Can I have a bite [Interstellar]

The 30 or so students led by Berlin sit and train pervertedly every day, only the most perverted are not more perverted, how can other instructors still train at night, only their instructors are sleeping soundly in the middle of the night from time to time, a shock With the sound of the trumpet, they dared to go to the training ground.

Going late is the rhythm of being skinned.

It was another day in the middle of the night when they were awakened by the sound of the trumpet. All the students rushed to the training ground at a speed of [-] meters. After several days of training, at least they were not as disheveled as they were on the first day.

Berlin was wearing green boots, with his hands behind his back, and looked at the students on the field expressionlessly.

"Old rules, those who can knock me down can go back to sleep." Berlin unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar, then slowly unbuttoned the sleeves, and folded the sleeves up three layers. The white and greasy wrist like a cut water onion exposed under the light, is thin and powerful, with smooth lines, like a fine art work, as if pinched and played in the hand. If the eyes can eat people, that white wrist would have been there long ago. There are countless holes.

No matter how perverted it looks, it's still fucking exciting!

They swallowed in unison.

"Cough! Where are the eyeballs looking!" With a heavy cough, they looked at the figure hidden in the dark not far behind Berlin, with long silver hair in the darkness, and a black cat leaning against their feet.

It's Prince Lorenzo!

The blood race students subconsciously wanted to kneel down and salute, but they suddenly didn't dare to move. This was training, and they didn't order them to move around together, for fear that they really wanted to shed their skin.

Lorenzo was full of resentment, and Berlin didn't bother to turn around and look at him.

"Who will come first?" He said lightly, his chin slightly raised, showing an overwhelming momentum.

"I'll do it." A blood race in the queue raised his hand. He was the blood race who had been taught a lesson on his first day in Berlin.

Blocking, turning over and kicking forward, Berlin's hand was like a steel bar, pressing the blood clan's arm backhand on his back, his eyes were indifferent, his wrist was pressed down, he squeezed the fist with the snake ring, punch after punch like gouging On the third spine on the back of the neck, the blood clan howled, with a burst of strength, a sweeping leg escaped from Berlin, and the fight was exciting and adrenaline soared.

The pupils of the students in the queue all had excited/excited gazes. It was so wonderful that even though their instructors were able to handle it with ease, they did not kill people with one move, but stimulated the potential of the students little by little.

Lorenzo couldn't help but smile on his smiling face. If the students pay attention now, they will find that His Majesty the Prince is about to tear up the blood clan who fought with their instructor.

Oh shit!Did that blood kid take advantage of the opportunity to eat tofu, chest to chest!so close!Where did he put his hands? !Is that a place he can touch casually!Dog paws don't want it anymore!

Berlin estimated the time to be within 3 minutes. When the blood race attacked his right waist, his waist softly flashed, turned over directly, and knocked him to the ground.

He pressed his elbows tightly across the blood race's neck, his light blue eyes remained calm: "You lost."

The vampire flailed wildly with both hands, and was directly pressed by the gravity of Berlin's knees. The pleasant mellow smell made him forget to struggle for a moment, and the stretched pores in close proximity seemed to shake his whole heart to speed up.

Berlin let go of his elbow, and while the blood race was still in a daze, he punched him in the face: "If the enemy uses beauty tricks on you, you will definitely die with one move. I don't care if your lower body is still a soldier. , roll over to the side and do 200 push-ups."

"As far as his training level is concerned, 200 bullshits, do 500!" Lorenzo put on his usual smile, and with undeniable force pulled Berlin up from the blood race, raised his feet, and smiled With one kick, the blood race was kicked a few feet away.

Students: "!!!!"

Lorenzo smiled and said to Berlin with his eyes like two crescent moons: "Come, come, you go and rest on the side, and I will help you."

Berlin:"……"

Smiling Lorenzo: "I'm definitely capable of training them, you don't believe me? Why don't I do both, personal combat is my favorite~"

Berlin looked at him expressionlessly, and the second idiot at his feet rubbed his leg coquettishly. After a while, Berlin picked up the second idiot and went to the side without saying anything.

Lorenzo hummed in his heart: It's time to show my strength.

He turned around, the smile on his face changed into a different pattern, and he said to the students in the queue, "Come on, who will be next, I will definitely love you all~"

确实是好好疼爱，洛伦佐那个那是格斗搏击，直接是把学生全都挨个揍了一遍，训练场上简直鬼哭狼嚎。

Lorenzo moved his fingers, and obediently asked Berlin behind him, "Do you want to have another round with them?"

All the students were trembling in front, shaking their heads like rattles.

Berlin stroked the second idiot in his arms: "Let's go."

All the students wept with joy.

***

On the day before Prince Panelo was about to visit, Lu Ensi, who was the chairman of the Council of Elders, visited the Imperial Military Academy. At that time, Berlin was on the training ground. It was so hot that it seemed to burst out of his body, and the pain of war and death was especially in his ears. He looked at that gloomy gaze, and subconsciously stretched out the rapier on his index finger uncontrollably.

"Oh, Berlin instructor, I have a question that I don't quite understand, please guide me."

The screaming in his ears stopped abruptly, and the air he breathed seemed to finally flow into his body. Berlin turned his head and saw the thin eyebrows and Kou Hong's lips.

It's an old dog.

The old dog said with a smile on his face: "Trouble the instructor Berlin." He pulled Berlin's arm fiercely.

The murderous aura all over Berlin slowly disappeared. He brushed away the old dog's hand, lowered his eyes, and walked back to the training ground.

The old dog breathed a sigh of relief, looked up at the gloomy sight in the distance, and thought: Such a terrifying murderous look, wow!

Lu Ensi turned back his gloomy eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Berlin was dreaming again, the dream was full of blood, screams, and the road in front of him was bloody, which made him unable to breathe, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

A long silver hair wrapped around him.

The breath buried in his neck was scorching and warm. He moved his head slightly, looked at the familiar eyebrows, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch Lorenzo's tall and angular nose bridge.

The wrist was grabbed by a hand with black nails.

Berlin froze for a moment.

Lorenzo squeezed his fingers and kissed him, interlocked his five fingers, pulled the quilt away, and hugged him tightly: "Sleep, good boy."

I didn't open my eyes from the beginning to the end.

Berlin was silent for a moment, and slowly closed his eyes in the scorching and warm breath, dreamless all night.

When he woke up in the morning, Berlin didn't kick Lorenzo out of bed this time, he stared at the wall above his head, "You seem to be idle?"

"Of course, I'm busy with you." Lorenzo brushed his long silver hair charmingly and smiled innocently.

"I remember that the prince of Planet Panelo will arrive tomorrow, so you shouldn't be so free." Berlin took Lorenzo's arm around his waist, got out of bed, picked up the clean clothes on the bed, and was about to enter The bathroom, but he stopped at the door: "I don't know how you signed a truce with them, but I think a truce is not as effective as a war."

Planet Panelo was ambitious, and Lu Ensi had close contacts with them, which was also the reason why Berlin and the others were defeated in the war at that time.

Lorenzo's smile remained the same, and the corners of his mouth were pulled wide: "Baby, you don't have to think so much, you are responsible for what you eat and drink, and as for the outside things, your husband and I will take care of them."

As expected, our humble/cheesy Prince was beaten again.

In fact, Lorenzo did get busy in the next few days, and Berlin's ears were finally clean.

Berlin didn't deliberately conceal his identity. At least those who knew him well could guess his identity. He was waiting, waiting for Lu Ensi to attack him first, but now he had no patience.

Lu Ensi must die, no matter whether he was the operator behind it or to pay homage to the dead souls!He must die.

Berlin didn't want to admit it, but he knew that Lu Ensi was not dead, so if he was going to die, Darren would die too.

To bring down a Blood Duke, and a Blood Duke with a deep background, he must be hit with one blow.

He was waiting, waiting for Lu Ensi to show his feet.

Until Xibihuai in Kyushu Island finally contacted him.

"This visit to Planet Panelo, I secretly exchanged a letter with Lu Ensi. They must be plotting something." Through the communication device, Xi Pihuai informed him of the news he had received.

Berlin: "Is there a record of that letter?"

"No, I can only find traces of the past and the past. As for the content, method, and channel, I don't know anything about it."

"I see, I will contact you later." Berlin turned off the communication device and immediately destroyed it.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, the update is a bit late today~o(〃'▽'〃)o

I have rewritten Chapter 41 no less than ten times. I am really tired. I am trembling while holding my little broken car.