In Shimokutagawa, the name is...

"You're not dead."

A familiar language that he hadn't heard for a long time sounded in his ears. The white-haired boy slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a pair of eyes that almost merged with the night. It seemed that there were some oxidized maroon eyes on his face Blood, a strong smell of blood surrounds the whole body.He watched the other party sitting on the side, burying the tinder, which was still dyed with a faint red light, into the gray-black ashes, and the fingers holding the knife were clenched for a moment.

"Do you speak Japanese?"

Atsushi Nakajima stared vigilantly at this boy who looked about his age but was slenderer than him. The hair on the other side's temples was a little gray. The knife stabbed him in the back.

"There are only two of us Asians here." The boy turned around, the muzzle of the black gun in his hand was loaded, and the muzzle was aimed at the center of his eyebrows, "It's really beyond my surprise that you survived."

He froze for a moment, and belatedly noticed a pain in his calf, and the strength in his whole body seemed to be taken away by someone, and he held the knife with only his will to maintain the confrontation.

"After being bitten by a poisonous snake, you will pass out and faint. If others find you, you will die." The boy half-closed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "It would be a pity if that happened, and you will die on the eve before you are about to survive."

Although he said so, there was no pitiful meaning in his words.

"What do you mean?" He didn't dare to relax his vigilance. His gun seemed to be taken away by the other party. Now he can only use the knife in his hand as a deterrent. If it doesn't work, he will drag another person to hell even if he dies.

Anyway, he has nothing left, forced to exile in a foreign country and put into such a hellish situation, it makes no difference whether he is alive or dead.

"Do you want to cooperate?" The other party looked at him thoughtfully, with a flat tone as if he was asking about a trivial matter, and his dark black pupils almost merged with the night.

"why me?"

"It's not a poor weakling who can stay alone until now. I killed four, and now there are three left. You should have killed at least two, right?" He turned the gun in his hand, lowered his eyes slightly, chest Low and low, "What's more, as the only Asian, I will naturally be rejected by other testers."

"Trialist?" The white-haired boy frowned slowly. Because of the language barrier, he still didn't understand what those people who took him away and left him here wanted to do. The other party stared at him, as if looking at a strange species-like eyes.

"How did you survive from the boat without knowing the language?" He frowned as if incomprehensible, "Don't you know where this is?"

"A place far away from Japan?"

The only thing I can guess is based on the time the ship was sailing, but he was also knocked out on the ship, and he was in no mood to pay attention to such things as time on the dark ship.Naturally, I don't know how long it has been since he left Japan.

The boy snorted coldly: "It's not that stupid."

"There are more than 20 testers in total. After a few died on the boat, only eleven were thrown into this rainforest. The two who can survive can become the successors."

"Although...it's just their fun..." He sneered coldly.

"So, do you want to cooperate? As us who also came from Japan, we are natural allies." He stretched out a hand, "How about living together as partners?"

"What is your purpose? To become that so-called heir?" The white-haired boy didn't want to promise anything easily, not to mention that he didn't want to be an heir at all. If those people hadn't forcibly abducted him from the orphanage, he wouldn't have It will become what it is now.

There was complete silence in the purple-gold pupils. He could no longer find any reason to live. After he finally turned into an inhuman bloody demon, there was no difference between continuing to live and dying immediately. the difference.

The boy seemed to curl his lips coldly: "How is it possible that they took away my treasures and expect me to work for them?"

"Why, you want to work for them?" He seemed to sneer, his finger already on the trigger.

There was a stern look in the eyes of the boy with slightly white temples that seemed to blend into the night, "No..."

The white-haired boy felt his throat being scorched by fire, and the tearing pain was not only reflected in his body, but also reflected in his brain.A trace of blood flashed in the pupils of his eyes, recalling the dark days on the ship that were worse than hell, and the blood that was forced to kill those peers who also wanted to live, a stabbing pain in his throat, finally still Put it up: "My purpose is to completely destroy them."

"Deal." The boy seemed to finally smile sincerely, but he raised the hand holding the gun and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Atsushi Nakajima opened his eyes wide, but only saw the bullet flying past his face. A muffled grunt came from behind.

He turned his head belatedly, and the bullet accurately sank into the grass not far behind him - between the eyebrows of the boy who had already set up the scope.

"I'm the bait?" Atsushi Nakajima looked at the fallen corpse with a gun in his hand in bewilderment.She turned her head and glared at him questioningly.

There was no remorse on the other party's face, but he just said with a natural attitude: "Of course, if you don't agree, I will let the other party kill you who might leak the news, and then kill him."

He said in a cold tone that had no ups and downs and took it for granted. Atsushi Nakajima clenched his fists, and couldn't find any reason to be angry for a while.After all, whether it is him or himself, the instinct of killing others in exchange for their own survival has been deeply rooted in their bones. If they really want to judge-they will all go to hell.

There was a roar, and both of them raised their eyes. On the sky not far away, one or two small black dots appeared on the monotonous blue sky that was incomparable. They were helicopters whizzing over.

He raised his head slightly, a look of cold hatred flashed across his eyes, and was instantly suppressed under the dark night, "Their people are here."

"Then, don't forget what you said." He turned and left, slightly turned his head and cast a meaningful glance, "I hope that you will still be alive next time we meet."

"Goodluckforyou." - Atsushi Nakajima snapped down the lighter, staring at the flickering blue flame, biting a cigarette and leaning over to light it.

He was leaning against the window, his eyes seemed to be scattered in the distance without focus, but he unconsciously recalled the original scene.When recalling the long experience in the past, it was like a fast-playing disc was pressed, and the immature and cold words seemed to still echo in his ears.The young man with black hair let out a low laugh, exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and half-closed his eyes to watch the circles of smoke rings rising lightly like clouds.

"That nasty guy..." He lowered his voice and laughed mockingly, "He really knows how to use people..." The author has something to say: Rock Town is currently open to information: Name: Nakajima Atsushi (English name unknown )

Nationality: United States of America Status: Rock star, one of the heirs of a large American mafia (?)

Partner: Akutagawa Ryunosuke (unknown English name, both heirs) have a high degree of trust in each other, allies who are trying to destroy the organization (suspected to have other relationships)...

Comments on partner: A lunatic who pretended to the bones Reason for meeting partner: First meeting during the 'Trial' The alliance 'oral agreement' established (subsequent unknown)

Manager and informant: Lucy's favorite food: as long as you can eat, not picky at all Good at: Rock (because Akutagawa learned it), proficient in English and Japanese, familiar with various types of weapons, can directly judge the type of weapon based on the bullet caliber and the degree of depression, Infer the enemy's position from the trajectory, (dynamic vision and hearing are extremely developed) the hit rate of sniping and shooting has never been lower than 95%, driving drift, motor nerves are extremely developed...

Personality: On the surface, he is often angry with his partner, but he still stays with each other and cares about each other very much.In essence, he is a very patient person. He is proficient in strategies and can calmly come up with the best solution in an emergency. He doesn't care about the lives of others. He is used to budgeting and preparing in advance. He rarely shows a rare gentle side...

Background: Once defected with Akutagawa and held concerts in fifty states while escaping, mastered the arms trading chain organized in North America and Europe, and seemed to know other secrets...

感谢在2020-09-1121:48:56~2020-09-1914:37:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：恒冷的殊途10瓶；云青5瓶；下一秒就要死了1瓶；非常感谢大家对我的支持，我会继续努力的！