Today, Lance was the last to reach the rendezvous point.
Last night, it was really crazy.
Lance and Wen Yu had been arguing all night, so Lance's spirits were very poor this morning. If it wasn't for the helmet that blocked him, Lance's slumped appearance would be directly scolded by the instructor when he was assembled. .
At the assembly point, after the instructor gave a few instructions, the reserve soldiers were asked to do the task by themselves.
The task of Lance and his teammates is to patrol the streets in the south and maintain law and order.
Lance doesn't care about this kind of task, but he cares a lot about—
What day is it
Why does he always feel that his teammates are evasive to his eyes, and sometimes they will gather together to talk, but every time he steps forward, this group of people will disperse and try to use other topics to divert attention.
"What the hell are you doing?"
Lance simply grabbed the captain's collar, very frantic.
Avoiding him like this should be related to him.
Could it be that he discovered his mermaid identity
"Then what, Lance, what is your relationship with Wen Yu?"
The captain's eyes fluctuated up and down, but he didn't dare to look directly at Lance.
Pressed by Lance, the captain handed Lance a book and motioned him to open it.
Lance glanced suspiciously at the case of the book—
Nothing special, just a piece of white.
Then he put down his hand holding the captain's collar, opened the book, and after a few glances, Lance gasped.
Oh my god, this turned out to be Wen Yu's porn fanfic.
No, who is the other protagonist
Lance held his breath, and continued to open the book to read, but the more he read, the more he blushed—
Why is the one painting with Wen Yu a little soldier
Also specially drew the uniforms of the reserve soldiers? !
Lance didn't dare to read the rest, he threw the book away angrily.
"Then what, although Wen Yu is pretty good, you have to figure out whether you like him or not."
The captain looked at Lance as if he was looking at his rebellious younger brother's puppy love, with complicated eyes.
"I don't like Wen Yu!"
Lance put his hands on his hips and vowed, "I won't like that arrogant, arrogant, hard-spoken person!"
The captain blinked, he didn't understand why Lance reacted so strongly, subconsciously asked Lance:
"Then who do you like?"
"I like Winsor!"
Lance huffed,
"Winser and Wen Yu are not the same person, why should I like Wen Yu!"
Before Wen Yu admitted that he was his own vest, Lance decided that from now on, he would really treat the two of them as two people, and don't say anything about each other!
After saying this like an oath, Lance snorted coldly, turned around and left.
%… %%&…
The captain looked at Lance's back and looked at each other.
Didn't they both kiss each other
…
Today's task is a little more difficult than the previous ones, but it's still boring.
Lance and his team went to see if there were any shops without a business license. If the shop owner didn't have one, he would give a warning at least, or directly...not very good.
A group of reserve soldiers hugged each other and shivered.
A strong dragon does not overwhelm a snake, and the situation of the reserve soldiers here explains this sentence well.
Come on, this is District 25, there are so many bad guys, everyone has long been used to being in their own way.
What kind of business license, the things sold in the store are not necessarily approved by the alliance, and an expired business license is already considered to be in the face of the alliance.
A group of reserve soldiers couldn't figure out the situation and insisted on checking the business license, offending a group of people at once.
"Tsk tsk, what are you all doing here?"
A Shamat with green hair suddenly appeared in the crowd. He held a net bag in one hand and squeezed into the crowd. Finally, he squeezed to the front. Seeing the group of reserve soldiers in the middle of the crowd, his expression suddenly changed. Once changed, I want to go back.
Lance saw Sha Matt at a glance. How could he care so much at this time, anyway, he just rushed up, hugged Sha Matt's leg, raised his head and shouted:
"elder brother!"
Anyway, he has no pressure to recognize someone as a "brother".
Maybe this "brother" can save everyone in the sea of suffering, Lance must grasp at the straw.
Unexpectedly, just to join in the fun, Sha Matt was suddenly hugged by Lance's thigh, his face turned green.
Both eyes burst out with "Die" light, trying to push Lance back with his sight.
Ke Lance was unmoved, he raised his head, and showed a very cute smile at Shamat.
Then, Lance sat down on Shamat's shoes to prevent Shamat from escaping.
Sha Matt's face was distorted by the weight on his feet. He just wanted to throw a net bag on Lance's face, but when Lance lifted his helmet, he hugged Sha Matt's legs pitifully:
"Brother, I'm back to see you! Don't want me!"
Sha Matt felt the thigh that was hugged by Lance, and the root of his leg hurt.
He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth at Lance:
"I'm not your brother."
"Don't abandon me, brother."
Lance swore that he was using his best acting skills. He looked up at Sha Matt with blue eyes, as innocent as he could be.
"I became a reserve soldier to make money to support my family... Our identity chip also proves our relationship! Brother!!!"
The last two words are resounding.
Although District 25 is poor, it is because of poverty that the people here pay more attention to unity.
In the eyes of people here, no matter what the world is like, family is the most important, because family can not only support you outside, but also give the only warmth in this world.
The crowd fell silent for an instant.
Because Lance's face was so confusing, the crowd around the reserve soldiers began to whisper, and some even began to persuade Kill Matt:
"Didn't you keep talking about your brother? Your brother is back now, so let's just teach him a lesson. Don't deny him."
"Yup."
Lance quickly added a killer weapon, "Brother, I still send money home every year."
"you!"
Kill Matt touched his face, he especially wanted to sue Lance now.
"They're all sending money. I said Wright, why don't you do anything, and you still have money to eat. It turns out that it was my younger brother who sent the money."
Some people in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore.
"Your brother is a bit stupid, but as a brother, you have to be responsible."
After finishing speaking, the man glanced at Lance with pity, and said:
"With such a weak physique, I don't know if I can survive this conscription activity."
Inside and outside the words, they want to kill Matt and cherish "Lance".
Is he considered weak
Sha Matt felt his teeth itch with hatred when he thought of yesterday.
At the beginning, he also thought that Lance was a weak chicken, and although Shamat's own skill is not one of the best in the league, he can still be ranked in the top 20 as a killer in the 25th district, but he just wanted to get it yesterday. He scratched someone's neck with a knife, but Lance snatched the knife.
It's fine to grab the weapon, but Shamate didn't expect that he would be slapped by Lance——
Lance pinned him down, then broke his thigh, and said something to stretch him.
Pull the muscles of the fart.
Sha Matt recalled the scene yesterday, his thigh is still aching, until now, Sha Matt is still walking with a limp.
"Okay, my dear 'brother', let's go!"
Sha Matt couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't do anything anyway, so he pulled Lance's collar angrily to make him stand up.
Seeing that there were people from their own area to claim it, the crowd stopped pestering and gradually dispersed.
After the crowd dispersed, Sha Matt also realized that he was being used by Lance.
He wasn't annoyed, he just gave Lance a look and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, when he moved, Lance followed behind.
"What are you doing?"
Killing Matt was upset, he turned his head and glared at Lance.
Lance tilted his head, and without answering Shamate's question, he turned to the team leader behind him and said:
"I'm chatting with my brother, you go to another street to patrol first."
"But… "
The team leader was a little worried. They had just seen the toughness of the people here.
What if Lance is sold by someone here by accident
"It's okay. If we continue to patrol this street, we don't have enough time, and we may not be able to go back to gather as planned."
Lance advised,
"Everyone doesn't want to be punished."
The captain pondered for a moment, then nodded:
"Call me on the pager if you need anything."
Afterwards, he hurried to another street to patrol with the rest.
"What are you following me for?"
After Shamat watched the rest of the patrol team leave, he asked Lance angrily,
"Didn't I tell you everything I should have told you yesterday?"
Although Lance's behavior of pressing his thigh with one hand was very insignificant, but he had to admit that it was particularly useful in gathering information.
After opening his thighs for a while, Shamate burst into tears, and he answered whatever Lance asked.
As a result, Michael tried every means to hide his identity, and Lance ruthlessly cracked it in the most primitive way.
"I'm curious."
Lance followed Shamat, step by step, like a duckling attached to Shamat,
"You are really contradictory."
According to Sha Matt himself, he extorted a lot of money from Michael, but if he really took a lot of money as Sha Matt said, why didn't Sha Matt take the money and leave here by himself , or improve your living environment a little bit
At least it is possible to find someone with money and change the house.
The house Sha Matt lives in is really terrible.
"I want you to manage!"
Killing Matt is fierce, he turned around, relying on the height of a head taller than Lance, condescendingly contemptuously,
"If you follow me, I will kill you."
Lance: "..."
Weak chicken.
Lance was about to taunt, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of something not far away.
what is that
After thinking for a few seconds, Lance heard some noises in his ear, his face changed suddenly, and he pulled Shamat and threw himself at an abandoned cart next to him—
"boom"
At the moment Lance and Shamat fell behind the cart, a wooden handle on the cart was suddenly blown away.
"Fuck."
Sha Matt was confused at first, but when he heard the gunshot, he knew his situation in a second.
"Someone is sniping me???"
After a gunshot, the whole street became chaotic, and people on the street ran to each other, screaming to stay away from here.
I don't know if it's because people in District 25 seek revenge like this every day. People here are used to this kind of sudden "assassination".
Should I say they are in order
Lance stared dumbfounded.
"Fuck, he really wanted to kill me."
Killing Matt was not stupid. He hid behind the cart, and after thinking about it for a while, he knew that Michael sent the killer to kill him.
As for the reason, it is likely that Michael knew that Kill Matt failed to kill Lance yesterday.
"He finally killed me."
Sha Matt sneered, he untied the net bag in his hand, and took out a small pistol/gun from it.
Lance looked at Kill Matt silently, and asked:
"You didn't plan to buy a pistol at the beginning, and then use this pistol to kill me?"
This is embarrassing.
Sha Matt coughed lightly, he turned around, looked outside, trying to divert his attention:
"Oops, they're here."
Although it's a little unkind, but when Sha Matt bought the gun today, he really planned it that way.
Kill Matt thought, since he couldn't kill Lance with a cold weapon, he should use a gun.
No matter how good Lance's fist skills are, he can't resist bullets.
The only problem now is that in the current situation, in order to protect himself, Sha Matt can only use this gun elsewhere.
That shot failed to kill Shamat.
The killer fired a few more shots, but because there was a cart in front of him as a cover, those shots were not painful to Kill Matt.
If you want to shoot and kill Shamate, you have to get out of the back of the cart with a mental twitch.
But this is basically impossible.
Seeing that several shots could not kill Sha Matt, the killer was a little impatient. He came out of his hiding place and tentatively walked towards the cart.
"Tsk tsk, it looks like a novice."
Seeing the killer walking forward like this, Sha Matt couldn't help but despise him.
Lance secretly poked Matt in the back:
"Then what, there are actually two more."
There are two other people who are outflanking from the side.
Kill Matt: "..."
Ten minutes later, gunshots erupted throughout the street.
Killing Matt turned around and shot, while dragging Lance to flee wildly.
During the escape, Lance still didn't understand:
"Wait a minute, they are targeting you, why should I run?"
"Humph!"
Killing Matt endured the pain in his leg while leading Lance to escape around the alley.
It was a subconscious behavior to take Lance, and he didn't know why he had to drag Lance to escape.
The direction the two fled was the barracks.
District 25 is too chaotic, and assassinations happen from time to time. If you really want to get rid of assassinations, Kill Matt can only run to the barracks.
The closer you are to the barracks, the safer you are.
Now that Sha Matt brought Lance as a reserve soldier, it was more like he brought a pass. According to Sha Matt's idea, he should run into the barracks, and then the barracks people would shoot and kill the killer who was following him.
But dreams are beautiful, reality is cruel.
After running for a while, both of their legs hurt.
It's really worthy of being brothers and sisters.
Killing Matt suffered from leg cramps, and Lance's weak mermaid legs couldn't support Lance's running for such a long time.
The two looked at each other for a long while, but Shamat couldn't take it anymore. He stopped, took two pieces of cloth from the clothesline next to him, put one on himself and the other on Lance, and said:
"There is a black clinic next to it. I'll pretend to be a patient, and you help me in."
"Then... what if the killer chases him in?"
Lance took off his helmet, and he asked curiously while wrapping the cloth and turning himself into a beggar.
"Don't worry, anyone here can offend anyone, but you can't offend the doctor."
Sha Matt raised his head and glanced at the clinic in front of him with complicated eyes.
Is this the morality of the world
Lance thought it was very interesting, but since he could get rid of the pursuit, he was willing to help.
So Lance supported Sha Matt with difficulty and walked towards the door of the clinic.
The entrance of the Hei Clinic is very narrow. If there is not a cloth with a red cross hanging in front of it, no one would have thought that this is a clinic.
Lance helped Shamat and walked a few steps inside, when two big men came in front of him.
Two big men who were almost twice the size of Lance stepped forward. Their chest muscles were bulging, and their eyes were as big as copper bells, as if they could smash Lance's head with a single punch.
Lance looked at the two real "keepers" in front of him, couldn't help shivering, and said weakly:
"My brother's leg hurts."
Killing Matt immediately became a showman:
"Oh, my brother, forget it, let me die at home like this, and save the money, you go eat something delicious... You are still growing."
Lance: "..."
He's an adult, thank you.
Although I don't want to admit it, but he is really an adult and won't continue to grow taller, thank you.
Lance's hesitant to speak, in the eyes of the two big men, became "this poor little man wanted to comfort his brother but didn't know what to say so he wept secretly".
The momentum of the two men eased, and one of the big men who had braided his beard even bent down and touched Lance's head:
"Doctor Li came to see a doctor today. He doesn't need money. Hurry up and bring your brother in, little boy."
Lance put his hand on his head that almost covered his head with a palm, blushed, and finally uttered two words "thank you", and then helped Shamat to walk inside.
Sha Matt held back his laughter, and he deliberately put most of his body weight on Lance.
"I warn you, don't push yourself too far."
Under the cover of the rag, Lance twisted the flesh on Shamat's waist and made a full circle.
Sha Matt bared his teeth in pain, and looked as if he was getting sicker.
"The relationship between the two brothers is really good."
After watching Lance go in, the two men looked at the backs of the "two brothers" supporting each other and sighed,
"I wish I had a younger brother like that."
At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps, and a killer walked in majesticly, holding a gun, and pointed the gun at the head of one of the big men as soon as he entered, and asked aggressively:
"Did you see two people, one tall and one short coming in?"
The two men looked at each other, turned around, and one of them said in a muffled voice:
"This is the clinic."
"I don't care about clinics or not."
The killer dismissed it. He looked at the bulging muscles of the two men in front of him and was not afraid. He took out another gun from his waist and pointed it at the forehead of the other big man.
"Get out of the way, or I'll blow your heads off."
However, in the next second, the muzzles of the black holes in all directions directly pressed against the killer's head in all directions.
There are also ten or eight big men.
The kind that can shake the chest muscles directly.
Killer: "..."
Eighteen big men surrounded the killer and formed a circle, and the circle was getting smaller and smaller, and some people snatched two guns from the killer's hand.
The killer stood in a circle of big men, facing his chest muscles, trembling, weak and helpless:
"That's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."