you turned on the love game

The one with blond hair is called Wuge, and the one with black hair is called Kimir.

The next day, no one in the room played.

Wuge, who was more irritable, stayed in the room, while Kimir, who was relatively mild, came out to communicate with you.

According to him, he and Wuge were companions who got along day and night when they were in Meteor Street, so they also came to participate in the death match.

"Those who go out from here will either become stronger, or get a chance to leave Meteor Street." Kimir smiled, "It doesn't matter which one it is, it's worth taking a gamble."

Meteor Street A child without parents is not a child.

Orphans under the age of six will be taken in and raised by special orphanages.Once they are over six years old, they are kicked out to survive on their own.

If you are lucky, you can join a small group nearby, or meet a soft-hearted adult who is willing to take in;

If you are unlucky, you can only survive alone, and compete with others for available waste resources every day.

Even if the adults on Meteor Street tacitly refrain from competing with their children, it is difficult for a child living alone to live past the age of 12 safely.

And they are only nine years old now.

Facts have proved that their choice is correct.

There is not only clean drinking water here, but if you are lucky enough to be picked up by the gangsters who select talents from outside, you can also get more resources.

Kimir asked: "What about you, should it be the same reason?"

Bardonk originally listened to him calmly, but when he was asked, he turned his head slightly and said, "No, I'm just here to practice my actual combat ability."

Kimir: "..."

His eyes turned to you, you took a bite of the chocolate, and your face was wrinkled by the sweetness, wondering why Qi Ya likes this taste, and at the same time explained to Kimil: "Ah, neither do I."

You said: "I was arrested because I was too weak."

The expression of the black-haired boy froze again: "..."

Before he could say anything, a door in the back room was suddenly opened, and a short-tempered blond kid poked his head out from inside: "The person caught in can win sixteen games? Who would believe it!"

Wuge rushed over with heavy steps, sat down next to his companion, and complained in a dissatisfied tone: "Kimir, they are all our competitors, there is no need to say so much to the guy who is full of lies."

"They should just be wary of us..."

"Then there's no need to say anything!"

You lean back on the couch and look at them meaningfully.

The kid named Kimir seemed to be persuading his companion to calm down, but in fact every word he said was blazing.It's a pity that just because you can see clearly doesn't mean that irritable idiot named Wu Ge can also see clearly.

He's visibly getting angrier now.

Amid the growing voice of the blond child, Button suddenly glanced at the time on the clock, then picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, and stared coldly at Wuge: "Be quiet."

"..." The blond kid who was shouting loudly just now was stunned, an indescribable coldness enveloped him, and the unfinished words in his throat were subconsciously swallowed back.

Two seconds later, he sat down obediently: "Oh, oh."

Kimir kept staring at Wu Ge, and when he saw the latter calm down, he frowned imperceptibly, and as if he had noticed something, he turned his head to meet your gaze, and you waved at him slightly with a smile.

He stares at you for a few seconds, then looks away casually.

The one who is fighting now is a girl of fifteen victories, and the opponent is someone of her age. Both of them have very fast reactions, and the speed is not comparable to that of ordinary children on Meteor Street.

Wuge, who was quiet for a short time, said again: "Her opponent will win!"

He vowed, "When the strength of both sides is similar, the side with weapons has the greater advantage!"

Kimmel echoed his words: "I think so too."

But you don't think so. After careful observation, you turned your head to Barton's position and said, "Her right hand should have hidden a weapon, right? Her five fingers never opened during the whole process."

The boy gave a "hmm" and stared at the screen with his dark eyes: "If nothing else happens, it should be something like a blade."

As soon as the words fell, the girl's opponent pulled out the knife abruptly, and she forcibly twisted her body in mid-air, barely dodging in a dangerous and dangerous posture, and a sharp wound was cut on her shoulder.

But instead of backing away, she took the opportunity to stick closer.

In the next second, her right hand hanging by her side was lifted suddenly, swiftly and mercilessly brushed across the opponent's neck, and blood gushed out like a column in an instant.

"Sure enough, it's a blade."

You saw the silver light flashing between her fingers, and after killing the opponent, you turned around and disappeared, and you don't know where she hid it.

After the rabbit mask confirmed that the girl's opponent was completely dead, the trembling voice shouted her victory. The girl glanced down at the corpse on the ground, then turned her back and left the battlefield without stopping.

Barton quickly switched to another channel where the battle was taking place.

The blond kid who guessed wrong had a stinky expression on his face, so you ignored him and continued talking to your roommate: "She wins [-] now, right? Is it possible to come to our place? Isn't there still two vacant rooms?"

"Well, it's possible." The dark pupils looked at you, "Her weapon is very suitable for assassination, so be careful when you sleep."

You asked him curiously: "Do you think she will do something in the room?"

Button said innocently: "I just said that her weapon is very suitable."

This is a relatively sensitive topic, and Kimir lowered his head in thought when he heard this, and even Wuge stopped making noise, but rubbed his hair irritably because of Buttonk's words.