Red and black camp simulation game

No matter which fitness coach is asked to watch Chi Jiang's schedule and daily video for that month, he will be impressed and ask for a contact information to study whether such a lifestyle can really turn Earth humans into invulnerable Kryptonians.

It may be a bit exaggerated, but it’s about the same. There are high-intensity tasks and training every day, good cooking skills and healthy recipes (copied from an undercover agent), and the family only has various fighting skills that have reached different levels. The certificates he received all of a sudden can be piled up in a pile. Last night, he was shot in the stomach during the mission and he was able to jump alive the next day and give the robber an unreproachable shoulder fall. All these show that this person is a very dangerous creature. up.

All in all, Chijiang Nayue's figure can be well evaluated from any angle. After taking off his clothes, he is not as thin as imagined. On the contrary, the smooth and beautiful muscle lines on his body make him look full when his upper body is naked. He felt a sense of strength, and when he heard the sound and turned his head vigilantly, he was like a black panther catching prey, his light red pupils narrowed slightly, and the muscles on his body were also tensed until his eyes met the drooping eyes of the incoming person. With purple eyes, the whole body relaxes, and the arms naturally hang down by the side to support the wall.

"I haven't changed yet, why did I come in?" The slender young man turned his head back as if nothing had happened. Divert the other party's attention with a slightly wicked voice, "You won't have a crush on me, brother Hagi?"

Hagiwara raised his eyebrows and closed the door behind his back: "The lock on the locker room is broken, I thought you saw it?"

"But it's the first time I've heard you call me 'Brother Hagi', how about calling me again," he said teasingly, but his eyes were as calm as the sea, staring straight at the sinuous and hideous shallow scar on his friend's back , some seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade, pierced by a bullet, and even a small piece of burn marks adorned his lower back. Hagiwara is an atheist, but he also subconsciously wanted to sigh that Amaterasu Omisami is above. How did you survive until now? "Your 'Medal' really makes people look at it a few times..."

"Surprised?" The police officer shook off the short-sleeved shirt in the bag and put it on his body to block Kenji Hagiwara's view. He asked calmly.

"Can't it be 'too worried to sleep'." Hagiwara gave an example, sounding enthusiastic.

Nayue tilted her head and said jokingly: "You are so old, you won't be lazy in the office these two days and watch the eight o'clock file with Noah, right?"

"What are you talking about, I'm a young, handsome and responsible Hagiwara police officer."

The young man near the window was changing clothes, and at the same time chatting nonsense with his friend by the wall at the door. That month, he didn’t ask why he came in, and Hagiwara didn’t ask why he didn’t change his clothes and went out. The two were inexplicable. There is a tacit understanding in this place.

When he buttoned up and changed his shorts that month, Kenji Hagiwara politely turned his eyes away and stared at the floor tiles. The locker room fell silent for an instant, and various thoughts popped up in his mind one after another.

At first it was the five of them (he was really surprised and happy when he saw the squad leader led by Xiao Jiangu) chatting outside after a long absence. In total, it was decided by guessing who would come in to see if the little devil had escaped through the window, and the others were responsible for going back to take care of the girls and the little detective who came with them.

Hagiwara was the one who lost to Zhu Fu Jingguang in three of the five rounds, so he had no choice but to jokingly say to a few people: "If Xiao Nayue gets angry and throws me out when changing clothes, you have to explain that I am not coveting the same period. A perverted man?"

Two people who feel connoted: ...

The handsome Hagiwara who was kicked on the leg by Fa Xiao had planned to knock on the door at first, but he just pressed the doorknob by a coincidence. Xiaosong breathed a sigh of relief because the other party didn't really run away, and immediately raised his heart.

He really saw something amazing-what was Xiao Nayue doing in front of the mirror, observing the scar?Hasn't he seen enough?Appreciate muscle? ...Uh, not at all.

The young man's unrestrained movement broke into Hagiwara's mind the moment he pushed the door, and the hand behind him on the door was extremely stiff.

If he read correctly, is Xiao Nayue looking at the mirror and studying how to strangle herself?

For a moment, Hagiwara didn't want to accept his reasoning. In the perception of many people, Mr. Police Officer is a winner in life with a bright future. It is impossible for him to have any reason to be interested in suicide.

...impossible, right?

Afterwards, he closed the door smoothly, making jokes, but his eyes kept drifting towards the other person. While lamenting how much he was injured, he couldn't help but wonder, could some of the scars on his body also come from... suicide?

Really, he thought too much.Hagiwara squeezed his palm.He actually felt that it was impossible for Chijiang to choose to die in front of them that month. He was such a proud person. How could he show such a fragile, bad and negative self in the eyes of his friends?

Besides, there is no reason at all. It seems that he really wants to watch those TV dramas with Noah's Ark less.

The police officer didn't know what was going on in his friend's head. He was still glad that Hagiwara didn't see the scar on his neck, otherwise he would have been caught and interrogated for a long time.

He dressed quickly and carefully covered all the scars on his torso, but only the one on his neck couldn't be covered by the low-necked shirt. Nayue licked his dry lips and began to think about taking off the title like this. It doesn't matter, everything that needs to be covered is covered, as long as he doesn't touch the water or his friends don't come to pick him up, no one should notice that Mr. Police Officer after taking off his title is as smooth as a pampered young master.

As a senior game player, Nayue knew that the difference between titles before and after is probably the same as routines, because some people like to leave commemorative scars on the characters they control, and some people like to be complete and undamaged. This is purely an aesthetic difference. It doesn't matter, no matter how serious the injury is, no matter how many scars he has seen in Mafia's interrogation room, it will not be more terrifying than what he has seen in Mafia's interrogation room, and it can also satisfy some of his weird collection addiction.

That month Chijiang still had a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder that he didn't say publicly, which was specifically manifested in the fact that he either passed the game with his life and did not save, or relied on SL (save and read) to win regardless of life and death.

So when he looked at these scars, he still had a little pride of "As expected of me". If someone else had a 30% reduction in pain perception, he wouldn't be able to get so many injuries in seven years. He is indeed very powerful in a sense, after all These things really do represent strength—the reckless style of play is a mad dog in other games, and it is only right and proper in archive RPGs. His levels are all dead, which sounds a bit weird handsome.

Mr. Police Officer thought about it, took off his title, and replaced it with [Criminal Buster]. The next second, there was a scream from the dressing room separated by a wall, and then there was the sound of 'help' moving in the distance.

The two policemen froze, Nayue directly stepped on the bench in the middle of the locker room, jumped up and grabbed the edge of the window, and turned himself out with one arm, Hagiwara Kenji complained, "It is really possible to escape through the window At the same time as the 'happened', an alarm call was made, and he turned around and ran out from the door to the back.

Behind the dressing room is a small forest. After jumping out of the window that month, she ran in without hesitation following the traces of the shrubs that had been pulled away. Ya's Ark passed on his position to Hagiwara.

He walked fast, and his brain judged the information accordingly: the screams and calls for help sounded like the voices of a young woman. Judging from her location, she should have been planning to run on the crowded beach at first, but according to the two footprints on the ground of different sizes, Look, there should be someone chasing after her.

[Messy footprints: a man with a height of more than 180, a man with a strong body but fluffy feet, and a thin woman]

[Leading to the cliff: Deliberately chasing him in a designated direction for a man]

[Judgment: The gangster has a high probability of being mentally unstable, possesses a murder weapon, and has a bad and brutal personality]

Mr. Inspector caught a sharp glimpse of fresh red spots on the bush leaves, which were obviously left by blood spattering on them. This may be bad news, but it can also prove that the other party is nearby.

He quickened his pace and ran until he reached the edge of the not-so-big woods, just in time to see a tall figure with a short knife in his right hand, his hair dyed khaki was messy, and he was walking leisurely forward. Only then did the girl realize that she had no way out, and she fell down on the edge of the cliff with tears all over her face.

That person's back was very familiar to that month.

He recalled the combination of Okinawa and khaki hair for a while, and immediately remembered a person, a person who should have been caught by him.

"Honma Tsuji, why are you here?" The police officer's sharp eyes fell on the face of the man who turned his head in astonishment, and he walked out of the woods, "I remember that you should serve your sentence in prison now, not appear here to kill people. "

He has to attract Honma's attention first, this guy looks very wrong now, and the little girl over there also looks like her legs are too frightened, if she meets Honma Tsuji, she will definitely be killed immediately.

Nayue frowned suddenly, and before the man opened his mouth, he said firmly: "You took drugs, injected methamphetamine? You really don't want to die."

The density of pinholes on the other party's hanging arm was frightening, but Yue, who had seen many of them, did not respond.

"Look... Isn't this the famous Akae police officer? Why are you interested in coming here to relax," Honma Tsuji would recognize this man even if he was turned into ashes, with that hateful expression that seemed to prevent him from seeing anything, once It was my own nightmare at night, "Can't you hear my brothers howling when you stepped on this land? Do you know that they were tortured so badly in prison—"

"That's the withdrawal they deserve. What about you, out of fear that you'll become a part of it..." Nazuki stalled for time and gave the girl over there a wink to get her up and run away while Honma Tsuji couldn't see , with a skillful expression of hatred, "So you ran away, right? The only guy who didn't take drugs in the past turned out to be like them in the end. Is this your choice?"

He really didn't want to say a word to this stupid criminal, but this kind of talkative feeling was really novel and rare to him.

"Let me see, you're an addict, and your life in hiding has left you with no spare money to buy drugs, so you come here in a daze to kill and rob..." Mr. Police Officer sneered, "It's your fault that you figured it out."

As if everything was hidden under those eyes, this familiar feeling made Honma Tsuji feel a strong fear in his heart, his pupils constricted, his teeth collided unconsciously, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He thought of the pain of being ruined by this man, he remembered that his brothers were all in jail, and he couldn't bear to live, he thought of himself escaping but hiding like a sewer mouse... He remembered that everything was caused by this damn note in front of him.

In an instant, money grabbing, drugs, and imprisonment all disappeared from his mind.

Honma Tsuji rushed up with a knife in his hand, he wanted to kill this man!

From the corner of the moon, she saw the girl covering her mouth and moving lightly towards the woods, so she withdrew all her attention and focused on her face.

No way, no way, no one really thinks that if he puts down with one hand before taking drugs, they can beat him after taking drugs, right?