[Online game] Shut up if you buy it for a dime

Rome, Italy.

Cher Hughes Private College, University District.

It was the day when the hot summer was just about to enter autumn. As the sun set, the temperature seemed not as hot as before at noon.On the campus tree-lined trail, students come and go in groups of threes and twos, chatting happily or seriously about various topics belonging to young people. Occasionally, you can see a few students who are obviously from the Conservatory of Music running past with huge musical instrument boxes on their backs. The young nobles who were accidentally bumped into but did not receive an apology curled their lips, because of their good upbringing, they did not curse aloud.

Department of Forensic Science, second grade.

Different from the solemn silence of the legal department, the elegant and melodious music department.

The students in the Department of Forensic Medicine are arguing wildly over the cold dissecting table that has not let go of the internal organs from the beginning to the end.

Linda: "Hodir, I want you to use your brain properly, and don't let it be conditioned to function only when it sees porn! Instead, tell me how you managed to say that you were able to tell the truth from the abdominal cavity. How scary is the knife?!"

Hodir: "Linda, don't think I'm afraid of you when you're strong!"

Jim: "That's enough of you two idiots! Did you ever consider the body's mood and ask him how he felt...Hey, Linda, don't hold on to the scalpel, did you pay for it?"

……

The professor has long since left, and this person may already be sitting at home drinking lukewarm coffee.

The remaining children who love to learn are still spitting around the dissecting table, watching the strong girl named Linda standing next to the head of the corpse specimen wielding a scalpel that is about to die. Uncontrollably poking at Hodir's heart—

"Bang-"

The door of the classroom was pushed open by the intruder.

……

——"SHIT!"

——"Who~~!"

—— "Did you feed the dog after education?!"

——"Promotion is prohibited! Refuse to steal teachers!"

"Ah, it's nothing, someone broke into the classroom suddenly."

Amidst the slightly pretentious curses and screams from the crowd, a young man came out from behind the curtain in a small corner of the classroom away from the bloody dissection table, stretched his head to look at the situation outside, pursed his lips dissatisfiedly, He turned his attention back to the phone.

If someone was around at the moment, it would not be difficult for them to find that the boy was not talking in Italian.What he speaks skillfully from his mouth is fluent and authentic Chinese.

The young man squinted his dark blue eyes, changed his posture, and lay lazily by the open window. The orange-red afterglow shone on his flaxen-brown soft hair, showing a very soft color.

It's just that it's obvious that she didn't sleep well last night, her eye circles are slightly swollen, and she doesn't look very energetic.

At this time, there was a faint blush on his cheeks, obviously because of the agitation of the person on the other side of the phone, and his slender fingertips knocked on the window lattice again and again, and he quietly listened to the person on the other side of the phone. , and then he spoke, with a bit of coquettishness in his tone: "Uncle, just come, come, come~~~ Grandpa and grandma finally came to Rome to visit us once~~ Just one dinner! I swear it will be just one meal ——No, no, my stepmother has only been cleaned up by my father, and I will never dare to make a mistake..."

Maybe the person on the other end of the phone finally compromised, the young man smiled with satisfaction, his sweetness was so sweet that the world paled, and he said stickily: "Then it's a deal, see you tonight~~~ Bye, bye!"

Hanging up the phone with a smile on the corner of his mouth, the young man was ready to go home and get ready to meet his relatives, love, uncle, uncle.It's a pity that before his fingers touched the schoolbag that was actually not far away, he was slammed into the wall by a creature that rushed towards him.

The boy let out a cry of pain, and his small body was almost crushed to pieces.

"Yalar Yalar Yalar—" The burly girl pressing on the boy rubbed and rubbed, blushing with excitement and having a thick neck.

"My name is Yalar, not Yalar Yalar, thank you, strong Linda." The boy pushed away the girl who was rubbing against him, sniffed his nose, and then said in disgust, "Evil~~ bloody Mixed with formalin...Linda, did you wash your hands?"

"It's washed - no, I forgot, don't look at me like that, buddy, I'm too excited, you can't understand the heart of a girl looking forward to love." Linda recovered a little bit of normal, and was about to be ravaged by herself to death The young boy pulled up from the wall and sat down on the nearest chair, facing this beautiful child who was 5 years younger than him and came across a grade.

Taking a deep breath, he solemnly called out: "Student Yalar."

"I'm here, strong Linda." Aral was held down and couldn't move, grunting reluctantly.

"He finally showed up again."

"Who?"

"He, my him." The burly girl clasped her fists and stared at her starry eyes.

……

How do you say that?Girls' feelings are always poetry...

Uh……

Although it is also possible that it is a funeral word.

"Yo... Your Highness loves Qian appeared?" Yala asked coolly.

"Mammon! His Majesty Mammon!" Linda sternly said, "I will be angry if you call him that again."

"...His name really loves money. Well, let's change it, that Violent Highness."

"Alar."

"I'm here."

"You can't blame Mammon just because you love me but don't have me."

"Linda, take your scalpel and kill me. Thank you."

"..."

"Hi, Jim, can you tell me why your face is so dark?" Aral raised his eyebrows and said to the people behind Linda with a smile.

……

Contributing the camera in his schoolbag to Linda, Yalar was able to escape from the clutches of the clutches. Seeing his friend happily achieve the final goal and rushing out the door with the camera in hand, the teenager puffed his cheeks in dissatisfaction and stuck out his tongue Made a grimace, the whole face wrinkled like a bun, ugly as hell.

After closing the windows of the classroom, he casually greeted the rest of the students, and walked out of the classroom slowly.

After thinking about it, I took out my phone and pressed it twice——

"Burr?" Yalar called first when the phone was connected.

"Yes, young master."

"Are you still waiting for me at the school gate?"

"Yes, young master."

Yalar frowned: "You drive back by yourself, I will ride."

"Master, the boss said—"

"Burr—!!" Yalar wailed and interrupted the faithful butler, "Uncle is coming tonight!! You know he hates the Mafia the most!! Please!! Let me act like an ordinary college student today Let's go home!! Ahh?!"

"This--"

"Father lost his temper and stepmother will bear it." Seeing that the housekeeper obviously hesitated, the child quickly and unscrupulously boasted.

"..." Burr looked at the sky, reckoning that if the young master rode his bike from now on, he would still be home before dark, so he finally sighed and compromised, "Okay, young master, please be careful."

"Yes."

"Be aware of your surroundings and be careful of others."

"well."

"Don't get involved in school fights."

"No participation, absolutely no participation."

"Do not--"

"Oh, the phone is out of battery——" Yala folded his pocket with one hand, pretended to be surprised and called out to the phone speechlessly, then quickly hung up the phone, turned off the phone, and sighed to the sky, "it's not just my father who has recently undergone menopause. Alone . . . tsk tsk, not even Burr survived."

Pull shrugged, lifted the bag in his hand, and ran towards the bicycle parking place at a trot.

On weekdays, young masters and ladies all go to and from school by private car, and those who are willing to ride their own bicycles are either on a whim or just bought a new car.So the places where bicycles are parked, according to the past, are always terribly deserted.

However, today seems to be a little different.

Yalar heard a loud noise when the bicycle was hit by something and turned over from a distance, stopped, put his hands in his pockets, stood on tiptoe and looked into the parking room——

Sure enough it was him.

Aral frowned, looked around, but didn't find Linda and her flashlight——

Ok……

Your Royal Highness, the violent and mad prince who loves money very much, how long will you fight?

One against eight, the opponent is a third-year student majoring in physical education at a foreign school.

Being pushed down during the push, Mammon didn't panic at all, she immediately lay down on the ground and raised her legs in the air with force from her waist, kicking the person who was about to pounce several meters away viciously, while the others dodged In his free time, he jumped up quickly, and swung his fist at the one closest to him——

As if there were eyes on the back, he raised his foot and gave the tall boy in front of him a kick without closing his lower body, then turned around and grabbed the other end of the steel bar in the hand of the person who was quietly approaching with the steel bar pipe, and quickly twitched——

"Ahhhh-!!!!"

The person holding the weapon let out a scream and shook hands, leaving tears and snot all at once—the huge friction force and the sharp edge of the steel pipe cut the man's hand deeply, and the wound deepened because of the speed at which Mamen twitched the steel pipe. You can almost see the palm bones.

Compared to those on the ground who are clutching their stomachs and don't know which internal organs have been injured, or clutching their lower body and screaming like killing a pig, or clutching blood, a pool of blood has accumulated on the ground, and their complexions are so innocent that they are about to die. The group of people who passed out were in a state of embarrassment. Mammon Reguis's condition seemed to be much better. His eyes were slightly dredged and a tooth was knocked out carelessly. At most, his school uniform button was ripped off A few pills, plus solving eight at the same time, just a little short of breath.

This really didn't affect his ability to confuse the hearts of girls of all majors and majors in Circus Academy.

The black hair covered the eyes in pieces, and the deep black eyes like bright jewels were faintly visible from the hair gap.This is obviously the hair color and eye color of an oriental person, but his clear and angular face and unusually tall figure all show that this man also has high-quality blood mixed from other countries.

……

Walking into the garage, the first thing I saw was the man half bent over, taking a deep breath quietly.

Perhaps, the bruises on the corners of the eyes and the embarrassment of the body covered in ashes, in the eyes of the girls headed by Linda, it may be "a man's wildness".

……

Heck, come on, it's actually a specific posture before the werewolf transformed. ...

Aral thought sarcastically, picking up his wrecked bicycle. "Don't hold back when the pain is dying, be careful to hold back and cause internal injuries."

"..."

It seemed that the legendary "His Royal Highness Loves Qian very much" did not intend to talk to him, and Yalar shrugged boredly.Not in a hurry to leave, squatting next to the car to check the car - ouch, even the bumper is not spared, these bloody violent madmen... Looking distressed at the part of the car that was forcibly broken, Ya Lal gritted his teeth, twisted his face, and smiled half-heartedly: "Hey, my car is very expensive, and I have to pay—"

Taking an inadvertent glance, without missing the blood dripping from the man's mouth, Yalar was surprised to find that although the person in front of him maintained the same posture as when he came in, he was obviously stiff and unnatural.

Frowning, cursed lowly, pushed the bicycle in his hand, walked up to support the man, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Would you be lucky? You just happened to meet such an excellent student of the forensic department like me if you injured your internal organs in a fight." ... Tsk tsk, stop vomiting blood, just don't let you pay for the car, I can't bear to make you vomit blood even if you withdraw money... But you really love money..."

"...so noisy, shut up."

Yalar: "...Your mother never told you that an injured person should not be so dragged by a doctor, otherwise the doctor will turn into a veterinarian~"

Threatening in his mouth, but still carefully supporting the man with his hands, half-lying and half-sitting in a posture that would not involve any organs in the body with large movements, Yalar murmured that he was extremely unlucky, and gave Man doing basic checkup.

……

"Did you get kicked or hit your spleen?"

"..."

"Hey! Talk." The white-clothed angel was furious, and gently exerted force with his hands.

The man took a deep breath, and after a while he said dully, "I don't know."

"..." Yalar nodded in satisfaction, "Although what you say is equivalent to not saying anything, at least let me know that you are not dumb, okay don't stare at me, I know you have spoken before, but that is scolding me, I have The rights are automatically blocked——Well, let me see, does it hurt here...? Don’t speak? If you don’t speak, it doesn’t hurt...Then the problem is not very big—I said, if you take a step closer, I will collapse your body head."

Behind him was holding a small knife that he did not know where he got it. The pupils of the boy from outside the school who approached quietly were slightly narrowed, and his eyebrows were facing the small-caliber black hole of the gun.

Yalar was still squatting, unmoving the safety of the small silver gun in his hand with no expression on his face, reloading it loudly on purpose, and at the same time raised the small and small bus, and said indifferently: "See? It's not a toy. No, no, no, don't think I don't dare to shoot. To have a gun means I have the right to shoot--now, turn around and get out. I'll count three--one--two--"

When Yalar counted to "two" and hadn't finished, the man from the other school shamelessly dropped the knife, and his companions on the ground ignored him and ran away in embarrassment.

"The response speed is good."

Leaning halfway against the wall, the man who had been silent all this time suddenly praised, and for the first time, his black eyes gave the angel in white Alar a formal look.

Yalar curled his lips, not wanting to admit that he was actually a little smug.

"But if it's a gun in his hand, you're probably a dead body."

A vein popped out of Yalar's forehead, and he stuffed the pocket gun he was carrying into his trouser pocket.

"I don't seem to be familiar with you, don't say it as if I'm in the same party as you." Poked the man who was obviously tenacious, and said in a bad mood: "Well, in such things as school violence incidents The gun is drawn... If my dad finds out, he will definitely kill me. Hey, I will save your life! I declare that you have increased your value, remember to cherish life, and grow fewer right and wrong trees—”

……

"Enough said?"

"what?"

"Say that's enough and get out, before I can't help but beat you up."