365 Difficult Ways To Live

November 9, rainy day.

It’s okay during the day, but at night, it’s as if the floodgates have been completely opened, and the rain rushes out unscrupulously, crackling the leaves.The members who went out to work came back and changed their clothes, and fell asleep early after a tiring day.

The ponytail man just came back, took a shower, missed dinner, was making up, and left some food in the kitchen.

Xia Yihan sat next to him, she was wearing a loose denim jacket today, her hair was tied up high, the injury on her face was almost healed, and after that, there was still the original baby fat, the outline of her jaw stood out, her side face was clean And refreshing.

Normally, she would deliberately avoid the man with the ponytail, and she didn't even want to breathe with him, but these days she swayed frequently, as if she was afraid that he would be blind and not see.

The man with the ponytail didn't say hello, just read the newspaper while eating marinated eggs.

Xia Yihan reached out for an egg, snatched the food from others, and without saying a word of thanks, peeled it off. The egg became slippery in her hands after a while, revealing the white inside.

"Let's fight."

The man with the ponytail ignored her, he found that he was crazily earning points, he was tired outside all day, and he didn't have the energy to gesture with her.

He didn't lift his eyes, but his gaze was still on the newspaper. For a moment, he suddenly felt hot, and quickly closed his eyes - Xia Yihan picked up the meat porridge and splashed it on his face.

The man with the ponytail hurriedly got up, picked up the napkin on the table, wiped his face, his eyes were icy, "Are you fucking sick?"

Xia Yihan stood up after him, and took out the spring knife from his pocket. The blade popped out, a silver light appeared, and the tip of the knife moved forward, striking the target. The whole process was smooth and smooth, without any delay.

The man with the ponytail didn't care about his scalded face, and hurriedly avoided it.Fortunately, the dining room was spacious, so he could stretch out and avoid the sharp knife attack, but his clothes were still torn. A good sports sweater turned into cloth strips in a short time, and the torn ones were quite stylish.

Xia Yihan suddenly stopped attacking, stood in place and looked at him, admiring his own work.

Looking down at the clothes on his body, or the collection of cloth strips, the man with the ponytail became furious, Xia Yihan was deliberately embarrassing him!

When he raised his head again, his face was already cold below freezing, as if he had just taken it out of the refrigerator: "I'll say it again, you fucking restrain yourself, otherwise I can chop you up according to the rules.

Xia Yihan sat back, still holding the flick knife in his hand: "You don't have to worry about the rules, because you won't live long."

The ponytail man looked at her like a fool: "You want to kill me? Do you know what will happen to you!"

Xia Yihan played with the blade, his complexion did not change at all, his eyes were even playful, as if he was thinking about how to kill people with less effort.

The man with the ponytail saw that she was calm, and his mind began to turn around—she was not a disorganized person, and she was even more disciplined than him when talking about it. Without some kind of permission, she would not act rashly, at least not so openly.

Feeling weak, the man with the ponytail caught someone out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw Cheng Yan standing at the door, with a straight figure, hands behind his back, staring at this side motionlessly, like a "witness".

The ponytail man's expression froze, and then he couldn't freeze anymore, and cracks appeared, and he suddenly understood that this was the dean's order.

There was a sense of horror that the blade pierced through his clothes, and the tip of the knife touched his skin. His little finger trembled, and he hurriedly put his hands in his pockets, maintaining his usual arrogance: "The reason, I want to know the reason!"

He wants to see the dean.

Xia Yihan raised his eyes, his voice was indescribably low, as if he was imitating that person's words: "He asked me to tell you that your points have been confiscated, and you can just install an air conditioner in every room."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for his reaction, Xia Yihan held the handle of the knife, raised his hand, and stabbed the spring knife into the dining table. The tip of the knife broke through the brittle cracks of the wooden tabletop, which was very ear-shattering, and hit the eardrums directly. The ponytail man's heart trembled. Can't help but step back.

Xia Yihan approached in an instant, raised his foot and kicked her, and the ponytailed man grabbed her ankle all at once: "I don't believe the headmaster wanted my life, if he really wanted to kill me, he wouldn't have sent you here."

Xia Yihan maintained the posture of kicking sideways, with the corners of his mouth raised into a smile, the man with the ponytail thought she was going to say something, the next second, he bent down suddenly - Xia Yihan's legs pulled back forcefully, and halfway through, he diverted and pressed down again, powerfully Strength, with his whole body swaying here and there.

The ponytail man quickly let go of her ankle and stepped back. Xia Yihan raised his foot and followed closely without giving him a chance to breathe.

With one kick on his knee, the man with the ponytail fell to his knees, and he fell into a state of bewilderment - obviously a few months ago, the man in front of him was still defeated by his subordinates, but now that he is fighting, why does he have nothing to do with him? Is there any room for fighting back?

What brand of stimulant did she use!

Seeing him kneeling down, Xia Yihan went to the end of the good thing and kicked him in the face. The man with the ponytail fell back, the hair tied behind his head was loose and messy, he was like a broom, and he was still a handy A straw broom for seven or eight years.

Seeing his inhuman appearance, Xia Yihan felt grateful. She should thank the bearded man and Mount Tai. Although they made her life worse than death, at least they forced her to grow up in a brutal way. Overtook the man with the ponytail in time and achieved a qualitative leap.

In the past month, Xia Yihan asked him to teach her kung fu, saying that she wanted to learn legwork, but in fact she wanted to figure out his moves, and after watching him train for a year, she already knew his strength like the back of her hand. Taking care of him now is like picking up a boiled duck, just plucking the feathers, no effort is required.

The man with the ponytail knew that he was doomed, so he changed his tactics in time. He took advantage of Xia Yihan's time to look at the "trophy" and planned to discuss it: "Don't kill me, I'll give you all the points!"

Xia Yihan looked at Brother Cheng on the side, she squatted down, her hands were on her knees, her whole body was loose, but her tone was earnest: "Points in the organization are not transferable and cannot be faked, this is the rule, I hope you remember this before you die a little!"

The man with the ponytail looked shocked. He was panting heavily, wanting to swear at the dog in front of him—he finally realized how he was being played.

A month ago Xia Yihan approached him to make a deal. On the surface, he wanted to prepare for the group arena, but in fact he just wanted to lure him into breaking the rules.She saw his anxiety about points, and took advantage of it. He really opened his mouth and let her buy expensive items, and was led astray.

At that time, his own points were frozen, which was a real punishment. Everyone was in a state of watching the show, thinking that his status would be lost, and several high-scoring members were eager to try and replace him.

During this period, Xia Yihan bought luxury items for the organization, and was thanked by all the members. Afterwards, the ponytail man personally gave her a small stove and patiently guided her movements, which is really rare in 800 years.

Several high-scoring members couldn't help suspecting that the man with the ponytail was trying to get close and try to please Xia Yihan, because as the person closest to the dean, he had a premonition of who the next second in command would be.

Several members with high points couldn't figure it out, Xia Yihan's points were obviously not in the top few, so why did he become a reserve candidate?

Those three luxurious massage chairs are quite suspicious!

So they imitated Xia Yihan and spent a lot of money to buy expensive items for the organization. Even if they were in danger of losing their points, they had to take the opportunity to give it a go.

In the end, a strange phenomenon appeared. The ponytail man's points were frozen. It should have been a dangerous period, but he was the most stable. Instead, other competitors dropped sharply. Anyone with a discerning eye can see what's going on at a glance—*** cheating!

In fact, Xia Yihan had thought about it, the director would interrogate the man with the ponytail after he found out that it was tricky, and the man with the ponytail would try his best to protect himself by insisting that this matter had nothing to do with him, and even confessed to her.

But Xia Yihan observed the subtleties and guessed that the dean's emotions towards the ponytail man had accumulated to a certain extent. From the first time she appeared, the ponytail man broke the rules in front of him, and this time his points were frozen again. It can be seen that the dean has already With the idea of ​​changing people, he just needed an opportunity, a legitimate excuse, and Xia Yihan planned to present an opportunity, a high-sounding reason, so that the dean of the "Wise Leader Personnel" could order the killing in a fair and just manner.

Having figured out Xia Yihan's tricks, the man with the ponytail felt a bone-chilling chill. He used to think she was ruthless, but he didn't expect her to be so vicious, even more vicious than a kid in hell!

In desperation, he yelled: "You are fucking despicable..."

Xia Yihan didn't give him a chance to shake off his crime, so he kicked him in the mouth, almost breaking his teeth.

After kicking a few times in a row, the man with the ponytail was already unconscious, lying on the ground like mud.

Xia Yihan squatted beside him, stretched out his hand to wrap his hair behind his ears, and exposed his ears so that he could hear her words clearly.

"Actually, I shouldn't kill you. You took me to train for a year. I should be grateful to you, so I am very embarrassed now. Well, in the room on this floor, you beg someone, if he is willing to plead for you , I let you go, what do you think?"

The ponytail man nodded with difficulty, and finally realized clearly that there is no point in crying to see the dean now, the person in front of him is the one who decides his life or death.

Xia Yihan looked at the clock on the wall: "The time is now 09:06:59, I will give you an hour, and I will come to ask for the result after an hour."

After speaking, she sat back at the dining table, picked up the marinated egg on the plate, and peeled it again, planning to eat it for the man with the ponytail, so that food should not be wasted.

The man with the ponytail crawled to her feet, pinched her ankle with very light force, and looked up at her.

Xia Yihan glanced at him: "Don't beg me, I'm the most inhumane person in this room, if you want to survive, find someone else."

Knowing that what she said was true, the man with the ponytail looked up at Brother Cheng, and then dismissed the idea: When dealing with internal members, the witnesses are only responsible for supervision, and will not participate in the action, nor will they interfere.

The man with the ponytail hesitated for a moment, then crawled towards the room where the third-level members were.

After he entered the room, people in the room stood up and looked at him one after another. His face was covered with blood, his hair was disheveled, and his hand was injured. It was in the shape of chicken feet, and he couldn't even stand up.

The man with the ponytail crawled to the side of the first bed. He was a child in his teens. He was clean when he came in, but recently he suffered from severe insomnia, his eyes were darkened, and he looked several years older.

The man with the ponytail grabbed his hand, and his throat rolled: "Someone wants to kill me, someone wants to kill me, please beg for me! Please help me, I can help you upgrade in the future, so you don't have to beg for food anymore!"

The little boy opened his eyes and looked straight at him, but he didn't say a word, there was some distress in his eyes, but apart from distress, it was more of relief - as if he had finally finished the exam and his tense nerves were relaxed.

The man with the ponytail saw that he had been silent and had no time to waste, so he changed his target. He walked to the bed of Chen Xing and burst into tears: "Help me! I know I have bullied you before, but I won't do it again. If I'm gone, the person who replaces me will bully you even more, even if it's for your own sake, help me this time!"

Chen Xing leaned closer to him: "Compared with future pain, we might rather see you die."

The man with the ponytail mixed tears and scabs of blood, and crawled to the side of the third child. Before he could even ask, he was spat at. He remembered this child, who had shocked him only last week, and the shock made him incontinent.

……

An hour later, Xia Yihan came to pick him up on time.

She crossed her hands, leaned against the door frame, and looked around. She didn't need to ask questions, and she knew the result when she saw the scene in the room.

It seems that the ponytail man did not perform well and did not win the hearts of the audience present.

She stepped forward, grabbed the ponytail boy's arm, and dragged him out to the small black room at the end of the corridor... This is also the "life and death room" where she competed with other children for food when she entered the organization.

The ponytail man still wanted to struggle to his death, Xia Yihan grabbed his arm with one hand, and fixed his shoulder with the other: "You wanted to fold my arm like this, right?"

After finishing speaking, he moved his hands back and forth in opposite directions, and with a click, the ponytail man's arm broke, followed by his heart-piercing shouts and curses mixed with dirty words.

Xia Yihan lowered his eyes, his face was extremely cold, as if he was looking at an animal, an object, a pile of non-recyclable garbage.

The next day, the man with the ponytail officially joined the third-level member. Together with everyone, he was arranged to go out to beg and work until night before he was picked up.

A week later, a second-level member found the ponytail man dead on the bed. He tore his clothes into strips, tied them to the bed, and strangled himself to death.

Chen Xing told Xia Yihan that the ponytail man said that he was too embarrassing on the street and he didn't want to live anymore.

Xia Yihan looked at the corpse with cyanotic lips, pulled a piece of cloth to cover him, and said to the young man with short hair, "Send it to the crematorium, remember to give the incinerator two packs of cigarettes when you go."