Near the general gave birth to steamed stuffed buns [Interstellar]

Jian Le smiled: "Could it be that a moth like you is the glory of the school?"

Then his eyes turned cold, and he said word by word: "I am the first in the grade, I paid the tuition with the money earned from my parents' lives, and supported myself with my hands. I didn't contribute to the Federation, and I didn't contribute to Hastonburg. Any burden, what qualifications do you have to blame me?!"

"You..." Suzuki was speechless, but how could his arrogant character make him admit that he was wrong.

"At least someone taught me to be shameless, unlike you, seeing the popular posts on the forum, doesn't it make you feel good?"

Jian Le has used up the last bit of patience with Suzuki, there is absolutely no need to continue this conversation.

He glanced at Suzuki blankly, then turned to leave.

But just thinking that Suzuki, who had won a round, could let him leave like this, Jian Le only felt a gust of cold wind blowing over his face, and then his brain buzzed, his body seemed to be drained of strength in an instant, and he knelt down limply on the ground.

Suzuki walked up to him, surrounded by a grey-yellow jackal.

He looked down at the pale Jian Le: "I heard that you have good mental strength, it seems to be true. Aren't you mocking me for bullying you because of my family, I'll let you see what real bullying is like! "

A splitting headache was Jian Le's only feeling at this time.

The severe pain affected his senselessness, and the feeling of being suddenly thrown into the water hit him again, making him unable to do anything except endure.

Suzuki's jackal bared its teeth ferociously, and under his instruction, continuously launched mental attacks on Jian Le.

Isn't he just an orphan with no background, what would happen if he accidentally killed him?

Looking at the sweaty Jian Le, Suzuki felt sadistic pleasure in his heart.

"Roar--"

An angry beast roar suddenly exploded in his ears, before Suzuki could react, his jackal was already bitten by the throat by a beautiful black panther.

"Little black."

Rong Heng's voice alone stopped Xiao Hei from closing his jaw, but this joking name slightly ruined the murderous atmosphere at the scene.

Rong Heng gave the stunned Suzuki a cold look, and leaned over to hug Jian Le who was about to kneel.

"Dare to attack him under my nose, Suzuki Ichiro, you have the guts."

Xiao Hei stared fixedly at his snow-white face, sweating profusely, Suzuki, who looked like he was about to faint, slowly closed his mouth, his sharp teeth locked the jackal's throat little by little.

On the line of life and death, the jackal struggled violently and whimpered in pain.

Suzuki woke up suddenly, and begged Xiao Hei with trembling lips: "No, please... let him go."

"Little black!"

Once again receiving Rong Heng's call, Xiao Hei spit out the dying jackal with a "pooh", jumped high, and fell Suzuki to the ground.

Then he yelled at his face a few times, raised his paw and gave him a hard claw before letting go of him bitterly.

Without delay for a second, Rong Heng rushed back to the room with Jian Le in his arms, and after carefully putting the sweaty person on the bed, he called the family doctor.

"An underage guide was attacked, and he is now in my dormitory."

There was a burst of exclamation, Rong Heng didn't say anything more, after hanging up the phone, he turned his head to look at Jian Le, seeing his hair wet with cold sweat, Rong Heng's brows were twisted into twists again.

how is he?Xiao Hei walked around the bed anxiously. This was the second time he was attacked in a short period of time!

Rong Heng's heart sank, and a small cluster of anger ignited in his dark blue eyes.

However, he has always been good at hiding his emotions, besides, the most important thing right now is to stabilize Jian Le's state.

If it is an adult guide who is attacked by thinking, it is easy to deal with it. A certain amount of pheromone is injected to activate the secretion of its own pheromone, and the trauma can be repaired soon.

Or the sentinel will mark them briefly. After marking, the two will heal each other through synesthesia. This is the safest and most effective way.

But Jian Le is a minor, and the injection of pheromone will have an irreversible effect on his brain.

As for marking...

Marking minors with supernatural powers is a capital offense legally, but morally... a beast.

These two methods are obviously not feasible, Rong Hang can only choose to wait for the arrival of the doctor, and use more professional means to calm Jian Le's traumatized mental strength.

Jian Le doesn't know what's wrong with her, is she being attacked again?

Why is it so unlucky, I just entered the hospital a few days ago, and I will go in again.

However, it is impossible to say that this time it is not a hospital, but a funeral parlor.

Because he is really hurting to death, it feels like someone took a knife, stabbed into your brain, and kept turning your wrist, stirring your brain into tofu.

If the pain continues like this, you will definitely die!

Jian Le, who has never shed tears no matter how much she has been wronged for so many years, cried out of pain.

Rong Heng's hand that wiped his sweat stopped in mid-air, watching the crystal tears roll into Jian Le's temples with a complicated expression.

Xiao Hei was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly rushed to the side of the bed, stuck out his tongue and licked Jian Le's cheek.

It's a pity that spirit beasts and humans exist in different dimensions, and he can't meet Jian Le at all.Upon discovering this, he buried his head in his paws annoyedly, leaving Rong Heng with a frustrated head.

After a while, Xiao Hei's voice sounded in Rong Heng's head: Rong Heng, help me wipe his tears, okay?I beg you!

"Why is it him?" Rong Heng lowered his head, looking calmly into Xiao Hei Binglan's eyes.

You're mentally clear, aren't you?

"Because it's 100% compatible?"

Rong Heng's question is not so much a question to Xiao Hei, but a self-answer.

He knows everything that happened downstairs today.

Of course, he also heard Jian Le's domineering words.

Seeing Jian Le holding his head high and chest out, making Suzuki speechless every single word, Rong Heng showed a smile that even he didn't notice.

Jian Le is like a grass in the forest, delicate but has the courage to compete with the big trees for sunlight.In a forest, there is a tough beauty that cannot be ignored.

Looking at him, Rong Heng couldn't help but imagine that if he was given enough strength, Jian Le would definitely be able to form a world of his own.

At first, Rong Heng just looked at him from afar, but gradually, his eyes would always look for Jian Le's figure inadvertently.

If these can be attributed to those who were influenced by Xiao Hei, then seeing the anger from the heart when Suzuki made a move today, Rong Hang can no longer deceive himself and others.

Rong Heng realized that he wanted to see Jian Le grow up, even if it was still just grass, he also wanted to see a meadow.

Have you finally admitted it?There was a gratified light in Xiao Hei's eyes, feeling like his own child had finally come out of puberty.

Rong Heng frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to hook Jian Le's eyes, warm tears wet his fingertips.

"I'm not sure yet..."

Not sure if this guy was the one he wanted.

What if...he doesn't like Jian Le as much as he imagined...

someone is coming!

Xiao Hei's voice sounded again, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Master Rong." The visitor was dressed in a neat military uniform and was carrying a medical kit in his hand. When he saw Rong Heng, he nodded to him.

The two of them went straight to the bedroom without saying a word.

When the military doctor saw Jian Le who was in a coma, he immediately took a deep breath, and started treating her immediately without caring about anything else.

"How did this happen? My God, how did this happen?" He kept making surprised sounds.

Rong Heng's heart hung high as he muttered to himself: "How is he?"

"It's not the worst. The patient's mental strength is stronger than the average minor, and he has withstood a lot of attacks." The military doctor kept moving his hands, and said while checking, "His brain has suffered a certain amount of damage. As long as it can be cured Well, it will help his mental strength. But if it is not cured..."

There is no need to say anything about the next thing. If it cannot be cured, becoming a vegetative state is the best result, or it will be directly brain-dead.

"No, it won't be cured, I have a solution!" The doctor had already competed with himself, and said solemnly.

Rong Heng looked at the busy doctor, knowing that he couldn't help him, so he left the bedroom after looking at it for a while, poured himself a glass of water, and kept holding it without drinking.

After a while, he dialed the bottom number in the address book.

The phone rang a few times before it was picked up, and there was an angry voice on the other end: "I heard that you called the doctor, what happened?"

He clearly said words of concern, but when they came out of the other party's mouth, there was a blunt feeling of giving an order.

When Rong Heng heard this, there was a hint of resistance on his face, and his tone of reply was also cold: "A guide has been attacked, I'm fine."

"Well, usually train yourself to pay more attention to your body, don't think I'm annoying, this is for your own good."

The impatience on Rong Heng's face became more obvious, and his tightly clenched fists showed that he was extremely upset at this moment.

The other end of the phone was quiet for a while, and said: "It's okay, you won't call me, tell me, is that guy Potter doing some tricks again?"

Rong Heng suppressed the turbulent emotions, and said coldly: "

What do you think of the First Army's application to retreat to the Vitte Naval Port for three consecutive years? "

"What do you think?" There was a smile in the middle-of-the-road voice.

"Rejected! Star thieves are rampant in the Almera galaxy, and the First Army has a complete starship team. The task of chasing star thieves is most suitable for them."

Hearing that, after a few seconds of silence, the person on the other end of the phone laughed in a deep voice: "Suzuki Ichiro should indeed be punished, but the reason for rejecting his parents' request to return to Hong Kong is not enough for me."

Rong Heng pursed his lips tightly, and the impatience in his eyes became more and more intense. At this time, Xiao Hei, who had been guarding the bedroom, suddenly ran out.

"What's wrong?" Rong Heng stood up nervously.