The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

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The medical staff were busy and no one noticed that Ling Si and Shang Yue left.

The numbers on the elevator display screen kept getting smaller. When it reached the sixth floor, the elevator stopped, the door opened, and a young man in black came in.

The moment he saw his face clearly, Shang Yue subconsciously looked at Ling Si and heard the young man call out the man's name: "Chen Zheng. Why are you here?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Chen Zheng's first reaction was to hook up his mask. He raised his eyes and quickly glanced at the two of them, then cleared his throat: "Look at my mother, she's here."

No matter how fast Chen Zheng moved, Ling Si also saw the wound on his face. The corners of his mouth were red and bloodshot, and the corners of his eyes were blue. "You were beaten?"

Chen Zheng was his sparring partner, at least during this period of time. Who was so reckless as to beat him up?

The voice was muffled under the mask, and it seemed vague. Chen Zheng turned around and said with his back to the two of them: "It was a small conflict, and it has been resolved."

The man had been beaten unconscious by him and he had received the bonus. At least this month, Chen Zheng didn't have to worry about his mother's medication.

He selfishly didn't want Ling Si to interfere in these matters. On the one hand, he was afraid of being exposed, and on the other hand, he didn't know either.

"Stupid." A word came out of his pink lips. Ling Si looked at the young sentry in front of him with his head bowed. He had broad shoulders and a superior figure. At this moment, he was like a large dog that had been hit. "No one knows how to use it."

Chen Zheng took off his hat, with a smile in his eyes: "Who can I have? I only have fists."

He knew that the young duke was cold on the outside but kind on the inside, but not everyone could help him.

"There is a medical cabin in the training ground. I will see you when I go back." Ling Si looked away without worrying too much. How could a sentry allow himself to be bullied?

Chen Zheng suddenly said, "For the last time."

"what?"

"Ding--"

The elevator reached the first floor and the three of them walked out. Shang Yue and Chen Zheng simultaneously reached out and pressed the elevator door. They looked at each other and were both stunned.

Chen Zheng followed him and explained, "The medical cabin alone is not enough, young master. You have to give me enough things. There are actually training grounds in the school."

"I can't be with you all the time. I'm busy and have my own things to do."

Shang Yue frowned and stared at the other party with a bad expression. There was no need to play hard to get to this extent. Did keeping the young master hanging make him feel accomplished?

Shang Yue has seen many people like Chen Zheng who tried to get Ling Si's attention by tightening the rope.

Ling Si actually hadn't thought about this level. After all, those who had been able to compete with him before were at least from good family backgrounds. No one cared about these things and no one mentioned them, so naturally no one paid attention to this level.

"what do you want?"

"Then what can you give me, young master?" Chen Zheng lowered his head, rubbing a small stone with the sole of his shoe.

"One hundred thousand star coins, one month."

Chen Zheng paused and looked at him in disbelief. His eyes suddenly lit up. With a stable income, who would take risks?

Ling Si added: "Before I can really defeat you."

Chen Zheng coughed reservedly, "How many competitions a month?"

"It depends. Maybe I'll be competing with you all day long, or maybe I won't contact you for a month." Ling Si saw his hesitation, "Is it too little? If you have more than five full-day training days in a month, I'll double it."

Shang Yue disagreed: "Master, you can find a bunch of thugs in the market for this price."

"Not less." Chen Zheng waved his hands hurriedly, fearing that the business would be lost. "Don't worry, Master. I will train as hard as I can and strive to give you the best competition experience."

Ling Si didn't care about the money, he just wanted Chen Zheng's skills.

"Then it's settled." Chen Zheng gave a not-so-standard salute, and the skin at the corner of his eye was a little painful. Although he thought the little duke was a little silly, Chen Zheng had a good impression of him. This was the money-giving boy of the ancient earth, and he had to be worshipped. "Have a safe trip!"

Ling Si and Shang Yue walked a distance away, and Chen Zheng put down his hand that was waving in the air. His green eyes gradually narrowed and then dispersed.

A small black snake crawled out of the sleeve, hissing.

Chen Zheng narrowed his eyes and warned it: "Don't come out casually."

The miniature black python transformed into a spiritual form right under his nose and drilled into his temple.

How can a cold-blooded animal like furry things?

During the interrogation of Fillion, when he saw the blue-eyed white lion, the spirit in his sea of ​​consciousness became agitated and tried desperately to break through the mental barrier. Chen Zheng mistakenly thought that he wanted to eat Ling Si's spirit and warned him again and again.

But he found that the black python just wanted to play with the white lion.

Chen Zheng was so upset that he couldn't let it out. You want to be friends with others, but they think you are an enemy. It's almost like you are fighting each other.