All the younger brothers in the world will die [Quick Transmigration]

The two walked side by side. A boy of this age probably has something on his mind. After Song Qiao comforted Zhao Kai, he just walked on his own. When he found that he was walking too fast, he would silently slow down. Waiting for Zhao Kai to be on the same level as himself.

As Zhao Kai walked, the feeling of emptiness in his stomach became more and more intense, and he almost couldn't walk. He thought about whether this body hadn't eaten lunch, why the sun hadn't set yet, and he was so hungry.

咕噜 咕噜

Zhao Kai's stomach made several embarrassing noises, and he suddenly cleared his throat, not knowing where to turn his eyes.

"Hungry?" Song Qiao asked suddenly.

This man's ears are really good, Zhao Kai laughed dryly and said:

"It's a bit... how long will it take to get home? How about we go faster?"

Zhao Kai became a little anxious. Along the way, they were overtaken by several waves of old men on crutches.

Zhao Kai was impatient, but he didn't know where their house was, and it was not easy to walk in front, so he had to move slowly behind. A few times he was afraid that he would walk too fast, so he deliberately slowed down, waiting for Song Qiao to walk in front of him. In front, unexpectedly, the other party also slowed down, making Zhao Kai feel that they were about to stand still.

"If you walk fast, is your body... all right?"

Song Qiao has long legs, good physical strength, and well-developed motor nerves. Walking normally is like competing with others in a walking race. On the road, whether it is an aunt rushing to the supermarket to grab eggs, or trotting about to be late for work All of them were defeated by his subordinates who were easily overtaken by him.Today he deliberately slowed down, because Zhao Kai was beaten up, and he was afraid that his body would not be able to bear it, and he would not be able to keep up with his pace.

"No problem! Absolutely no problem!" Zhao Kai hurriedly replied, in order to prove that his body was great, he slapped his chest hard twice, as if he could run 800 meters without any problem.

"Okay, then let's hurry up and go home for dinner!" Song Qiao stepped up his pace.

Zhao Kai looked at the intricate old streets all around. This is the old city, the neighborhood is old, the streets are narrow and crowded, but the housing prices are among the most expensive, because this area belongs to the school district of the best high school in the city.

Song Qiao's eldest brother, Song Lin, was a student in that middle school, so it's no wonder that their family lived in a big house in Xincheng District, so they ran to this crowded small place to nest.

However, although it is old, and even a four-wheeled car cannot drive in on the road, it is full of life everywhere.

The buildings in this area are still in the era of overall transition from brick and tile structures to concrete structures. The chaotic streets meander through like lazy snakes wrapped around trees, and dilapidated electric tricycles fill every corner. Corner corner.

The only thing that can give people a sense of the city is the milk tea shop, pet shop, and various small specialty shops in the corners, but they are submerged in the chaos and have changed their taste: you can see the shop assistants happily fighting the landlord inside. , Customers came and no one took care of them. Obviously, they didn't want customers, they only wanted sex.

Walking on this kind of street, twenty people come across, ten of them seem familiar, three you can name, one is related to you, Zhao Kai and Song Qiao walked into the street only a few Within minutes, there were already a series of people greeting them, such as an aunt carrying a steamed bun, an uncle carrying a grandson on his back, and an uncle carrying his own child.

This Song Qiao seems to be very popular, and the neighbors are quite familiar with him.

"Grandma Liu, this one is burning pork ribs again. Your grandson's food is really good!"

On the road, they met a well-built old man, carrying a bag of raw ribs, and hurried on the road.Hearing Song Qiao greet her, he was coaxed by his few words, and smiled and said:

"Xiao Qiao, you still have a sweet mouth. That grandson of mine picks and chooses all day long, and loses his temper if he doesn't cook some meat for a meal. Oh, no, hurry home and cook him big ribs."

"Hey, we are growing up, how can we lack meat, Grandma Liu, you need to understand us teenagers more!" Song Qiao smiled cutely, and helped the "choosy" grandson to say good things, He is really a good boy who cares about his neighbors and has a harmonious community.

Zhao Kai followed behind him, admiring and flustered at the same time, a person like Song Qiao must be more difficult to deal with than a rich young master like He Yanming who doesn't know much about the world.

The two quickened their pace and walked downstairs to a gray residential building. Just as they were about to go up the stairs, Song Qiao in front of him suddenly stopped, stiffened, turned around in a panic, and said to Zhao Kai :

"Zhou Heng, quickly see if there are any scars on my face!"

Zhao Kai was almost startled by his series of reactions. He thought it was a big deal. He co-authored it because he was afraid that his parents would find out the fight because of the injury on his face?As for?You are a habitual offender, studying in the famous No. [-] middle school where delinquent teenagers gather, are you still afraid of this?

Zhao Kai looked at the opponent's face for a while. There was no bloody wound on this handsome face. After all, the scuffle just now was mainly caused by Song Qiao's unilateral beating of Wang Siwen. Sven, that's right... the corner of this mouth seems to have been scratched by someone's fist, there is a small wound on the lip, and a trace of blood drips from it.

"You here..." Zhao Kai couldn't help putting his thumb on the corner of Song Qiao's injured mouth, and wiped it lightly, and the drop of blood just rubbed against his fingertips.

Then he made a movement that even he couldn't understand. He put his blood-stained finger into his mouth with an intoxicated expression on his face, swept it lightly with his tongue, rolled the blood into his mouth and slapped it .

"What are you doing!" Song Qiao was stunned by his strange behavior, it took two seconds to react, grabbed Zhao Kai's thumb, and pulled it out, but it was too late, he saw Zhao Kai Tasting the blood at the corner of his mouth, he was suddenly ashamed and surprised.

"No, I'm just curious about the taste of blood..." Zhao Kai casually replied with a dull face, feeling the smell of blood and rust in his mouth.

Zhao Kai himself didn't know why, but just now, there was a trace of red blood on Song Qiao's rosy and soft lips, like the charming cinnabar between the eyebrows of a beauty, which made him yearn for it, and he couldn't help but reach out to dip it in. Pick.

Song Qiao was speechless to Zhao Kai's empty explanation, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, and said viciously:

"Then bite your tongue and kill yourself immediately, and your mouth will be full of blood!"

"That's impossible, are you willing?" Zhao Kai smiled, this Song Qiao, after all, is still a 17-year-old child, and his tone often reveals the innocence and youthfulness of a teenager.Zhao Kai couldn't help molesting him.

"You, why are you so..." Song Qiao paused for a moment.

"So what? Such a hooligan?" Zhao Kai continued, isn't he just a hooligan who molested young girls?Zhao Kai thought about it, just now they kissed indirectly.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go up?" Suddenly came a clear and deep voice from behind, somewhat similar to Song Qiao's, but cold like an artificial intelligence, completely incapable of hearing any emotion, with a calm tone, It didn't feel like a human would say it, and even Zhao Kai shuddered when he heard it.

When Zhao Kai turned his head to look, he saw a face that was exactly the same as Song Qiao's. To be precise, only the face was the same. Wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, black hair, neat short hair, and paler complexion, his eyes are as cold as his voice, without any fluctuation.

"Brother...you're back, why is it so late today?" Song Qiao saw his brother, and immediately squeezed out a flattering smile, and said in a flustered voice.

[Zhao Kai: Can I ask you a question? 】

【123: If you have something to say, hurry up, I still have a new host to take charge of】

[Zhao Kai: You have become half-hearted so quickly, cut! 】

[123: Don't ask me to go]

[Zhao Kai: Don't, don't, let me say, well, this Song Lin is compared with He Chengli from the previous world, which of the two has a higher risk factor? 】

[123: He Chengli will let you die, so Song Lin won't]

【Zhao Kai: Huh~ that's good, that's good】

【123: But he will make your life worse than death】

[Zhao Kai:? ? ? 】

[123: Song Lin's attributes are the ultimate black belly plus distorted personality, coupled with pathological desire for control, and destructive means, the most important thing is to kill without blood...】

【Zhao Kai: Alright, alright, stop! 】

[123: Good for oneself]

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