After quitting the gun game, the whole world is forcing me to come back

The two immediately picked up the guy and went to the training ground. This ship also has a special training ground for players to practice in order to hold this private competition, but because the competition has ended, there are very few people in the training ground, and only some spectators follow along. .

"What is this for?"

"It seems that Boris is going to PK with that Chinese, and the winning side can get the gun crown god."

"What? Fight again? Boris is a three-time champion. That Chinese man must not be able to beat him. I really don't know what he thinks."

"It doesn't matter so much, it's too much to watch, anyway, no matter who loses or wins, the God of the gun crown will not give it to us."

The words of everyone's conversation came to their ears, but Lin Xihe seemed to be unable to hear them. He strode towards the training ground with a sullen face, and the anger on his face seemed to have reached the limit long ago.

At the gate of the training ground, Lin Xihe unloaded his gun and said two words coldly, "Clear the field."

Boris didn't refute, and simply cleared everyone in the training ground. Lin Xihe turned and closed the door, and said to Chi Yu, "You wait for me outside."

Then, the door closed in front of everyone.

Yang Zi touched his nose, "Can't we even go in and have a look?"

Yin Yuze said, "1V1 is the most taboo to be disturbed, he wants to concentrate on fighting Boris."

"No matter how concentrated I am, I can't beat it," Yang Zi said, thinking of Lin Xihe's expression just now, "But why do I feel that Teacher Lin's state is not right? It seems to be a different person."

Not quite right?

No, it's too good, this is the real him.

When the door of the training room was closed, only Boris and Lin Xihe were left. They put on their practice helmets. Lin Xihe went straight to the window and closed the curtains, while Boris watched his movements coldly.

"It's still too late for you to regret it now, the god of guns and crowns for 500 million, you will definitely not lose money on this deal."

Lin Xihe said softly, "I won't sell it a second time."

Boris was startled, and suddenly raised his head, "What did you just say?"

"I mean, I've lost the God of the Gun Crown once and let it be auctioned off like a commodity. I won't let it go through a second time. The God of the Gun Crown is not a commodity. His The value cannot be measured with money by you people!"

Boris was stunned on the spot like a thunderclap. He watched Lin Xihe striding towards him, the sound of his sneakers stepping on the floor, the familiar Russian pronunciation and that look in his eyes could shock the aura of the audience. Make him tremble involuntarily.

His Adam's apple twitched, "G... Granca."

This name made Lin Xihe clenched his fists, "I said, you are no longer worthy of being called this name!"

Boris was terrified, as if he had seen a ghost, but soon he managed to calm down, "Oh, this is another trick you and Chi Yu made up? Do you think I will be shaken if you pretend to be Grassim? ?I tell you, you thoroughly pissed me off this time! You will pay for this joke!"

After speaking, he suddenly took out the bullet, reloaded and reloaded the gun in one go, and the muzzle of the M1907 was aimed at the position where Lin Xihe was just now, but before his fingers could pull the trigger, there was a sudden bang in his ear. A shot rang out.

The opponent loaded and reloaded his gun even faster than him!But what shocked Boris even more was that the shot actually hit his fingertip!

Since there is no protective clothing on the hand, unless it is a shotgun with splash damage, the thug will not cause damage, but if it can hit the finger before the opponent shoots, it will interfere with the opponent's offensive rhythm. The attack style that Mu really likes in short-range combat.

"It's too slow, Boris! I haven't touched a gun for five years, why can't you reload it as fast as I do? Have the five years of the chairman's life made you completely lost yourself?"

The loud questioning seemed to hit Boris' eardrum, and he immediately pulled the trigger, "Shut up!"

A series of bullets hit Lin Xihe's direction. Because of the owner's panic, the trajectory of the bullets was a little scattered. Lin Xihe quickly hid behind the container to the right, and then jumped off the top of the container with one hand to support him. Boris swooped down.

Looking at the face that was getting closer and closer to him, Boris was extremely flustered. That face really gradually overlapped with the Grassim in his memory, and the past that he wanted to forget again and again flooded into his mind.

"Go away! You are not him! You are not him!"

He roared, but he couldn't stop the distance between the two of them gradually shortening. The rapid gunshots rained down on the floor, and the bullets scattered all over the ground.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, the hard barrel of the gun suddenly lifted the M1907 assault rifle, Boris watched his gun fly into the air, and then a force of gravity twisted his arm and slammed it into the air. He fell to the ground.

Lin Xihe pressed his head firmly, and the anger in his voice could not be concealed, "Are you the one who threw Chi Yu into the sea?"

Boris smiled. He was so familiar with the martial arts, and he taught him this trick himself. He could no longer deny that this person was Gransim, his closest partner.

"You are always like this," he said softly, "you are always angry about other people's affairs. I haven't seen you in five years. Why don't you ask me if I am doing well? Don't tell me that in your heart, a person who has not known you for five years Can't you compare to me who grew up with you?"

As soon as Boris finished speaking, Lin Xihe kicked him fiercely, and hit the container behind with a bang.

"Because you're doing well," Lin Xihe grabbed his collar, "Stop being so hypocritical, Boris. I can understand that you hate me and frame me, but why did you become the person you are now? Like this?"

"For a gun, for your reputation as the chairman of the International Survival Competition Association, you can even murder an 18-year-old child! Why don't I remember that you are such a person, Boris? Could it be that the interests have been blackened over the years Did it hurt your eyes, so that you can't even see the direction of the light?"

After Lin Xihe said this angrily, he found that Boris was actually laughing. He was obviously beaten by himself, but the trembling of his body was indeed laughing.

"I have a good life? Why do you think I have a good life? Let me tell you that I have not had a good life these years!"

Boris suddenly yelled, his eye sockets turned red quickly, and his fists were shaking because he was so excited.

"You think I'm willing to fight for a gun? Do you think I care about what you leave behind?! They forced me! They have been forcing me all these years! The chairman of the Russian Survival Competition Association, yes, he used to be the most After you left, he quickly supported me to take the position of president of the International Survival Athletic Association, but he forced me to get this gun, he forced me to find out the truth about your suspension, and he forced me to keep talking Mention you in public, and if I don't do what he says, he will withdraw his support for me!"

Lin Xihe took two steps back, "Anania is not that kind of person."

"That's against you!" roared Boris angrily. "He was never like that to me! You know how he treated me when I visited his house with you! He didn't think much of me at all! He It is because of you that he supports me, he doesn’t want everyone to forget you, he wants the world to remember Gransim and Team Alpha, that’s why he supports me as the chairman!”

"Even so, he did help you, and you also achieved your goal, didn't you?"

"But these are all given by you, all because of you! Do you think I want these! The International Survival Competition Association has complicated forces, and people in the United States form gangs to form forces to support Creek. I need power! Creek Ke has the backing of the Royal Legion. The Alpha team is just formed by the two of us. There is no way to compare with the rich team. I can only win fans and accumulate popularity, but the ridiculous thing is that I have no fans at all. Only by showing my nostalgia for you in front of you and reminding them that I am a comrade in arms who fought side by side with you can I get their support. But this is also what I hate the most!"

"Why? Why did I endure the pain of betraying you and sit on the highest position in the circle, but I still can't help myself, or do I have to be manipulated by others?!"

He hunched over and stared at Lin Xihe closely with red eyes, "You must think I'm happy for betraying you, right? No, I'm not happy. I traded my most cherished friend for this Everything is completely different from what I imagined!"

"Granca, Granka, you are really my most important friend, I don't want to lose you so much, but I'm tired of living in your shadow! Now that you're gone, I still can't get back Escape from your shadow, I hear your name every day, every day! Brothers Walker from Mask Club, how many bad things they have done in these years, come to me every time to solve them, they stay in my office, step on me My desk kept mentioning you in front of me, they threatened me and insulted me, all because of you!"

Hearing the names of the Walker brothers, Lin Xihe couldn't help but punched Boris in the stomach. Boris almost retched, and his back hit the container with a harsh sound.

"That's what you asked for! From the moment you betray your oath, you should have the awareness to accept punishment. God is watching you in heaven, and he will not let any of his people be humiliated for nothing, nor will he let any wicked person I am free from the law. I did not expose you, and I have already repaid you for saving my life and our friendship over the years. You should bear the shackles you put on yourself."

After he finished speaking, he punched Boris on the head again, and Boris sat on the ground directly this time, unable to even get up.

But Lin Xihe didn't show any mercy, he looked at Boris as if he was looking at a prisoner who deserved his crime, "You and I have already cleared up, today I punched Chi Yu for Chi Yu, you shouldn't touch him. Also, I warn you, you obediently be your chairman, those friends of mine from back then, Crick, Lena, and Chairman Anania, you don’t even want to touch any of them!”

Boris lay on the floor with his head up, grinning silently. Lin Xihe felt that he must be crazy, making him feel so strange.

"They are your friends, what about me? You have never stood out for me. They are more important than me in your heart. You always care more about them."

Lin Xihe said angrily, "You used to be the person I cared about the most! But you ruined this caring with your own hands!"

"No, you don't care about me," Boris sat up with the floor, "otherwise you know that other players laugh at me for being incompetent, and you know that the media ridicule me for clinging to you, but why have you never helped me? We are not the best Your friends? Why can your gun crown god point at Crick, you can point at Bernardo, and you can even point at those little players with no names and no names, but you have never used it on me?"

The God of the Gun Crown predicted that the players who were hit by the God of the Gun Crown of Gransim would become excellent players above the SS level, which was the God of the Gun's affirmation of the opponent.

Boris also played individual matches with Gransim, and the two had also been opponents, but Gransim had never used the God of the Gun Crown against him, which also made him ridicule behind his back.

Thinking of those sarcastic sights and voices, Boris roared with all his strength, "Is victory so important to you that you don't even want to lose to me once! Even if it's just one time, even if it's an ordinary domestic competition, as long as The gun god Gransim fell under my gun, so that everyone can face up to my strength! No one will laugh at me and ridicule me, and you will only lose a little reputation! You are not even willing to sacrifice for this I do it, why are you talking about friends? What kind of life-saving grace? Ridiculous, hahaha, ridiculous!"

These words echoed in the empty training room, Lin Xihe pursed his lips, and stared at him coldly from the side.

"My greatest recognition for you is that I never underestimate your efforts, but you despise yourself."

Lin Xihe didn't say any more, because he knew that Boris had been blinded, and it was useless to say more.The story between them has ended here. When he returned to China, he was the ordinary English teacher again, and Boris was also the president of the high-ranking International Survival Competition Association.

It is useless to talk too much, there will be no more intersection between them.

Lin Xihe picked up his gun and walked out, closing the door before the realization of the onlookers' search swept over.

Yang Zi quickly asked, "How is it, Mr. Lin, did you lose or win?"

"Ah? Mr. Boris said that I am very talented, so he decided to give me the God of the Gun Crown." He touched his head, looking a little dazed, and his smile made the onlookers sigh.

"He still has talent? I think Mr. Boris has softened his heart because he looks like Grassim!"

"I think so. This kid is really lucky. He dared to PK with Chairman Boris. When Chairman Boris won the World Championship three times in a row, he probably didn't even touch a gun!"

Lin Xihe turned a deaf ear to it, he never cared about other people's sarcasm, and only did what was worthy of him.He said to Chi Yu as if asking for credit, "I have kept the god of spear crown you gave me."

Chi Yu smiled, "That's pretty much the same. If you really lose, I won't let you see Waffle for a month, and cut off Waffle's snacks by the way."

"No, no, no! I can't live without Waffle, and I can't live without snacks either!" Lin Xihe chirped, "Yes, let's go and see Waffle, I miss him so much."

Compared with the talking and laughing outside, the training room was silent. This room has soundproof panels so as not to disturb other people during the training. At this time, it became the best place for Boris to vent.

He was weeping quietly, looking up at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, the phone rang softly, and it was a message reminder without a name.

"We will act at the farewell banquet tomorrow, remember the reward you promised us."

Seeing these lines of words, Boris wiped away his tears, and the bottom of his eyes was once again shrouded in darkness. He edited a message and sent it.

"If you kill another person, the reward will be doubled."

I'm sorry, Granca, I can't let you go back to the game, this world doesn't belong to you long ago!