Help, I've become a paper man

The sudden sound of gunfire broke the existing joy. After a second of silence, screaming and cursing became the mainstream. Tables and chairs collided and fell to the ground. The chaos came suddenly.

Song Yi turned sideways and subconsciously stood in front of Yan Zhichun. At the same time, he took out a gun and took a defensive posture.

The next moment, before the enemy's attack came, the sound of wind was heard behind him.

He dodged fast enough and just avoided Yan Zhichun's kick. The young master also took out his gun, as if ready for a fight, and curled his lips when he looked at him.

"Don't bother me, this is an adult matter, go play somewhere else." Yan Zhichun said.

Song Yi took a breath and suddenly had an illusion that Yan Changyue had experienced the pain of raising a child, so she let him adapt to the situation of a "reconstituted family" before they officially introduced each other. This younger brother was really... more like a child.

"I'm more professional when it comes to fighting," Song Yi explained.

He was just trying to persuade the other party to relax and leave professional matters to professionals, for example, let him do the fighting.

Unexpectedly, Yan Zhichun clapped his hands and immediately decided: "Okay, you go and deal with him."

"Who?" Song Yi asked.

Yan Zhichun glanced at him and said, "Go and deal with the person who is causing the panic. If you can't do it and still want to join in the fun, you can follow and see."

"A battle between the chosen ones."

Song Yi blinked his eyes, a strange yet familiar word, and a picture popped up in his mind. At the same time, the lights dimmed and the sound of drums came from a distance.

Then the ground began to shake, the sound of drums became clearer, and the shouting of fear gradually changed. It was unknown who was the first to shout "Kill him", and the subsequent shouts became louder and louder.

The panic caused by the attack turned into a new carnival.

Song Yi frowned and did not take action immediately. He had a bad feeling. In this mood, he looked at Sui Yuesheng, wanting to ask about the other party's situation.

But there was no need to say much. Just one glance was enough to see the other party's ugly expression. Song Yi touched the tip of his nose and didn't go over to ask. The current situation was not suitable.

The last time a similar situation occurred, he was just watching and wandering around. Although a fight broke out in the middle, he now knows that the other party was just acting and might be trying to tease him.

But at that time, Sui Yuesheng was the prey being chased, it was really...

"Are you going or not?" Yan Zhichun asked. It was a clear voice that immediately caught their attention.

Song Yi sighed and asked, "What's going on now? Are we inside something?"

Yan Zhichun replied: "Yes, this is the arena of the Chosen Ones. Haven't you experienced it?"

Song Yi wanted to complain, thinking, isn't this nonsense? He also said that you can learn more from your brother, but don't learn the riddle man, right?

But in the end, he asked again: "Is it the same both times?"

Yan Zhichun uttered a "hmm", which was obviously perfunctory. Fortunately, he took a step forward and quickly added: "Let's go, and talk while we walk. War has been declared over there."

"Declare war?" Song Yi asked. He grasped the new word and prepared to ask while keeping up with the other party.

Yan Zhichun did not hide it any more. Before he asked, he spoke first: "It seems that you lack basic education, especially related to the Chosen Ones. How can you help my brother like this?"

As the words went on, the hint of disdain became clearer.

Song Yi couldn't help but say: "Speaking of which, you may not believe it, but at the beginning, your brother didn't even want me to participate in this kind of fighting and killing."

So I simply never talked about it.

Yan Zhichun paused, then quickly reacted and said, "It seems that my brother realized very early that this kind of stardust is of little use at all."

This time, the person who was speechless was Song Yi.

After chatting with him for a while, he had more or less figured out that this brother was obviously a brother-con and the type that thought whatever his older brother did was right. So it was no surprise that he had ill will towards him.

But if he revealed their relationship, how would the other party respond?

Thinking of this, Song Yi smiled as well. He did not fall into the embarrassment of being belittled. Instead, he asked Yan Zhichun to look at him a few more times, but his gaze was a little weird.

But the impact was not significant. Compared with the last time, the area here was much smaller and confined to the interior of the manor. Even if they traveled on foot, they soon reached their destination - what Yan Zhichun called the "center of the arena". In the center of the garden, there were two figures, but they could not be seen clearly due to the distance.

There were some scattered people around, like them, watching from the sidelines. Song Yi had excellent hearing and could hear someone muttering, "Why haven't you fought yet?"

He looked at Sui Yuesheng again, and this time his face was not stiff. The other party came to his senses, avoided his gaze, and returned a smile.

It looked like nothing was wrong. Song Yi regained his focus and turned his gaze back to the sea of ​​flowers. Looking at the two motionless people, he organized his thoughts in his mind, preparing to ask Yan Zhichun later.

Sui Yuesheng came closer and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? What did you want to say just now?"

Song Yi shook his head and suppressed his current thoughts without making a sound. It was also at this prompt that he recalled what he had been thinking just now.

But let’s not talk about love or anything like that. He can totally restrain himself from saying anything.

But if I say it out loud, I don’t know if Yan Zhichun can control himself. The current situation is already troublesome enough.

It was the same banquet, and the ring appeared again. He followed the crowd again to watch the carnival. The contestants hadn't started yet, but...

To be honest, it was mainly because he had a gun and Yan Zhichun also had one.

Song Yi had a hunch that he'd better not mention it when Yan Changyue was not around, otherwise the situation would get worse.

Like now, Yan Zhichun was rude to him, but he would also have some reservations, for example...

"What a boring fight." Yan Zhichun commented.

Song Yi asked, "Besides this, is there anything else? You know, I lack basic education."

Yan Zhichun took a breath, glared at him again, and explained: "You should know the meaning of God's Chosen. They are humans who have signed a contract with Stardust. They have the possibility of becoming gods."

"In the arena of the Chosen Ones, one of the Chosen Ones declares war on another, and a life-and-death battle begins in a temporary area."

"You can think of it as a small instance, but it's a little different. For example, the damage to the environment in this area will not affect the original area after the arena is removed."

"Even if you get hurt, the damage will be reduced by half."

"I mean, except for the one who declared war on the ring, or Stardust."

The description was detailed enough, and Song Yi's attention was gradually drawn to it. At the same time, he slowly pricked up his ears, and some doubts were not eliminated, but instead surfaced.

"What does it mean?" he asked, taking a step forward, closer to the center. "What does it mean besides that? What happens to those who declare war and those who are declared against?"

Yan Zhichun smiled and said lightly, "Maybe he will die."