Because of the African Emirates, all the lucky points are counted.

The whole server of "Free Continent" has a unified default PVP environment. Players can start wars at any time, but towns are generally safer than the wild. The last bit of harmonious society spirit is reflected in the town guards.The larger the town, the more numerous and higher-level guards there are.If a player makes trouble within the sight of the guards, he will be arrested by the guards. If the troublemaker happens to be a famous player, the guards may beat him to death on the spot.

To put it bluntly, a red-named player is a wanted criminal, the one who has done too many immoral things such as murder and arson, and entered the system file.But the rule of "Freedom Continent" is that you don't keep your books in the wild, just fight casually, and only get into the blacklist of the system when you are idle in the towns and have nothing to do.

There is also a solution to becoming popular, either by doing good deeds every day, crossing others and crossing oneself, or relying on time is the best medicine, as long as you don’t work hard, after a long time, you will get out of the criminal’s treasury .To sum it up, it doesn't matter if you rob once in a while.

Games are rivers and lakes.Jianghu, it’s so boring without blood and rain, RPG games have to be turned into farming games.

Today is a day when it doesn't matter if you rob once in a while.Xing Wenbo had already picked the shortest path, intending to go directly from the Adventurer's League to the hotel area at the fastest speed, but unexpectedly, he was precisely stopped halfway.

They logged into the game on the first day, and they have been busy rushing to level up this afternoon. They haven't even finished shopping in Moonlight Town, and they don't even know the patrol rules of the guards in Moonlight Town.At this time, there was a dead silence all around. As soon as the NPCs of the common people sensed that a player released their skills, they immediately closed the doors and windows one by one, and let out of the battlefield.As for when the guards will pass by, or even if they will pass by, it is a mystery that dare not bet.

After the thunder that fell from the sky, several magic skills bombarded over one after another, "Pay attention to your position! Hide behind the obstacles!" Xing Wenbo reminded Wen He on the opposite side, while moving left and right at extreme speed, Wen He sensibly did not cross the alley to approach him, and the two spread out, so that the enemy's skills must only target one person at a time.

When passing by an alley that was so narrow that only one person could pass through, Wen He flashed in, using the corner wall to cover himself, and stopped for a while to think.The sound of footsteps came from two different directions, and Wen He frowned: "It's starting to outflank."

"How many people?" Xing Wenbo asked.

"Two." Wen He said.

"I have three remotes here." Xing Wenbo said.

The two looked at each other, "Team of five." Xing Wenbo came to a conclusion, "Fuck, did you play so hard when you came up?"

"And this formation of troops..." Wen He's face became even more ugly.

Xing Wenbo is a fighter and Wen He is a summoner. The opponent asked three long-range players to hide in an invisible high place to attack Xing Wenbo, and let the remaining two players—most likely melee players—go to the ground Outflanking Wen He, who has no close-to-face hand-to-hand combat ability, was by no means a whim, but probably planned, and he had been following them since the moment they got the Chengwu.

Even if Xing Wenbo came to help Wen He, two-on-two on the ground, and there were three foreign aids on the periphery of the enemy, this fight would be impossible no matter how you look at it.

Moreover, they really don't have the time to go back and forth with each other for a long time—they're going to be late for the evening self-study!

... Don't ask about the pain of senior high school students.

At the critical moment, Xing Wenbo roared flatly and made the greatest decision of the day - "You go first! I will hold them back!"

Wen He is short-legged, and he has not had a movement skill after reaching level 7. Both of them have orange weapons on them. They are like two walking renminbi, and now they can run one by one.

What Xing Wenbo never expected was that Wen He was as good as others.

"it is good."

Say go, go.

Xing Wenbo: ...? ? ?

I x your uncle, are you even polite? !

At this time, through half a wall and a window, under Xing Wenbo's resentful and indifferent gaze, Wen He silently put down his book, sighed inwardly, walked out of his seat, and walked out through the back door of the classroom amidst the attention of everyone.

When Wen He walks alone on weekdays, others will look at him, but they won't look so out of line, let alone talk about it blatantly.Compared with Xing Wenbo, Wen He's physique is cold, and the whole world knows that this person can only be viewed from a distance and not be played with.

Now standing face to face with Xing Wenbo, the attention from all around immediately overwhelmed Wen He from head to toe.But Xing Wenbo is different from him. He grew up under the spotlight since he was a child, and he has long been accustomed to the criticism of the outside world.

"Let's talk." Wen He said in just two words the aura of "retire if there is nothing to do".

Xing Wenbo looked at him.

Wen He: "...I'll go back when I'm fine."

Xing Wenbo: "Stop."

Wen He was helpless.

"Do you know what happened to me after that?" Xing Wenbo began to question.

"I don't really want to know." Wen He said truthfully.

"?" A lot of doubts popped up in Xing Wenbo's head, "Student, do you still have humanity?"

"No."

"We can't talk anymore today, you know that?"

"Okay," Wen He smiled relieved, "Goodbye."

Another day of successfully chatting to death.

"Wait." As soon as Wen He turned around, Xing Wenbo grabbed his collar.

Wen He was startled, turned around, and looked at Xing Wenbo in shock.

There was also a small commotion in the surrounding area.These two people who had never been in touch before today... the relationship is progressing too fast, right?

"Student, please speak up if you have something to say." Wen He euphemistically hinted that "a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands".

"I should tell you this," Xing Wenbo said, "you have a good chat."

"Okay," Wen He was afraid that Xing Wenbo would get excited again, so he had to cooperate, "Please tell your story."

The plot after that was very simple and rough, that is, Xing Wenbo was brutally beaten to death by five people, and his orange weapon was also exploded.

"Oh," Wen He said, "sorry."

"??? Are you still my love???"

"It's not anymore." Wen He said.Toss love every day, do what you say.

Xing Wenbo looked at him, raised his eyebrows slightly, the dissatisfaction on his face was beyond words, the kind that might strike again at any time.

"Didn't you let me go?" Wen He tried to reason with him.

"Just leave if you are told? Is this what you usually do for reading comprehension?"

"It's called speaking out."

"...According to the script, you should stick to it and live and die with me." Xing Wenbo felt heartbroken for his kindness and integrity. "What about being each other's angel?"

"...I'm sorry," Wen He said, "I haven't read this kind of script."

He sincerely felt that Xing Wenbo's style was called literature and art.

The two were struggling tenaciously when the bell rang for the first round of class.

Xing Wenbo: "..."

"Class is over. Students, please go back." Wen He was finally able to leave the venue openly. This time, he took two steps back to keep a safe distance from Xing Wenbo, then turned around gracefully, and walked towards the back door of the classroom.

"Wen He." Xing Wenbo stopped him.Many students around the volume heard it this time.

"Don't leave after school."

This is the last sentence Xing Wenbo left for Wen He, and it is also the big melon he left for the entire senior three teaching building today.

The grievances and grievances between Xing and He come back out of the rivers and lakes!

During the last evening self-study class, Xia Hai, a male student from Class 11, sneaked up to Wen He's desk, "Wen He, what's going on with you and Xing Wenbo? Is he really going to pick on you tonight?"

Xia Hai was sent to play the front line. He is short-tempered and relatively shameless. He plays very well in class and is not afraid of being rejected by Wen He.Regarding this matter, everyone talked about it all night, and they couldn't hold it anymore.

Firstly, everyone is curious. The boring and depressing life of the senior year of brushing questions is so boring that mushrooms grow, and there is not much fun. The collision between Xing Wenbo and Wen He is so exciting that people can get through the two veins of Ren and Du in place. Second, they are somewhat worried. Wen He.

Wen He has a calm and quiet personality, but he is actually very popular in the class, and everyone knows that he is a master who doesn't care.Wen He always brings a lot of extra-curricular books to school to read on weekdays. Popular literary magazines such as "Blue Sky" and "Rainbow" are also must-buy almost every issue. He borrowed books and magazines, and he never refused.

Once, Zhang Yingying, the representative of the Chinese class, borrowed his latest issue of "Hongyin", but she lost the brand new book within two days after it arrived in her hands. That price is not cheap for ordinary high school students, let alone Zhang Yingying He is still a student living in the countryside.Zhang Yingying was about to cry, and said that she would compensate him for buying a new one. Wen He was stunned for a while, and then didn't show any emotion, but said calmly that it was okay, and she didn't mean it on purpose, so there was no need to pay.

This incident made Zhang Yingying and her group of girlfriends completely fans, but Wen He didn't know it, and still grew up quietly in a corner alone.

Facing Xia Hai's innocent inquiry, Wen He smiled wryly, "It's nothing, he just talked about it casually."

"Looking at Xing Wenbo's circle of friends, it doesn't seem to be all right." Xia Hai took out his mobile phone without hesitation, released a screenshot, and turned on the screen in front of Wen He.

Looking at the time, this is Xing Wenbo's Moments post during class last time. There is only one sentence: After all, one person bears everything.

Wen He: ...Student, you're acting a little too much, really.

This unexplained emotion immediately attracted a lot of concern in the name of gossip. Xing Wenbo replied under the comment of his school teammate and best buddy Xiao Liang: "It's cold, it's time to cut people.

Xiao Liang: It will be 32 degrees tomorrow.

Xing Wenbo was furious across the network cable: You're the one to fuck!

Xia Hai actually added WeChat with these two, it seems that not only can they enjoy themselves in this class, but they have also gone to other classes.But Wen He is not interested in these, people who are almost able to get an ID card, and still look like elementary school students... Wen He really doesn't know what the girls are looking for in Xing Wenbo.

This is one of W High's Top [-] Unsolved Mysteries.

But Wen He thought of Xing Wenbo's act of pulling his collar today if he disagreed with him... Xing Wenbo looked a little irritable.Wen He thought for a while, just in case.

As soon as the school bell rang, Wen He grabbed the schoolbag he had packed in advance with lightning speed, got up, and went out without looking back.

The students in class 11 were stunned, and they always felt that there was a little guilt in the back of the jade tree facing the wind.

Xing Wenbo struggled upstream from the 1st floor to the 5th floor, and when he learned that Wen He had slipped away, he slammed his fist on the wall, shaking even the surrounding students.Xing Wenbo glanced around Class 11, locked on Xia Hai, and waved to him.

Xia Hai's scalp was numb, and he ran over, smiling like a dog, "Brother Xing."

Xing Wenbo reached out and hooked his arm, "Which way does Wen He usually go home?"

Xia Hai continued to laugh, "Brother Xing..."

Isn't this forcing him to be a second or fifth son in full view?

"Huh?" Xing Wenbo also laughed.

There are two bus stops near W High, one is not far from the school gate, and the other is a short walk away.Wen He usually takes the bus home from this farther place.

From the W high to this bus station, you have to cross two roads in the middle, and there is still a relatively side road.Wen He was used to walking this way from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, so he was not afraid.What's more, the law and order in City W is good, and nothing worthy of news has happened in recent years.

As Wen He was walking, a few people surrounded him unexpectedly. The leader of the crowd tilted his head in a hurry, and motioned to the small park that was quiet at night, "Let's chat?"

This boy Wen He knew, his name was Mu Yu, a sophomore in No. [-] Middle School.

Wen He walked in the middle, with a few boys around him, supporting him invisible, forcing him to a secluded place.Seeing that they were far enough away from the main street, they finally stopped, and Wen He also stopped, looking straight at Mu Yu without flinching.

"What do you mean?" Mu Yu preemptively said, "stab me in the back?"

"What's the matter," Wen He said unhurriedly, "Say it clearly."

"Speak clearly? Who are you throwing face at? Don't you know the most about the dirty things you did? It's fun to sue behind your back?"

Mu Yu's saliva was almost sprayed on Wen He's face. Wen He resisted not backing away, so as not to be misunderstood by the other party, and his tone remained calm, "You want to be dirtier than me? My sister is only in the second grade of junior high school, and she is not yet 14 years old. If you Doing anything to her is a crime."

Mu Yu froze for a moment, then smiled viciously, "Crime? I'm still a fucking minor!"

Wen He frowned, subconsciously clenched his fists, but did not move.He lived for 17 years and never touched anyone.But from the looks of it, he might not be able to decide whether to do anything tonight.

Sure enough, Mu Yu forced him to come over as he spoke, "I told you not to mess with me, I'll fuck you to death—"

The bloody disaster was just around the corner, but the tense atmosphere was suddenly interrupted.

"What are you doing?"

Both sides turned their heads unexpectedly, and saw a tall and slender figure riding a bicycle, driving straight towards them.

The visitor wore the same W high school uniform as Wen He, dark blue trousers, white sneakers, and a white shirt with blue borders. His short hair fluttered in the night wind, just like when he was galloping on the court.

It's Xing Wenbo.

Xing Wenbo rode all the way up to them, propping himself up on one foot with ease, and looked at these people with great interest.The forces of the two camps can be seen at a glance from the school uniforms - Wen He's W high school uniform is white with dark blue, gentle and elegant, low-key luxury, while the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School is white with... shit yellow.

An indescribable aesthetic.

There is an unwritten chain of discrimination in W City. Middle school students judge grades based on their school uniforms. Although it does not sound in line with the core values ​​of socialism, no one can stop the power of the second grade. As a key high school in the city, W Gao is the leader, wearing W Gao's school uniform and walking out is equivalent to putting a "I am a top student" on the face. The elders can see the future from this school uniform. Two words come.No. [-] Middle School is another extreme. It is a model for not studying well. It seems that all the poor students in the city are gathered in it. Well-behaved kids with high W will usually take a detour when they see students from No. [-] Middle School on the street.

Wen He himself was admitted to W High by virtue of his strength, but his younger sister Wen Xiaohang entered No. [-] Middle School by virtue of her strength. She had an affair with Tian Lei, a high school senior, in her second year of middle school, and had a vigorous puppy love.

But somehow the parents found out, mainly because Wen Xiaohang’s parents were too lethal, immediately confiscating the mobile phone, deducting pocket money and banning the foot for three consecutive times. With nodding friends, the revolutionary friendship could not be deepened, and Mu Yu became so angry that he decided to vent this anger on Wen He.

It was a dark and windy night, but was disrupted by a group of people.

"What about cross-school friendship?" Xing Wenbo said, "I'm one of them?"

Wen He: "..."

Mu Yu and his party: "..."

"Who are you?" Mu Yu asked bluntly, even the blind could hear that the real meaning of the words was "get lost".

"I'm Xing Wenbo." Xing Wenbo said.

Mu Yu: "...???" Who the hell cares what your name is?I'm afraid this guy is not a fool, is he?

"This is my own business." Wen He said, "You can go."

Xing Wenbo looked at Wen He.

Wen He's words were concise but meaningful.

In the game in the afternoon, they were two against five. Knowing that they would lose, Wen He chose to stop the loss in time, losing one to protect the other.

Now, it's also two-on-five, and it's also a loss. Wen He also chooses to stop the loss in time, and doesn't want Xing Wenbo to meddle in his own business.

He and Xing Wenbo were just teammates in the game for half a day, and they had no other friendship.The matter was as simple as that, he didn't think he owed Xing Wenbo anything, and he didn't want to really owe Xing Wenbo anything.

It's just getting used to a person.

This is his idea.But Xing Wenbo has his own ideas.

Xing Wenbo straddled his long legs, landed on the ground, lifted the handle of the bicycle with one hand, and threw the whole car to the bushes beside him. He untied his schoolbag and threw them to the side of the car, and walked towards them step by step. , clenched his left hand into a fist, put his right hand over his left hand, made a few slaps, skillfully loosened his joints, and raised the corner of his mouth, his ruffian aura suppressed by the aura of high school master W was completely revealed by this smile.

His gaze was cold, staring straight at Mu Yu.

"Who did you say you were going to kill?"