Invade

In the dimly lit bedroom, Sith stood motionless.

He held two photos in his hand, one was a group photo with Qin Jing yesterday, and the other was a profile of a woman with delicate makeup.

It took a while for Sith to put away the photo, turning a blind eye to the purple snake wandering over his shoulder, and just staring at the curtain in front of him with a calm expression.

"It's time." Purple Snake raised his head slightly, and uttered the snake letter in Sith's ear.

Sith raised his head slowly.

After an unknown amount of time, he stepped forward and pulled the curtains to both sides.

The bright sunlight instantly penetrated the shadows of the room, casting warm rays of light, enveloping the entire front of Sith, while the purple snake coiled on his shoulder gradually disappeared into star fragments amidst the radiance.

Sith lowered his eyes, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows in front of him, he saw a young man leaning on a bicycle standing downstairs.

The young man was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, with neatly combed hair. He was playing with the grass leaves in the flower bed with his head down. From time to time, he took a few steps around the bicycle and then glanced upstairs, obviously waiting for someone.

In a trance, Sith even really thought that this person should have stood downstairs, waiting for him every day with the sun shining brightly.

But he was just a temporary pleasure bought with his own money.

Qin Jing felt a headache again.

The two agreed to meet at 07:30, so he got up early in the morning, ironed his shirt and picked out his trousers, and combed his hair for a long time. He rode a bicycle and rushed to the residence arranged by the company for Sith—but now it was almost It's eight o'clock.

This man is late.

When Qin Jing strolled around the No. 17 lap by the bicycle, he finally got his wish and saw a neatly dressed man walk out of the gate of the apartment building.

Unlike yesterday, today's Sith didn't wear sunglasses, allowing people to see his face clearly.

Qin Jing squinted his eyes - this man's face was sharp, with edges and corners, but not too sharp. When people approached, they could see that his pupils were pure black. Reflecting the sun slightly, the spirit is flying.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time." Qin Jing blinked and laughed.

This smile is without any embellishments, and it has lost the rusty politeness of yesterday—it is like the grinning smile when two old friends who have known each other for a long time meet again, and it is also like the warmth when a couple meet Smile heartily.

Sith said with a little embarrassment: "Sorry."

Seeing Sith deflated, Qin Jing almost went crazy with joy in his heart, but the smile on his face remained undiminished, and he stretched out his hand to pull the man's arm over: "Can you ride a bicycle?"

"……meeting."

"The south side of the border town can directly lead to the human world. If we walk from there, we can quickly arrive at a big fight club." Qin Jing thought for a while and said, "Or...do you have a suitable place to recommend?"

Sith stepped up on the seat without saying a word, put one foot on the footrest and pressed the other foot firmly on the ground, and then whispered: "Go there."

Seeing this, Qin Jing stopped talking nonsense, sat down on the back, and put his wrist around Sith's waist as soon as he rode.

Then he clearly felt Sith's psoas muscles tense suddenly.

Qin Jing almost laughed his hair out.

"Relax." He deliberately squeezed Sith's side waist with his hand, rubbed it back and forth a few times, put his face on his back, and said with a smirk, "I'm your little object, you just You don't want me to touch you so much?"

This time, Sith's back muscles also tensed.

"If you don't want to fall, be safe." After a while, Sith threw out a sentence forcefully.

Qin Jing couldn't help laughing out loud, this was the weirdest client he had ever seen - previous clients wanted to take advantage of him, but this one was good and reminded him to behave carefully all the time.

Sure enough, it is quite interesting to attack Mensao Man.

After the fuss at first, Qin Jing fell asleep on Sith's back to make up for his regret of getting up early.It wasn't until Sith stopped his bike at the exit of the border town and waited in line to pass the security check that he realized that the man was almost drooling in his sleep.

He had no choice but to support the little guy, and after passing the security check, he drove into the human world, holding the handlebar of the bicycle with one hand, and gently holding Qin Jing's arm with the other hand behind him, lest he fall off.

At this time, the genius of the human world has just dawned, and the tall buildings rising from the ground are still covered with a layer of light gray tulle.Speaking of which, the buildings in the human world and the border towns are not much different, and the roads are the same extending in all directions.

Sith hesitated for a moment, then headed towards the club.

In terms of his familiarity with the free fighting club, he is definitely the best candidate, saving the time of asking Qin Jing to guide the way.

Qin Jing, who was in a drowsy sleep, felt that someone was pinching his face.

More than once.

He hugged that hand subconsciously, opened his eyes in confusion, and saw Sith standing aside, saw him open his eyes, and said, "Here we are."

Qin Jing's attention was not on "arrived".

Sith pinched his face just now?Pinch his face?Is this something a Sith can do?Qin Jing looked up at him, the man's expression didn't change much, as if it wasn't him who pinched Qin Jing's face just now.

But the arm Qin Jing held was indeed Sith's.

"Did you pinch my face?" Qin Jing pouted, not giving him any face.

Sith didn't look sideways: "I didn't."

Sure enough, all the reservations are superficial, and in fact, it is no different from the previous customers.When thinking this way, Qin Jing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain why he was uncomfortable for a while—maybe Sith was different from other customers who were clearly flirting.

Qin Jing stretched his long waist, revealing a flexible waist, Sith's gaze swept over unconsciously, and was noticed by Qin Jing again.

So the eyes of the two met.

The corner of the young man's mouth raised slightly, he narrowed his eyes and smiled softly: "Do you want to touch it?"

"..." Sith's Adam's apple rolled up and down unconsciously, and it took him a long time to answer the irrelevant question, "We should go in."

Qin Jing smiled inexplicably, got off the back seat of the bicycle, and looked at the white building in front of him.

This is a five-story building, with a conspicuous sign above the gate, which reads the unremarkable "Free Fight Club", without even a name.

Seeing that Sith had parked his bicycle skillfully and came back, Qin Jing grabbed his shoulder, hung it up and approached Sith, looked into his dark eyes and said, "Do you come here often? You are proficient in business."

Sith's eyes wandered for a moment, and he nodded.

"But this minister's taste is really bad, and he doesn't give the club a decent name." Qin Jing let go of his neck, turned to walk in with his arms, and said in his mouth, "This building doesn't look good... I don't know how to choose a better location."

A young man was waiting at the door. When he saw the guests, he greeted them with a smile. He was about to say something, but he froze when he saw Sith.

Sith's eyes were dark, silently oppressing the opponent.

So the young man didn't call out "Minister".

Qin Jing was still holding Sith's arm and chattering endlessly: "Why is the front desk so shabby, the color of this carpet is so ugly... How bad do you think the taste of the minister here is?"

The young man was so frightened that he froze on the spot, not daring to vent his anger.

Sith said kindly: "It's pretty bad."

"..." Boring, really boring.Qin Jing quietly rolled his eyes. He wanted to deliberately make Sith unhappy just now, and let him pinch his face and refuse to admit it—but who knew Sith would agree with him.

"Let's go to the third floor." Seeing Qin Jing drooping his face, Sis knew that the little guy was making a bad idea just now, so he ignored him and handed the membership card to the young man.

The young man held the membership card flattered, and said obediently: "Please, please follow me."

This club looks rustic from the outside, but the interior decoration is not bad. The three of them walked up the stairs at the request of Qin Jing, and they saw a lot of people coming to the gym on the first and second floors. .Some people whistled a few times when they saw Qin Jing, and even wanted to come over to talk to him, but they were all persuaded by the cold gaze behind him.

Qin Jing deliberately spread his hands towards Sith, and said with a smile: "If you don't look up to me, I will be abducted by others."

Without saying a word, Sith put his arms around his waist, holding him tightly.

Qin Jing smiled.

The young man walking in front of the two blushed.

The three of them walked to the third floor. There was a coded door specially set up at the entrance of this floor. It was very delicate. The young man swiped Sith's membership card. Said: "Please come in."

Qin Jing wanted to run in curiously, but he couldn't move because he was strangled. Sith glanced at the young man, and waved his hand gently to him where Qin Jing couldn't see, and the young man retreated immediately relieved.

"This is a real-scene simulation training ground." Sith let go of his grip, then grabbed his wrist and led him in.

What came into my eyes was a huge training ground. There was no one in the field. There was only a man in white on the rest chair next to him. He was wiping his sweat with a towel. When he saw someone coming in, he just glanced at him.

Sith also glanced at him casually, and continued to ask Qin Jing, "What scene do you like?"

"Anything is fine." Qin Jing was gearing up.

Sith pulled people aside to the wall of buttons: "Just pick one."

There are many buttons of different colors embedded on the white wall, each button is as big as a human palm, and words such as "forest", "deep mountain" and "snowfield" are clearly marked on it.Qin Jing looked at it for a while, then pressed the "forest" button.

"Fingerprint recognition is successful, and then you will enter the forest simulation scene." Suddenly a mechanized female voice sounded out of thin air, and Qin Jing looked at the training ground curiously, but there was still nothing in the field.

"When you walk into the training ground, you will automatically enter the 'forest' scene." Sith explained, "If others also press the 'forest' button, they will enter the same scene as you."

With a look of surprise on Qin Jing's face, he pulled Sith to go in. Sith broke away from Qin Jing's hand slightly, and squeezed his wrist: "This is a safe mode, there will be no danger. You first Go play, I'll get water."

Sis originally thought that the young man would follow him to fetch water, but he turned his head and ran towards the training ground as if having fun.

He smiled softly, and slowly walked towards the man sitting on the rest chair.

Seeing Sith approaching, the man moved to the side, exposing a seat, and smiled happily: "The one just now is your little puppet."

Sith sat down and stared intently at the huge training ground—people who had their fingerprints recognized would not be displayed when they entered the training ground. He could only look at the empty training ground and said slowly, "Yes."

"He looks pretty." The man smiled lowly, but after a while he changed the subject and asked softly, "Is that him?"

"..." Sith was silent for a while, shaking his head slightly, "I don't know."

Seeing that the man still wanted to ask something, Sith raised his hand, got up and walked away with two bottles of water, and lightly said, "See you at the forest model training ground, Hagrid."

"Trying to bully me again." Hagrid shook his head with a smile, threw the towel on the chair, and followed Sith to the button wall. After the fingerprints were recognized, the two entered the training ground at the same time.

The surrounding scene changed for a while, the big trees with luxuriant branches rose from the ground, blocking the sunlight, and the smell of grass leaves and soil was all in the nose, and the rough trunks and flexible leaves could be touched by reaching out, just like a real tree. It's like being in a forest.

Sith and Hagrid were refreshed in different positions, and they couldn't see each other for a while, so he stopped and walked, wanting to find Qin Jing first.

However, Qin Jing unfortunately got lost at this time.

He was sitting on a big rock, bent down and fiddled with the small stream in front of him, having a great time playing with the water.

"?" Amidst the sound of the rushing stream, Qin Jing keenly caught the sound of footsteps coming from behind, which was the sound of stepping into a leaf.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Jing saw an outstretched arm reflected in the clear stream, and he rolled to the side with a quick reaction, and that hand was emptied.

"Tsk, reacting so fast?"

Qin Jing raised his eyes and saw that it was the man who was sitting on the rest chair just now who attacked him secretly.

At this moment, the man was flexing his wrists, looking at Qin Jing leisurely, but his eyes were shining with fighting intent.

Qin Jing sneered inwardly, let his legs go limp on purpose, fell to the ground, waved his hands again and again, and said timidly: "I don't fight, I don't know how to fight."

Hagrid froze slightly.With such a fast reaction speed, but saying that he can't fight?

Tell the ghost?