.

"Little friend, you forgot your clothes. Do you think you stretched out your arms to get them, or did you hide them and I went in with my eyes closed to deliver them?"

……

In dormitory 335, which is only a corridor away from 338, Dong Tiantian threw the fire ax into the pool with a flick of his hand.

When the ax blade collided with the tiles, there was a muffled sound, which was then covered by the sound of water exploding instantly.Dong Tiantian frowned and took off the watch on his wrist, pressed the hand sanitizer three times impatiently, and desperately scrubbed his bloody fingers with the cold water from the ax blade.

The bloody water was poured into the sewer along the outlet, and a layer of sticky stains was deposited on the bottom of the pool.He pulled out the fire ax that still had water marks on it and threw it into the corner, raised his hand and pulled off the pajamas on his body, and threw it into a pool in a ball.

The accumulated water gradually soaked away the blood stains on the clothes. Dong Tiantian washed his face with the splashing water, looked at himself in the mirror with two dark circles under his eyes, and was stunned for a long time before he managed to recover from the stamina of the morning exercise .

He wiped his face and went out with his upper body naked to find clothes.

Xia Zexing was still sitting on the edge of the bed, with his head drooping and his body bent, his low mood was obvious.Dong Tiantian ignored him. Wearing a pair of bloody trousers had greatly tested his endurance. Now he just wanted to take his clothes and take a shower, and the rest of the matter would be discussed later.

He really doesn't have the extra experience to deal with the emotional problems of his roommates.

Dong Tiantian vaguely remembered that his former roommate was not such a difficult personality. That guy's sense of presence should be quite low. If he hadn't acted as his instructor, whether he could remember such a person would be another matter.He lives a relatively self-centered life, and the objects he can remember are generally divided into two types: useful and good-looking, and those who are useless and not good-looking usually can't get a number plate at his place, let alone enter the sign-in gate.

Of course, Tan Xiao was an accident. The way this girl exited the stage was so special that it was hard not to remember it.

Dong Tiantian pulled out a pair of pants, got up and went to the toilet.

Before he opened the toilet door, he was stopped by Xia Zexing behind him. The 1.8-meter-old boy curled up beside the bed like a huge tempura. He hung his head, his voice was mixed with obvious crying sounds, and his whole body was shaking like an inferior electric toothbrush on the floor. He almost didn't howl on the spot. Howl.

He said: "Dong Tiantian, classmate Dong, I don't want to play anymore, I want to quit this game."