Gin and Red Fang are brothers

"Then, please come to the podium for the first five students who have read their code names."

When the scar instructor at the beginning was about to announce the grades, Xiao Qinjiu was ready to stand out, his heart was beating, and the heart that belonged to a boy was full of excitement and excitement, mixed with the beating heart. pride.

"No. 1—"

Little Gin blinked.

"—Number 66."

"...?!!"

The movement of wanting to step out suddenly froze, as if he was hallucinating, and he raised his head with a rare shocked expression——

What, what? !

The boy with short black hair had the same gentle smile on his face as he walked slowly forward from his side, and the corner of his clothes still carried the usual faint scent of soap locust and breakfast malt cake.

His thoughts were still a little confused, and he murmured with some doubts and bewilderment: "...66?"

Everything seems to be in slow motion.

On the dazzling big screen in front of him, his score card was rotated from the beginning to the end and turned into the opposite number, and this was the opponent's number.

The pupils of the silver-haired boy shrank slightly.There seems to be something pulling and connecting into a sharp line in the mind of the complicated thoughts.

What the other party did before——

With a clear "pa", Xiao Qinjiu reached out and grabbed the opponent's wrist violently, pulling him back.For some unknown reason, his arms were trembling.

Qing Chuan's beautiful turquoise green eyes glanced at him, still glowing with morning light.Little gin has always had a deep impression on his eyes, in countless days or nights, when he turned his head, he could see the turquoise green with a smile.

The silver-haired boy raised his eyes and stared fixedly at the other person, but it was as if he knew the person in front of him for the first time.He opened his mouth and squeezed out a low and hoarse voice from his throat: "...No.1?"

"..." The other party smiled, and replied with curved eyebrows, "Yes, it's me."

A natural look.

"Isn't that the mark on the display board? There is no higher score than the one behind number 66."

But that is obviously——

"It's you, the ranking seems to be quite low, please work hard."

Relaxed tone, no guilt or apology at all.

"..." Xiao Qinjiu grabbed the opponent's hand so hard that the fingertips turned white, and the sharp nails were embedded in the opponent's skin, but the opponent seemed to feel no pain at all, and was still smiling.

"..." Xiao Qinjiu lowered his head, his bangs cast a light shadow in front of him, he breathed out, "I...give you time to explain."

Say something or justify something, and tell him maybe it's not what it seems.

"What did you say?" Qing Chuanchen blinked, and he smiled, "You are so stupid, you only understand me now."

"..."

"You don't really think we are friendly teammates, do you? Do you still want to make friends in this kind of place?"

"..." The hand that clenched his arm seemed to snap a bone.

"Let's just pay the tuition this time." The black-haired boy said casually, as easily as throwing away waste paper, "Maybe you will learn to be smarter."

"What are you doing over there?" the scar instructor on the podium frowned.Other people around also turned their attention to this side.

"Okay, let go." Qing Chuanchen slightly hooked the corners of his lips, "—it's time for me to go on stage."

"..." Under the gaze of everyone, the hands that were tightened like a vise loosened little by little.

The silver-haired boy slowly raised his eyes, those dark green wolf pupils stared straight at Qing Chuanchen, and his slightly exposed canine teeth were sharply pressed against his lower lip.In the flickering lights, his expression became a little calm and terrifying.

Qing Chuanchen didn't look at the other party again, he turned and walked towards the high podium.The spotlight was concentrated on his back, leaving a darkness behind him.

"..." The eyes staring from the abyss fell on the back, mixed with the rising sediment.

Qing Chuanchen seemed to be walking forward calmly, but in his heart he was about to cry while wiping away his sweat.

Spicy chicken script, ruin my youth, ruin my friendship!

Betrayal, deceit, and ridicule... It's really full of hatred and blackening.

——No wonder the other party wanted to kill him!

The arm hurts so much... The other party clenched it too hard, it was probably bruised.Qing Chuanchen almost couldn't control his smiling expression just now, especially when the opponent's nails were deeply sunken into the flesh.

The lights on the podium are much brighter than those below, even a little dazzling.Qing Chuanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, and here he couldn't see the expression of the people below - he couldn't find the place of Xiaoqin among the gray figures.

...Although I don't want to meet his eyes now.

Qing Chuanchen stood on it with downcast eyes, surrounded by four other students of the same period.The brown-haired boy standing beside him seemed to glance at him a few more times, and Qing Chuanchen returned a friendly smile.

"Congratulations, everyone, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore." Instructor Scar asked them to stand side by side, and then continued to speak to the audience, "Next is one of our projects, as long as you win and advance in this project, you can become A full member of the organization."

The scar instructor's words sparked a chattering discussion, and the faces of the boys and girls below were filled with excitement—they felt that they could finally get rid of the tiring training and danger.

But in fact... the real cruelty and danger have just begun.

"I believe that after these few months, you have established a deep and tacit relationship with your teammates. Then the last project is..." The scar instructor laughed, the scar twisted and twisted on his face.

"—Kill your teammates."

"!" This sentence made everyone in the audience stunned, their expressions still frozen on their faces.

"Yes, you heard me right." Instructor Scar said slowly, "Of two people, only one can survive."

"You have to be clear, only the organization is trustworthy, and nothing else."

"Sooner or later, there will be a day when the butcher's knife will face anyone, and the person you think you trust will kill you." Scar Instructor smiled, "Only your own knife will not hurt yourself."

"..." The other party is taking advantage of the fact that the minds of the boys and girls are blank, instilling the cold ideas of the organization.

Qing Chuanchen's eyes flickered.

"As I said before, higher rankings have an advantage in the next event, and this is reflected here." Instructor Scar grinned, "The teammates of the top five advancers must first fight against the bulldog."

"?!"

"In this way, for the top five of you, the survival rate will be greatly improved." The scar instructor shook his finger, "After all... your teammates may be exhausted, injured or even directly killed in the process."

"..."

"No.1 still has an advantage." Instructor Scar walked up to Qing Chuanchen and looked down at him. "You can choose to take an extra weapon in the subsequent duel, or you can choose to designate a person who is not allowed to take a weapon."

"Then No.1, which one do you choose?"

Under the gaze of others, Qing Chuanchen lowered his eyes: "...I will choose the second one."

Downhill.

"I designate No. 99." Amid the empty echoes, the tone was slow and clear, "He is forbidden to use his weapon Beretta in the next duel."

It seems to be a choice to kill the other party.

When the voice fell, he raised his head, and happened to be looking at Xiao Qinjiu in the originally blurred gray crowd, but they could see each other's faces clearly from such a long distance.

Hearing his code name mentioned, the silver-haired boy's expression didn't change any more, but he didn't feel relaxed.It is a dull, oppressive and damp, calm before the storm.

"Okay, let's start with number 99 first." Scar instructor looked down, "Go to the stage first and hand over your weapons."

The silver-haired boy raised his steps and walked steadily.He stepped onto a high podium and stood under the spotlight, on the stage that should have belonged to him.

He didn't put Beretta in the instructor's outstretched palm, but let it fall freely to the ground.The harsh sound of metal hitting the ground made Qing Chuanchen couldn't help but glance at him sideways.

Little Gin raised his eyes slowly: "I lost it." He said, "Put it here, and I'll come back to get it when it's over."

"..." This is a sentence that indicates that he will definitely live.

The scar instructor smiled: "Yes. No one will move until the duel is over."

Before getting up to the Colosseum, Xiao Qinjiu passed by Qing Chuanchen who was standing on the side of the stage, and his footsteps paused slightly.Qing Chuanchen raised his vigilance in his heart, but still showed his usual bright smile on the surface.

——Although this kind of smile at the moment is mostly mocking in the eyes of the other party.

At such a close distance, he could clearly see the dark green eyes of the silver-haired boy, with a poisonous snake-like murderous intent and mixed unknown emotions. Qing Chuanchen's whole body was chilled by the touch of being immersed in ice water.

"..."

The other party quickly lowered his eyes and suppressed all his emotions, and he continued to walk forward, landing with a soft "click".

"...Be careful." Qing Chuanchen still warned in a low voice, although it was a bit out of place.

Xiao Qinjiu's footsteps did not stop, I don't know if he heard this sentence.He left a black back, a future excellent top killer is shedding his soft shell.

"..." Qing Chuanchen sighed softly in his heart, but he also understood that this might be the best choice for Xiaoqinjiu.

After all, only by being ruthless and decisive enough can one survive in this organization in the future.

Qing Chuanchen felt the pull from the corner of his clothes, he turned his head and saw the brown-haired boy standing behind him with a smile: "Hey, you are awesome."

"?" Qing Chuanchen blinked his eyes, and before he could reply, the other party had already spoken.

"I mean... your manipulation of the number plate." He lowered his voice, "My image memory has always been excellent. Although I only glanced at it at the end, I still have an impression of the position of the number plate."

"...!" Qing Chuanchen narrowed his eyes, "Oh? Do you have evidence?"

"Of course not." He shrugged, "Don't worry, I don't mean anything else...just a simple compliment, that's all." He smiled.

"..."

"To be precise, I like the abilities of both of you very much. It would be great to work together in the future. But if only one can live..." He sighed regretfully, "I think I might not see you in the future gone."

"Why do you say that?" Qing Chuanchen put his hands in his pockets, "Now the opponent seems to be in a disadvantaged position."

"On the surface it is, but..." the brown-haired boy dragged his voice.

"—When a person's hatred is strong enough, the idea of ​​wanting to torture you and kill you will support him to overcome all obstacles in between."

"..."

"So," the brown-haired boy raised his eyes and smiled, "if he still remembers some old feelings—maybe giving you a happy ending is the best ending for you in this state."

The author has something to say: [I have never seen him cry, but he seems to be sad too, but he never shows it on his face.

I told him that sometimes crying is also a kind of catharsis, and he snorted in disdain to show that he would never be vulnerable.

I don't believe it. 】

——Observation diary of Qing Chuan Chen's teammate

Babies, don't be afraid!Lulu's knives are always soft (狗头.jpg)!Knife is for more pleasure!In essence, this is still a happy article (raise paw

感谢在2021-04-0212:52:03~2021-04-0312:21:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Ye Yu Xiaoxiao 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Mo De's name; 10 bottles of Gu Wangshu; 5 bottles of Meicai Duanzi; 2 bottles of Fengtian;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!