Alternative Rival

"Fu Lele, what are you looking at?" A hand came out of Fu Le's chest and touched her hand. The voice of the owner of the hand was still a little vague, obviously not awake.

Fu Le put down the terminal, put his arms around Yanying, and brought her closer to his arms: "Look at a message."

Yan Ying rubbed Fu Le's calf with her feet under the blanket, Fu Le lifted her up understandingly, and lay on her body, Yan Ying remembered something, and asked in a daze: "Am I heavy? ?”

"No."

"That's good," Yan Ying raised her hands and feet, pressed her face against her chest to listen to her heartbeat.

In comparison, Zhao Qingge woke up a little later. Both of them have very regular biological clocks, but they went to bed late and woke up in a trance in the morning, so they had to go back to sleep, and they both fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes for the second time, the room was still dark, with a faint light shining through the drawn curtains. Looking at the time, it was eight o'clock in the morning. own eyes.

There were rustling noises from the person beside the pillow, but Zhao Qingge ignored it, and continued to close his eyes to rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, before she could speak, the other party slapped her. Bo Jue suddenly sat up, pointed at her with trembling hands and said, "You, you, you, beast!"

Zhao Qingge: "..."

Hey!This early in the morning, she acted again.

"It's clear that the quilt is pure sleep, why did you press me on me in the middle of the night?!" Bo Jue pretended to wipe away the tears that didn't exist in the corner of his eyes, "I hurt everywhere, I want to kiss and hug."

Zhao Qingge said: "What kind of demon are you?"

Bo Jue said nonsense: "It's like this. There is a drama club performance in the school to participate in. I have already signed up and am rehearsing."

Zhao Qingge asked cooperatively: "What's the name of the play?"

Bo Jue: "It's called "Innocent Qizi: Qizhu, please stop", written by Ran Jinbao, a best-selling author."

Zhao Qingge recalled it for a while, and suddenly realized: "Oh, it's the one who wrote "The Overbearing Qizhu: Where are you fleeing, Qizi"?"

Bo Jue completely forgot who wrote the book last time, but she still replied in one voice: "Yes, yes, yes."

Zhao Qingge asked: "Are you going to act in this kind of play?"

Bo Jue said, "Yeah."

Zhao Qingge nodded, gave her a dangerous smile, and asked, "Is the line kissing and hugging also a line?"

Bo Jue was shocked, and immediately cleared up: "No, no, I made it up." At the same time, he still did not forget to flatter me with a smile, "I just want you to kiss and hug me. If someone else dares, I will let him go back immediately." See the tree of souls."

Looking at her, Zhao Qingge laughed dryly and kicked Bo Jue off the bed.

Bo Jue quickly grabbed the quilt, rolled down with the quilt, and fell to the ground. Zhao Qingge grabbed the clothes on the chair and quickly blocked himself.Bo Jue sighed regretfully: "Oh, I didn't watch it."

Zhao Qingge glanced at her silently, and began to dress, she was very fast, Bo Jue realized that she might be unlucky, so she put on her clothes like a competition, the door was closed with a "bang", Zhao Qingge looked at Bo Jue The one shoe that was missing, smiled, and took care of himself slowly.

They stayed in the first hospital until the fifth day, and the four of them couldn't stay any longer for two more days. There was always a smell of disinfectant in the hospital. They boarded the aircraft that returned to school early.After being away for "many days", the feeling of returning to the campus again is novel. When Bo Jue saw the school motto on the black background on the stone tablet in the center of Yutian again - You are the reason for my fighting, he suddenly had a different feeling.

Although it was just a simulation, this simulation taught her many things that she could not understand before, the instinct of fighting and the instinct of protection. It turned out that when the crisis really came, they would make choices without thinking, even without hesitation. sacrifice yourself.

After Bo Jue inquired about it, it turned out that the students in the class had come back in a hurry, and they all ran back because they couldn't stay in the hospital. Everyone discussed whether they should take a class first, but Bo Jue didn't want to refuse outright. It was so easy to spend two days off begging for nothing to pester Zhao Qingge, and after two days to formally start classes, there would be no time.

But she didn't go to class, Zhao Qingge went to class instead, and led the group of students below to shout under the sun in full swing, and only had dinner to meet Bo Jue, Bo Jue felt so bitter that he had to practice in the training hall at ten o'clock every night After returning to the dormitory with others, I sit for an hour and then go back to my own dormitory to sleep, or read a book, or do nothing.She was a little bit lazy, but what she said still counted. If she agreed to three days, it would be three days. At worst, she would make up for the three days in one day.

The students quickly forgot about the simulation of the Yutian military base and entered a new life, but the military department couldn't sit back and relax. The K organization, which had been dormant for a long time, resurfaced, and the first shot gave them an attack. Get off the horse, if it weren't for the fact that this group of students were big, they would have died in it long ago, including hundreds of precious young ones. If the young ones were brain-dead, it would be a huge disaster for Tianxiu Xing.

"Since K appeared, we tried to locate it around the world. As a result, ten points responded at the same time, all over the world. We sent troops to investigate one by one, and there was only one notebook computer left, and there was no one."

"From the discovery to the completion of the interrogation, it took no more than an hour, and the surveillance video did not find any suspicious traces."

"So we suspected that it was the other party's smoke bomb. All ten points were false. According to the past behavior of the K organization, they are cruel and clever. They all think highly of themselves. They are especially good at creating mazes, and they are also good at playing tricks on the army. Fang Weile, whether these students are alive or dead, their goals have been achieved."

"That's the announcement—their leader is back with them."

The small conference room of the Marshal's Mansion was heavily guarded. Marshal Zhao sat in a black swivel chair in a shapeless manner, with his head lowered and playing with his dagger calmly. He listened to Ke Lan's report on the latest situation, and waited for Ke Lan to finish his last sentence. Then she raised her chin slightly, and asked the thin man sitting beside her, "Jiang Han, what do you think?"

Jiang Han is like a peerless famous sword that doesn't come out of its sheath. He usually doesn't talk much, but Zhao Qinghuan can listen to every word he says.Jiang Han said: "Since K appeared so ostentatiously, it means that he has full confidence that we will not find him. 60 years ago, when they appeared again, they first destroyed a border defense station of our army. The spearhead was pointed at Baiyang Elementary College, resulting in the death of ten young people. This time, I believe this is just the beginning, we must strike first, and we must not sit still and wait for death."

Zhao Qinghuan straightened his lazy sitting posture a bit: "How about a pre-emptive strike?"

There seemed to be a sharp blade flashing between Jiang Han's eyebrows, and his words were firm: "There must be enough bait to make them take risks."

"for example?"

"For example, a person who has always wanted to kill but couldn't get close because of the many elite soldiers around him."

Ke Lan said angrily: "Jiang Han, are you crazy?! Before you forgot the marshal—"

"Hey," Zhao Qinghuan raised her hand to signal Ke Lan to shut up, she smiled, "Jiang Han's words are very reasonable, they have been trying to kill me since more than 100 years ago, and they almost succeeded. But? Failure to succeed is failure."

Jiang Han lowered his eyes and said, "Then you might as well give them another chance."

"Jiang Han!"

"Ke Lan!" Zhao Qinghuan frowned slightly, stopped Ke Lan's imminent anger in a low voice, and told Jiang Han, "You can arrange the specific matters, and tell me the time and place if you decide, I will attend."

She raised her wrist to check the time, put away the delicate dagger between her fingers, and pinned it to her waist, Shi Shiran got up: "I made an appointment with the pastry chef to learn a new style, let's go first."

After Zhao Qinghuan left, Ke Lan snorted heavily at Jiang Han, and swung his huge fist over without even saying hello. Jiang Han raised his hand to block, took half a step back, and then pushed forward, Ke Lan Lan took a step back.

Jiang Han's demeanor remained undiminished, and he scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing?!"

Ke Lan's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he raised his fist again involuntarily: "I will beat you to death, you heartless bastard!"

Jiang Han turned his head to avoid: "Who is heartless?"

Ke Lan: "You, you, it's you. You have such a flexible mind. It's not good to come up with any idea. You have to come up with a bad idea that puts the marshal at risk. The marshal values ​​you so much. Do you think he's the tree of soul? So as long as the marshal dies, you can be the marshal smoothly? Let me tell you, there is no way! Unless you step on my soul!"

Jiang Han made him laugh, and accidentally got a solid punch.

Ke Lan didn't really want to beat him. Seeing that the corner of his mouth was still bleeding, he quickly withdrew his hand, reached out and took out a fragrant square scarf from Jiang Han's pocket, and wiped it on his mouth. He retreated as if without demeanor, and shouted: "Don't move! I'll do it myself!"

Curran: "..."

Jiang Han snatched the silk scarf from his hand, folded it neatly back into his pocket, wiped the corner of his mouth casually, and said, "My daughter-in-law brought it with me as a commemoration, wiping blood? It's thanks to you Come out."

Ke Lan: "...I don't know, let's talk about another handkerchief. I'll buy you eight or ten."

"..."

Jiang Han was too lazy to talk nonsense about love for children with his big boss, so he simply said: "Actually, the marshal would have no way to catch the leader of Organization K if he put himself at risk. If the leader was so easy to catch, then this organization would not be so Difficult."

Ke Lan said angrily: "Then you still—"

"Listen to me," Jiang Han interrupted him, "The anti-social elements on the fourth level who are truly destructive in the K organization, in order to ensure the absolute leadership of the leader, they will never split up without authorization, that is to say, If the marshal shows up at this time, their original plan will be shelved."

"You mean..." Ke Lan came back to his senses, his nose was about to smoke, "Marshal is just a bait to delay the plan?"

Jiang Han nodded: "And the marshal has long understood that she has agreed."

Ke Lan asked angrily: "Have you thought about the reason for showing up?"

"Think about it," Jiang Han said. "Isn't Marshal a student who graduated from Yutian Military Academy? It's normal to go back to see if there is something in your alma mater, right?"