Ke Xue invades the three-dimensional

Matsuda Jinping knocked on the door to find Qianmu, but actually hesitated for a while.

It's all the fault of Yan Er, who muttered something to Jiang Gu, said something to him, felt embarrassed, quietly blocked the dormitory, and even included him, which made him think a lot for no reason, and ended up thinking about it, so he stood in someone else's dormitory the door.

In fact, Matsuda Jinpei's opinion of Yuan Qianmu has long faded.

To be precise, he didn't like Yuan Qianmu and Jiang Gu Ling at first, and it was more because he had just entered the police academy, and his mentality had not been adjusted well for the time being. At the most annoying time, he ran into two people who were desperately facing the annoying It's understandable for an idiot who is trying his best to have a bad temper-probably.

Now that they are so familiar with each other, Matsuda Jinhei doesn't say anything, but in private, he is quite used to this kind of getting along with each other. Of course, some emotions like finding fault have to go with the wind.

but.

There is a question about whether it is too big or not, and it seems to be too busy if it is said that it is small, which always makes him unable to ignore it.

So he came over at night, knocked on Yuan Qianmu's door on impulse, and for the first time entered the single dormitory of the former object of opinion and now the little friend of Twisting Ba.

"excuse me……"

After saying something dry, Matsuda Jinhei subconsciously moved his eyes around the narrow environment, and saw the whole situation clearly without much effort.

The configuration in the dormitory is the same for everyone, a single bed, a desk with a cabinet placed next to the bed, and a chair.

The first thing Matsuda Jinpei saw was the table—or the desktop.

Qianmu's table is very clean, and there are few things. Almost all the things that can't be put in the drawers are put on the shelf. A large part of the table hangs down from the edges of the table on three sides, covering two corners.

Is it too early to take out the plush cushions and spread them?

Doubt flashed across Matsuda Zhenping's heart, and when he turned his eyes slightly, he saw the sideboard of the bedside, which was also covered firmly by a huge velvet cushion. No texture was revealed.

"........."

"Oh, I'm more afraid of the cold, so I only lay it down when I sit at the table and read a book."

Although I always feel that I am afraid of the cold and it is not so exaggerated, but there is no other reasonable explanation, Matsuda Jinpei... just believe him.

"You sit." Qianmu moved the only chair out from the desk, arranged it for Matsuda, and sat on the bed directly.

Matsuda Jinpei sat down slowly, facing Qianmu who was sitting upright and still.

"..."

"..."

"...What does Matsuda-kun want to ask me?" Qianmu really couldn't stand this way of communicating with two rows of ellipses first.

Matsuda Jinpei was a conditioned reflex: "I can't stand it, remove that honorific for me."

"Okay, Matsuda."

"Tsk... okay, it's really not my style to talk about Rory, so I'll ask directly."

Matsuda Jinpei still folded his hands, looking at Qianmu's calm face with inquiring eyes: "What do you mean when you said you hate the police?"

"That day? Oh, you mean that time." Qian Mu said, "It literally means that I am not what you think I came to the police academy because I was looking forward to the police profession."

"...That's the end? You said that, but you didn't say anything."

"There's nothing to say, just like Matsuda-kun... Matsuda, you hate the police, but it's almost the same as coming here. It's not something worth looking into."

Qian Mugan sat for a while, barely realizing something from his lack of experience in dealing with people, stretched out his left hand to open the side drawer, and grabbed a handful of small things from it.

His fist was spread out in front of Matsuda's array, and there were several ordinary-looking plastic packaged objects lying in his palm: "Do you want to eat?"

Matsuda Jinpei glanced at it, and instantly showed a speechless and toothless expression: "Chocolate? This kind of food that only children love to eat, I haven't eaten it for more than ten years."

"Really, so... no girls give you chocolates on Valentine's Day?"

"Girls don't usually give boys chocolates like this on Valentine's Day!" Matsuda Jinpei finished his anger, and suddenly clicked his tongue, "So you are the type who likes to eat such greasy sweets, I really can't tell."

"It has nothing to do with taste, the main thing is safety, convenience, in case of emergency."

In fact, Qian Mu didn’t eat much. The chocolate was given by Belmode, so that he could replenish some energy when he was weak and unwell.

There is nothing in his dormitory except this little candy, and there is no extra glass for pouring a glass of water. As a result, he rarely wants to entertain an uninvited "guest", and this "guest" is still so ungrateful .

Qian Mu definitely has nothing to do with hospitality, and immediately stopped and threw the chocolate back into the drawer.

"I didn't say I wouldn't eat it, you bastard." Matsuda quickly grabbed two pieces of chocolate, pinched them with his fingertips, but put them in his pocket very naturally.

"I'll eat when I'm hungry in advance of training tomorrow, okay?"

"...Okay, you can eat whatever you want."

It's none of his business.

Qian Mu thought that the previous topic had been diverted and the reception was over, Matsuda Jinpei should leave, but he still didn't know enough about this curly hair.

"...you probably know why I hate the police."

"Ah, I know." I read it in the script.

"The reason why I hate cops and want to be a cop—"

"In order to climb to the top of the Metropolitan Police Department, beat up the police chief who mistakenly arrested your father?"

"What are you doing... Why does that fellow Yan Er keep his mouth wide open?!"

Qian Mu said truthfully: "Even if no one reveals it, it's easy to guess based on your personality."

Matsuda was dumbfounded, and Qianmu was tired of staring at him. In order to break the silence, he said a few more words: "Your ideas are good at the level of dreams, and they are very motivating. , but on a practical level..."

"Let's make a hypothesis—after graduation, we are usually inspectors. If you, Matsuda, pass the test immediately after graduation, and then enter the professional group with exceptionally good results, you can be promoted to the police department in about two years at the earliest... and then wait for another Two or three years of experience, you can be promoted to the police at around 25 or 20 years old, and finally to the police chief. I estimate that it will take 20 years at the fastest time. If it is Matsuda, you... well, anyway. Let’s say, let’s take a [-]-year forecast.”

"Add 25 to 45, and at the age of [-], you have become a young and promising police chief. The previous police chief retired ten years ago—are you going to beat up a retired old man in a middle-aged appearance? ?”

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

"Assuming that your will to revenge is really firm, then the shocking news will probably break out that day, and you will probably resign the next day. Maybe, no, you will definitely kill someone by mistake..."

"——Stop!!! Don't arbitrarily assume that I will commit a crime! This kind of thing... Can't I beat that person halfway! Damn, I lost most of my fighting spirit suddenly, I shouldn't Come to talk nonsense to you."

Matsuda Jinpei hardened his fist, although he couldn't swing it all at once, but he stared at the indifferent red-haired young man for a while, then his eyes suddenly narrowed: "Why do I feel that you seem to be very happy, you don't mean to poke me to hurt you deliberately Feet, you must be secretly smiling now."

"No."

The corners of Qianmu's mouth never twitched, and his eyes were calm and calm. On the contrary, Matsuda Zhenping fell into his eyes, as if it had become a ready-made case that could be used in psychology class: "I thought, you want to target this Contradictory mentality, come to me for psychological analysis?"

Matsuda Jinpei: "Huh?" After a moment of stupefaction, he realized that the red-haired criminal in front of him was very good at psychological analysis.

"Let me remind you, I haven't—no, it would have been impossible to commit a crime!"

"Simple psychological analysis is applicable to anyone. However, people like you will never go down that road one day, so you can rest assured."

Qianmu thought for a while, then looked into Matsuda Jinpei's eyes again.

The black-haired young man on the opposite side refuses to sit upright and insists on turning the chair around, with his legs spread apart and his arms resting on the back of the chair. His eyes are pure black, but his emotions are not concealed at all: a little bit of anger, a little bit of curiosity , and the enthusiasm that he himself may not have noticed.

very bright.Burning inside is a flame that Qian Mu [never] will never have.

The same flame, they had it too.

After all, the few people who got close were all of the same kind, only Qian Mu remained on the sidelines.

"Well, according to my analysis..."

Qian Mu's mood was suddenly bad, and he didn't want to say the line about tidying up his curly hair that he had prepared.

"——Don't be confused to refer to my thoughts, who also hate the police. I have no reference value here. Recognize the justice of the police, and want to replace the trash and become a real policeman. Just be a real policeman. The difference between you and Jiang Gu and the others The reason is that they have said they like it, you have to go around in circles, it is very unnecessary, the above."

Matsuda Jinpei: "...???"

It's about the same as being stripped of his underwear in a second, the curly hair changed his face on the spot, and he jumped up——

"Hmph, do you think I'm going to beat you up?"

"Fortunately, if I really moved my hand, I might not be the one lying on the ground."

"...Tsk."

Matsuda Jinpei withdrew his symbolically waved fist and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, with a careless expression on his face: "Who are you calling confused? Don't be kidding. My goal will not change. I said I would beat you up." That person must go back and do it, as for the rest, it’s all incidental. Oh, and you, red-haired idiot.”

"You can see clearly, but you hide it yourself. It's really annoying. I came to you to tell you this. Do you think you are the only one who can dissect people?"

On the surface of Matsuda's array, there was a demonstrative smile, and his eyes flickered: "Wait, sooner or later, I will hide your details from others, and dig out nothing left."

Apart from feeling absurd, Qian Mu wanted to laugh for the first time: "Hmm, come on?"

"Hiss, I still really want to beat you up."

Tonight's goal has been achieved, and the topic is over. The black-haired young man who had stood up earlier with his pockets in his pocket looked around inexplicably, and dawdled for a while.

Qian Mu was about to chase away people, when he heard curly hair grinding a few times, his voice was a bit erratic: "Going to the convenience store? I'm going out to buy something, you haven't eaten much tonight, have you?"

"..." Qian Mu paused for ten seconds.

Under Curly's staring eyes of "Go or go", it was really troublesome to refuse.

"alright."

"Reluctantly, I can hear it."

"Then I'm going back."

"...Come out for me!"

The two people who entered the dormitory chatting in a tense atmosphere, although the atmosphere was still very strange after leaving the dormitory, it seemed to be subtly, harmonious and smoother.

Qianmu and Matsuda were one behind the other, and just walked a few steps between the corridors.

"Wow, Xiaoqianmu and Xiaozhenping have met by such a coincidence. It's rare to see you two acting together. Where are you going so late?"

Qian Mu: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei: "Yan, Er... You definitely did it on purpose!"

Recalling Fa Xiaotian's hints and hints, Curly was furious, and his fist rubbed hard on Hagiwara Kenji's forehead.

Hagiwara Kenji yelled wronged: "Hey, don't get me wrong! I didn't squat at Xiaoqianmu's door to eavesdrop. He wants to hit someone again on impulse, let's see the situation."

Kenji Hagiwara told the truth, he was just for the convenience of staying in the dormitory, and deliberately hinted that Fa Xiao went straight to the dormitory... After all, it would be difficult to find someone outside, and the time could not be determined.

And he did not hide at the door of Qianmu's dormitory to eavesdrop, he was several meters away, at most - he happened to take a look inside the door when they came out from inside and pushed the door open...

Really amazing details.

Kenji Hagiwara thought for a moment, his heart was a little heavy, but he still pretended to be cheerful as if nothing happened: "Seeing that your relationship has deepened a lot, I am relieved. Oh, don't talk about this, where are you going to go?" ?”

Matsuda Jinpei said viciously, "Convenience store!"

"Okay add me, I'm going to buy a can of coffee."

"Are you going to sleep tonight?"

"Save it for tomorrow morning. Little Qianmu, don't walk so slowly, let's go together, the aisle and stairs are wide enough."

Qian Mu was speechless, and could only be coerced by the pair from left to right. It took him 15 minutes to walk from the dormitory to the convenience store outside the school gate.

He had nothing to buy, and it was a waste of time and energy to make this trip, but... he came here, so he casually took a round box of chewing gum from the small shelf in front of the cashier.

"Wow, strawberry flavor?" Hagiwara Kenji raised his head.

Qian Mu: "...take whatever you want."

"Can Xiao Qianmu blow bubbles? I used to buy chewing gum to blow bubbles for a while, but the blowing effect was not very good. Hey, it's a bit difficult."

"No." Having said that, Qian Mu vaguely recalled that before he gained the ability to integrate the world, when he was still in high school on the other side of the sea, he seemed to like chewing gum and blowing bubbles when he had nothing to do. There is nothing less to do.

At that time, I also did more naive and exaggerated things, such as jumping over the wall to skip school, playing video games in the game hall and not returning at night... Now it seems that it is unimaginable in the past.

He obviously did not completely leave the familiar world, but it was no different from being in a completely strange place.

The drooping right hand tightened slightly.

Qian Mu put the gum back indifferently.

Hagiwara Kenji saw it, his eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't say anything at the moment, he turned his head and called out to another person: "Have you finished buying Xiaozhenping? We'll wait here for you to pay the bill."

Matsuda Jinpei just went to the freezer to pick up rice balls. It was a short distance, but he didn't come over for a long time.

Hagiwara Kenji looked over strangely, but found Faxiao standing by the freezer, his eyes fixed on the large poster pasted on the wall next to it.

It's an advertisement for a boxing match.

"The Monster Club is holding a championship match, with tens of millions of prize money, [-] people participating, and free admission... It's a non-professional boxing match, but where have you heard of this club before, it seems to be a bit famous?"

Hagiwara Kenji said to himself, he just finished worrying about Xiao Qianmu, and now he has to worry about Xiao Zhenping.

There is no other reason, this promotional advertisement is impressively printed with a muscular man, that exaggerated and powerful figure, a huge and shining boxer belt around his waist, and a confident expression. Feel blood boiling.

Matsuda Jinpei's father used to be a professional boxer, but just before participating in the championship match, he missed the match due to a misunderstanding by the police, and has since resigned from the profession.

This is the source of Matsuda Jinping's knot with the police.

When he was a child, he may have seen his father wearing boxing gloves and a majestic and strong figure, but after that accident, that tall figure can no longer be found, and he has not paid attention to things related to boxers for a long time. words.

Matsuda Jinpei looked at the boxer in the advertisement for a while.

In the evening, he happened to talk about the reason why he hated the police, and now he happened to bump into a boxing match advertisement. I don't know if it was because of this, which reminded him of his father.

"It's boring."

Matsuda Jinhei pulled away from his sight, and walked seemingly indifferently: "Kenji, I'm going to pay the bill."

"—Xiao Zhenping, Xiao Qianmu."

The two people who both stopped in front of the cashier looked sideways, each with a duller expression than the other.

Kenji Hagiwara caught up with them in a few steps, and suddenly actively grabbed them both: "Do you want to go to the boxing match together!"

Qian Mu: "?"

Matsuda Jinpei: "?"

"I saw the time written on the poster. It happened to be tonight. The location is not too far... It starts at eight o'clock... Well, it's exactly 10:[-] now. We used to only need [-] minutes, so we should be able to catch up with the most exciting part."

"Ah? Ah?? Kenji, are you crazy? You have to check the bed at eleven o'clock!" Matsuda Jinhei was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, "It's boring to run so far to watch a boxing match."

"Don't be like this." Hagiwara Kenji knew that he had more than one knot in his heart. Although it would not be a psychological shadow, it did include concern for his father himself. He must have missed that shadow that was almost forgotten.

"If you just watch the game, there is no charge. You always get beaten yourself. Wouldn't it be nice to watch others get beaten? Go, go, trust me, I'm sure you'll be back at eleven o'clock!"

"Hey, let me tell you that you really want to get out of here—that's all right, all right, let's go to the head office."

Matsuda Jinpei couldn't screw him at all, and gave in helplessly.

So there was only one diehard left.

"Stubborn": "...???"

Qian Mu didn't say a word, and things turned around and turned into this.

Didn't we agree at the beginning that we would only go to the convenience store once?Why suddenly have another destination and waste more time on it?

Seeing the red-haired young man who put on a evasive posture for a moment, Kenji Hagiwara blinked.

On his side, dealing with Qianmu seems to be much easier than dealing with Matsuda Jinpei.

Only one sentence is needed:

"An excellent way to relax and enhance friendship, you must not miss it, little~Qianmu~~~~"

"...Don't, call me that!" Qian Mu couldn't restrain himself, and suddenly showed a more vivid expression than disgust.

"go?"

"...If you don't go, you will forcibly drag me away, right?"

"Hahaha, that's not the case. We are good friends. We can't do things that good friends don't like... Then, do you hate boxing matches?"

Qian Mu heard the temptation from this sentence.Although well intentioned.

So, regardless of whether he touches the penalty area or not, he will not expose his weakness: "It's okay. Go for it."

——Unanimous vote (forced) to pass.

The three police cadets who were supposed to be working hard, but were inexplicably idle and panicked immediately set off, took a taxi outside the convenience store, and arrived at the club location on the advertisement in 10 minutes.

The location of this club is quite good, just near the commercial square. The club has proudly contracted a three-story building, which is used as a training hall and a rest area. The basement floor is a special floor for competitions. The empty space is the auditorium, of course, is the standing seat.

When the three of them exerted their excellent physical fitness and squeezed from the outermost layer of the crowd to the edge of the ring, the white beams of light cast from the ceiling just stopped with a "boo!" and converged on the ring surrounded by red guardrails.

The cries of the fast-breaking sound echoed back and forth in the fully enclosed space on the basement floor, as if trying to reach the eardrums.

"The second round is over! The former champion Uchida knocked down Iwashita! Although Iwashita couldn't resist Uchida's left side pressure, he persisted until the end. Let us thank the two players for their wonderful performance and congratulate Uchida Successfully advanced, the next game will start in 10 minutes!"

"Oh oh oh oh--!"

The crowd of spectators screamed heart-piercingly. There were both boxing fans and passers-by, but without exception, they were all infected by the simple and straightforward violence in the boxing ring.

"Before you have time to relax, you were killed by the noise. What's the point in watching others get beaten? It's not like I often watch you get beaten."

Matsuda Jinpei was a little irritable when he was squeezed by the crowd, and after finishing complaining about Hagiwara Kenji, he looked to the side again.

With the flickering lights, it was hard to see the face of the red-haired young man, but he seemed to be in good condition, standing straight and steady, and the people around couldn't squeeze him at all.

Qian Mu's eyes seemed to be empty, but also seemed to be very focused.

"I wanted to ask just now, let the guy who usually beats us watch a boxing match, do you want him to learn how to be more violent?"

"Huh? Ah, I forgot that there is such a thing. It's all right. I believe that Xiao Qianmu won't be so cruel to us, eh!"

"...Not before, but not necessarily now."

"Wait, little Qianmu?!"

The conversation between the trio was in a noisy environment, and no one else noticed, and the game will continue.

The winner they saw when they first arrived was Uchida, the muscular man in the advertisement.

Therefore, the publicity generally does not match the reality. Uchida does have a strong and good figure, but he is at least 30 years old. After playing a few games, his face is tired, and he keeps raising his hands to wipe his sweat, which is consistent with the spirit on the poster. Yiyi is quite different.

The police academy trio in the audience commented from a professional point of view:

"Among the amateur players, he is in good shape and has great explosive power, but his physical strength is not enough. He can play two more games at most."

"The right elbow joint seems to be injured, the reaction is a little slow, and there are some problems with the control of punching. However, the players are all amateur boxers, and Uchida should be able to cope with it."

"Here, the next round is about to begin - let me say that he reacted slowly when he raised his hand, but fortunately he dodged quickly and was not hit by the opponent. Is the fight over? Oh, there is another round."

Said it was a three-person group—in fact, the only person who has been analyzing it is Matsuda Jinpei.

Matsuda Jinpei said that the boxing match was boring, but he was the first person to look into it, and what he unknowingly assumed was the perspective of the previous champion Uchida. At that time, his expression was serious, and his darkened face did not return to normal until Uchida won the counterattack.

Qian Mu's ears hurt from being nagged up, down, left, and right, and the scene of blood flying on the stage was still dazzling. He resisted the discomfort, locked his eyes on a guardrail beside the ring, and continued to let go of his thoughts.

Just after he let it go for an unknown amount of time, his ears suddenly exploded.

"What are you doing!!!"

Qianmu's eyes recovered a little, and he looked aside silently, but saw Matsuda Jinhei baring his teeth and claws in anger. If Hagiwara Kenji hadn't hugged him tightly, he would have rushed to the group arena.

"This foreigner is not an amateur player at all. Professionals came to sign up for this kind of competition. Shameless?!"

"Xiao Zhenping! Calm down, calm down! The fight hasn't started yet, so I have some confidence in Uchida!"

Qian Mu looked at the ring again.

It turned out that Uchida had fought three games in a row while he was freeing himself, and now the final is going on. As long as no one can defeat him, he will be able to win the advertised 3000 million yen championship bonus.

But this last game was not easy to play.

Uchida's opponent has already stepped into the ring. This blond foreigner who is at least 1.9 meters tall has big arms and a round waist. His arms are thicker than Uchida's thighs. Smile provocatively.

When Uchida saw his opponent in this round, his expression became ugly, and he questioned the referee, but the referee gave an explanation that there was no problem with the identity of the opponent, and his attitude in handling the questioning was not positive enough at first glance.

This operation is all too common.

Qian Mu guessed it without thinking about it. The foreigner at the finale was a foreign aid hired by the club itself. Uchida completed the promotion as the powerful champion of the previous year, but the club didn't want him to get the bonus, so he hired a professional player. Players crush the finish, and can also create a gimmick of the former champion losing.

Some spectators in the audience also speculated, among which Matsuda Jinhei reacted the most. However, their voices could not affect the continuation of the game. Uchida himself compromised, walked to the middle of the ring with a solemn expression, and faced off with an opponent who was not of the same weight at all. .

The result is no doubt.

Contestant Uchida played several games in a row, exhausted his physical strength, and his skills and physical fitness were far inferior to foreigners. As soon as he played, he received more than a dozen heavy punches on the face and head, and blood and shattered teeth spurted out at the same time. out.

Reluctantly fought back a few times, and the abdomen began to be severely injured one after another.

"Boom, boom, boom! Boom, boom, boom!"

The muffled sound of physical impact is low enough, but it makes people feel chills in their ears.

Within a few minutes, Uchida fell down, and the shiny sandbag shattered and fell, leaving only a glaring pool of blood on the red ground of the ring.

"The champion is - Player Elson!"

The host announced loudly, stirring up the atmosphere unscrupulously.

The vast majority of the audience was screaming, roaring, and cheering as they wished, enjoying the insane visual stimulation.

But suddenly——

"It's too embarrassing to celebrate openly cheating, you golden hair orangutan is too happy!"

A young spectator with black curly hair shook off the hands of the people around him and climbed onto the ring angrily: "Where is the host, I want to sign up on the spot!"

"This audience?! Please don't climb the ring without authorization!"

"Registration has ended long ago, please don't make any trouble..."

The host and the audience were all stunned, and the foreigners were also stunned after listening to the translation, but then nodded to the host, and then pointed to Matsuda, who was so angry that the rushing security guards couldn't pick it up. flat.

The host looked left and right, discussed with the organizer, and confirmed repeatedly with foreigners and Matsuda Jinpei.

Not long after, he picked up the microphone again: "Well, thanks to the enthusiasm of this audience friend, the opinion of the organizer, and the willingness of Elson who was moved by the audience's courage, this championship competition has increased again. An exhibition match, as a benefit for audience friends."

"The rules of the exhibition match are different from those of the official match. Both sides can only throw one punch, and the person who falls to the ground after the first punch will lose. Elson will punch last, and he will not use his full strength, and he will not punch the vital parts. The audience has no restrictions on punching. ..."

"That's it? Seriously!"

"Excuse me……"

After a long time of fuss, the rules still remained unchanged. Matsuda Jinhei was chosen as a lucky spectator to come on stage. If he could knock down the champion with one punch, he would win, and vice versa—certainly not a real fight, although the organizer wanted this Temporary Oolong stirs up the heat, but absolutely dare not let a professional boxer beat an unconvinced "ordinary" audience.

"Oh oh oh oh-!"

"Down with him! Down with this ignorant brat!"

"Come on! Elson!"

Most of the audience is still in high spirits. At this time, they are still excited to cheer for the new champion. Almost no one cares about Matsuda Jinhei who took the initiative to take the stage. After all, the difference in stature is here. It's just a tool man who was knocked down by a professional player and made the atmosphere even more heated.

"..."

Why did it turn into this development again.

Qian Mu looked at Hagiwara Kenji with questioning eyes.

Hagiwara Kenji covered his eyes weakly: "I didn't expect... there is a reason for Xiao Zhenping's over-excitement, and you probably know it, so I can't stop him, alas, I can only let him really suffer Beaten."

Matsuda Jinpei jumped down from the edge of the ring, and was about to walk around the auditorium and put on his gloves to go on stage.

He didn't look like he was about to be beaten at all, he was arrogant and aggressive, with murderous eyes in his eyes, as if he could beat the other party with his momentum - similar to when he clamored to beat Qianmu in the police academy.

Qian Mu had already imagined that if the curly hair were to lie down and go back tonight, tomorrow would be an auspicious day for the three of them to be punished and fined to run around like crazy.

So, when Matsuda Jinpei squeezed past him, Qianmu suddenly reached out and poked him.

The numb Matsuda Jinpei was suddenly stabbed in the ribs: "?!"

"Hit here, don't hit your face, you won't be able to hit it."

Qian Mu stared at the troublesome curly with eyes similar to looking down on a fool: "He has a dark wound left by the last game in his position. With two-thirds of your strength to hit Jiangu, he can fight without harming his life." Make him fall over in pain. He'll probably try to piss you off when he's on stage and trick you into attacking his face and chest area, keep calm, that's it."

"How do you know—forget it, don't ask." Matsuda Jinpei's gloomy face suddenly changed, and the emotion that had been wrong since seeing the "Champion" fall silently relaxed.

"Thanks."

He gave Qianmu and Hagiwara Kenji a haughty back, and raised his fist casually and recklessly: "I'll come back after I beat this displeased guy."

arena.

The blood-stained ground had been cleaned in time, and it became shiny and clean again.

The foreigner Elson relaxed and threw most of his body weight on the guardrail. When he looked up, he saw the black-haired young man with his shirt on and only his gloves on, and he couldn't help smiling with interest.

He first hit his hard bulging chest muscles with his fist, then shook his head, and finally hooked his fingers at Matsuda Jinhei.

The black-haired young man was particularly impulsive off stage, but he was extremely calm on stage, only his irritable sneer remained.

"Two contestants, please take your place! The one who punches first is our lucky audience today, Mr. Matsuda!"

"It can be seen that Elson is encouraging the lucky audience with his eyes. He is smiling, showing his confidence and self-cultivation as a champion. It has started. The lucky audience threw a punch without hesitation, but soon Left—?!!"

Except for the insiders, everyone underestimated Matsuda Jinpei.

This "lucky spectator" who had a 1v1 head-on confrontation with the all-rounder Jiang Gu Ling at the beginning, and then suffered a month of beatings by the astonishingly fast and ruthless Yuan Qianmu... In short, he has also been reborn!

he!

Not an ordinary person!

Matsuda Jinping's eyes were as fierce as a wolf's, and he completed the whole process of accumulating power - bending down - punching in one second.

"champion……"

"—fuck me too!"

boom!

boom!

The world is clean.

……

Ten forty-three p.m.

Two idiots and one unlucky one were yelling wildly on the side of the road.

"It's over! It's already 46! There are still 4 minutes, and it's too late to take a taxi. It's all Xiaozhenping's fault. What's the use of playing handsome and winning? Why don't you be punished if you come back late later?" !"

"You bastard, Kenji, don't shirk responsibility! It's not that you insist on going all the way to watch the boxing match, how could we be late!"

"..."

"Damn it would be great if I had a car. With my superb driving skills, I might still be able to make it in time... Ah, forget about giving up. Being punished once is a rare life experience. Well, that's it, Xiao Qianmu don't be so stern. Life is about being open!"

"The mentality of the culprit who caused trouble and was punished has adjusted too quickly..."

"You said, if you have a car, you can do it in time?"

Two idiots: "?!"

Tonight, Qian Mu regretted taking the step of leaving the dormitory more than once.

But there is no medicine for regret in the world, he can only solve the problem by himself - Belmode is the one who came to check the bedroom at night, if the boss of the majestic evil force secretly went to watch some undead boxing match, and he just returned late and was caught by his subordinates got it right...

No, he can't afford to lose face.

Qianmu's murderous gaze brushed across the sweaty faces of Matsuda Jinhei and Hagiwara Kenji, and landed on a private car that happened to be parked on the side of the street.

"One hundred thousand yen, I need it urgently, can I borrow your car for 15 minutes? The damage is double the accident, so give me the money first."

"Ah? Okay!"

"Okay, get in the car and drive."

Hagiwara Kenji: "..."

Matsuda Jinpei: "...don't let him drive!!!"

But it was too late to stop.

"Okay! Little Qianmu is so strong, I can't lose the chain even if I try my best to turn the tide."

At this time, Qian Mu still knew nothing about his future misfortune.

"Are you sure you can arrive in ten or four minutes?"

"Believe me, 10 minutes on the road is enough, and the remaining 4 minutes to go back to the dormitory is perfect!"

Hagiwara Kenji sat in the driver's seat energetically, fastened the seat belt, and started the engine very skillfully——

10 minute later.

They did arrive at the gate of the police academy smoothly and did not return late.

But the fly in the ointment is...

"........."

"Little, little Qianmu???"

"me……"

"You, you, you, what's the matter?"

"I am going to kill you……!!!"

"Wow?!"

Since then, Qianmu has never been in the car of the driver Hagiwara Kenji again.

that night.

Not just his body and mind...again