Mushiji [Pleasure]

2333: "What's wrong with Song Zhicheng?"

Wen Qianshu: "Is there any problem with Song Zhicheng?"

2333: "…"

2333 was not reconciled, and 2333 asked repeatedly. In ancient times, there was an iron pestle that was ground into a needle, but 2333 did not believe in the man who could not grind it.

It continued to ask for two days, until it was almost close to the opening of the simulation field, Li Shan gave them a day off.

However, it is said that it is a day off, and people still have to stay at the base. Most of the students still choose to train and try to make the grades look better. What if they can get one more zombie?

Wen Qianshu finally got some free time, wandered around the playground, sat down in a hidden corner, took out his phone from his pocket, and replied, "If you want to persuade me not to touch that medicine, how would you persuade me?"

2333 broke the jar and threw: "persuaded like him."

Wen Qianshu laughed and said, "You will tell me what side effects this drug has. No matter how bad it is, saying that these injections are crooked and not a long-term solution, instead of telling me how good the benefits of the 'internal team' are. , tell the five teams may not be as good as I imagined."

Wen Qianshu's image at this base has always been impulsive and pushy—

"Does his persuasion tell me not to understand it, or does it motivate me to understand it?"

Wen Qianshu made sure that the phone's battery was full: "Guess what, will this medicine be 'Shenguang'?"

2333 was shocked: "Do you want to inform Shangci?"

"Not urgent."

Wen Qianshu: "And look at these people, they are always observing me, and they want to come to this training camp, are they almost infiltrated?"

2333: "Are you sure? How do I feel like they are—"

They do like you.

But 2333 didn't dare to ask, and just used a euphemism: "Don't you think your idea is too vigilant?"

Just like Shang Ci cares about her, she can think of conspiracy theories. These ideas are even too serious, not like Wen Qianshu's style.

Wen Qianshu: "Be vigilant and nothing will happen, right?"

She was fiddling with her phone, but now she raised her eyes and smiled. The sun hit her cheeks, reflecting the crystal beads of sweat. The owner moved slightly, and the brilliant golden light was mixed with the sweat beads and dripped into the restraint together.

The restraint is cold and exquisite, with the small bright red word "book" hooked to the ear, like a lock, locked with a smile, and like a net of ice, holding a handful of fire.

2333 began to feel that something was wrong. Wen Qianshu had also completed tasks before, but they were very casual and did not follow the rules at all. Obviously, she didn't care much about the so-called repairing the world line, and more often she was greedy for freshness and her own happiness. In Yan Chengshuang's world, the heroine was left behind, and she was turned upside down.

She's so honest now, though she hasn't gone anywhere—

2333 was finally suspicious: "Are you pondering some bad ideas again?"

Wen Qianshu said in surprise: "Ah, when am I not thinking about bad ideas?"

She pressed a few buttons on the phone, put it away, and said with a smile, "I can't observe it properly, 2333."

2333: "You said you were a good person, why did you open your mouth?"

Wen Qianshu smiled and said, "If you don't talk like this, how could you be mad at you?"

2333: "…"

2333: "Smell! Thousand! Books!"

Wen Qianshu should be with it, how careless and careless: "Hey, 2333."

She stood up and smiled: "let's go, we have to go and see this medicine."

2333 Only then did she realize that although the place where Wen Qianshu was sitting was hidden, it was not shady. The sun was hitting her straight down, making her face red, and it was definitely not a good place to rest.

It can be seen that she is sitting here waiting for something, and she is waiting for it.

2333 followed her line of sight, and saw two students leaning close together, bowing their heads and talking to each other. One of them looked nervous, while the other patted his shoulder vigorously, as if promising something.

Soon, the two of them walked down the trail together.

Wen Qianshu also stepped forward and followed. The trail is twisted and the grass is lush. After many days of training, Wen Qianshu became more and more agile, biting the two of them silently, falling behind him like a shadow.

They went to the dormitory at the back.

Wen Qianshu followed outside and saw them go upstairs.

The doorman of the dormitory was sitting there, with gray hair and a kind face, drinking water from a teapot and reading newspapers. Wen Qianshu glanced at him, went around the gate, and started to climb up from the balcony with bare hands.

2333: "…"

You are a real tiger, really.

Wen Qianshu: "Help me watch the surveillance — forget it, don't watch it, they know I'm here anyway."

2333 was stunned: "They all know, why do you still climb the balcony?"

"I can't help it, I still have to do it." Wen Qianshu, "Who asked me to enter the training camp, set up a character that has no brains, and is crazy like he wants to go to heaven?"

2333 suddenly realized: "I knew you were pretending, and I also said why you are so pushy and attracting a lot of people's attention."

After all, in Yan Chengshuang's life, she had been the senior sister of Canglan Academy for a long time, always "exemplifying the righteous path", walking, sitting, and lying down, and she was miserable in the limelight.

Wen Qianshu: "Ah, you found out. But I'm busy now, I'll send you a little red flower later."

2333: "Fuck off!"

Wen Qianshu stepped on the railing, listened intently for a while, and then continued to climb up from the water pipe: "If you set up your own character, you have to smile and persevere."

Climbing to the third floor, she stopped, jumped to the side balcony, quickly turned over, and entered the dormitory. Unexpectedly, there was another student in the dormitory, who was wiping his hair with his wet upper body, and took clothes to dry. He was startled when he saw Wen Qianshu, rubbed his eyes, and took two steps back in fright.

The next second, Wen Qianshu grabbed the cloth he was wiping his hair and stuffed it into his mouth, blocking the noise he was about to make.

Wen Qianshu raised his index finger: "Shh."

The other party was very frightened, and the exposed face was soaked in water, very handsome and familiar—

"Ah? Song Zhicheng?" Wen Qianshu was surprised, "Why are you here?"

Song Zhicheng: "???"

Should I ask this?

He pulled the cloth out of his mouth and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Wen Qianshu: "It doesn't matter, I'll just stroll around."

As she spoke, she pressed her ear against the wall, trying to hear the voice next door - and heard nothing.

The wall seems to have been thickened, and it is impossible to hear between the adjacent rooms, and it is not even as clear as the balcony.

Wen Qianshu: "The sound insulation is really good."

She raised her eyes and looked at Song Zhicheng, her eyes wandering around his sturdy upper body and the wide overalls and **** he was wearing, and finally moved to the slippers - the plastic sandals did not get wet, and there was no creaking sound when walking. , No wonder he was walking in the dormitory, but Wen Qianshu didn't hear it on the balcony.

After taking a shower, did the slippers not get wet?

Wen Qianshu looked back at his naked upper body.

Song Zhicheng was shocked by her, but he didn't avoid it: "What's wrong?"

2333 said anxiously: "What are you doing!"

Wen Qianshu didn't answer Song Zhicheng, but answered 2333: "Don't worry, I have your sister Lou."

2333: "What is my sister Lou?"

Wen Qianshu: "What do you think?"

"It's not your sister Lou, or you look like you're watching me for her?"

The same goes for Yunyun. The system clearly does not interfere with the restorer's emotional state. Wen Qianshu clearly remembers that when she doubted Yunyun, 2333 felt injustice for Yunyun, and even asked her if she liked clouds.

2333 was startled and said, "What, I don't recognize her. What are you thinking about all day?"

Wen Qianshu smiled but not smiled: "What am I thinking about all day, you don't know?"

2333 shuddered, but Wen Qianshu's words seemed like a simple complaint or a joke. She took it lightly and took it with a single stroke. Without waiting for 2333 to respond, she had already said to Song Zhicheng, "Brother, you are strong, can you help me?"

Song Zhicheng: "You, what are you doing?"

A few seconds later, Wen Qianshu stepped on Song Zhicheng's shoulder, squatted halfway, and looked in through the window on the door. Originally, Wen Qianshu wanted Song Zhicheng to kick the door directly, but the other party didn't agree with it, so he just retreated and asked Wen Qianshu to step on his shoulder to find out what was going on inside.

Song Zhicheng didn't understand: "You're stepping on my shoulders, what are you doing in the boys' dormitory?"

Wen Qianshu: "Ah? Could it be that you stepped on my shoulder and watched?"

Song Zhicheng: "?"

Is this what I'm confused about?

Wen Qianshu narrowed his eyes.

The dormitory next door has the same layout as Song Zhicheng's dormitory. From Wen Qianshu's point of view, a single bed and a small desk can be seen. At this moment, the two students were sitting at the table, talking face to face, as if they were arguing in a low voice, and their hands were still gesturing.

A stranger was sitting on the bed, with his back to the door, his long smooth hair tied up, revealing exquisite and slender lines.

is a woman.

The two students didn't know what to say, so they went to ask the woman again. She turned her face to the side without wearing a restraint, revealing a face that was too familiar—Jiang Yao.

Wen Qianshu shook his head: "Old-fashioned."

She stared at the clock in the room, smiled, took a deep breath, and pressed her feet hard. Song Zhicheng groaned in pain and slammed into the door.

Door: "Who?"

Wen Qianshu jumped down lightly, turned around on the ground, and looked like he wanted to run, but collided with Song Zhicheng, and when the door opened, a gun was aimed at them.

One of the students said dumbly, "Come in."

Song Zhicheng wanted to cry without tears, swallowed his saliva, and entered the room together with Wen Qianshu. Another student took it to the door.

Wen Qianshu: "Why are you?"

Jiang Yao didn't answer, she just glanced at Wen Qianshu and looked at the student with the gun: "What's going on?"

The student spat, frowned and asked, "You recruited?"

Another student hurriedly shook his head: "No, absolutely impossible!"

The student with the gun furrowed his brows and instructed the other: "Search the body."

Wen Qianshu sneered, removed the sharp knife attached to his waist, and threw it on the ground with a bang.

The student stepped on her knife, kicked it away, leaned over and searched her, searched several places where weapons might be hidden, and looked at Song Zhicheng: "…"

Song Zhicheng explained with a wry smile, "I just took a shower."

He was still naked and wearing sandals and slippers, so the student searched it perfunctorily and shook his head: "Nothing."

Wen Qianshu stared at Jiang Yao, who also looked back at her. The student with the gun asked, "What should I do next?"

Jiang Yao crossed her fingers and put them on her lap, as if in deep thought.

Wen Qianshu glanced at her mid-tube leather boots and asked, "What's the matter with the medicine? You mixed it in too?"

Jiang Yao did not deny it, but the student with the gun stared at them for a while, smiled maliciously, raised his leg, and kicked Wen Qianshu's knee, as if he wanted to kick her to her knees. However, Shu seemed to have expected it, and suddenly turned sideways to dodge, causing him to be kicked in the air. The other party was not in a hurry, and immediately pointed the gun at Song Zhicheng: "If you move again, your classmate's life will be lost."

2333: "…"

Wen Qianshu's face sank, and he looked at Song Zhicheng. The tall man's face was also calm, and he said sternly, "If you have the ability, shoot."

"Wait!" Wen Qianshu raised his hand and made a gesture of surrender, his face was rather ugly: "What exactly are you trying to do?"

2333 suddenly felt that this scene was a bit ridiculous, and even wanted to take out a bag of melon seeds to eat.

This time, the student got his wish and successfully kicked Wen Qianshu's knees and kicked her to her knees. There was a "bang", it was the sound of knees hitting the ground, and it sounded like numbness on the scalp.

Wen Qianshu's face turned pale in pain, but he smiled, his eyes became more and more fierce, staring at Jiang Yao like a little wolf. Jiang Yao: "You also have a little pity on Xiangxiyu."

The student with the gun snorted coldly: "Team Jiang doesn't know, this little girl is always crazy. With the support of the five teams, no one will give face, and the chin will point to the sky. Just ignore this little white face and always go to him. ."

No man was willing to be called "little white face", Song Zhicheng glared at him on the spot.

Jiang Yao: "I know."

She was half-bent down, her elbows on her knees, her thumbs against her lower lip, and she looked at Wen Qianshu, her eyes were dark and uncomfortable.

Wen Qianshu also looked up at her halfway, with the same dark pupils, like a night without stars and moon. Jiang Yao smiled and seemed to find it funny: "Don't worry, I won't hurt your little boyfriend."

2333: "…"

Wen Qianshu: "…"

Wen Qianshu quickly reddened his ears and was so angry.

But she reacted fast enough, clenching her neck and denying it like she wanted to hide it: "He's not!"

2333: "?"

2333 suddenly felt that the melon seeds in his hand were not fragrant: "What?"

The student sneered and punched Song Zhicheng in the face, knocking him over. Wen Qianshu gritted his teeth: "You guys!"

Her words stopped abruptly, and only 2333 heard the second half of the sentence, which was "beautiful work".

2333: "…"

However, from the perspective of others, Wen Qianshu just narrowed his eyes and stared at Jiang Yao, as if he was about to breathe fire.

Jiang Yao was pleased and said gently: "We can let him go and let you go. But I need you to keep it a secret."

Song Zhicheng said, "No, don't listen to them! Don't listen to them—"

Before he could finish speaking, someone covered his mouth and struggled with a "woo woo". Wen Qianshu: "What kind of secrecy law?"

Jiang Yao: "I want you to stay and inject something. Don't worry, there are no side effects, it just makes you more powerful. But this thing is illegal, so I hope you don't tell us about our little deal, as for him —”

Jiang Yao looked at Song Zhicheng for a moment: "I'll think about it later."

Wen Qianshu: "How do I know you're not lying to me?"

Jiang Yao: "I just lied to you, what can you do?"

"It's better to be obedient." Jiang Yao glanced at Song Zhicheng, "I can still let him go out intact."

Wen Qianshu frowned and stared at Jiang Yao coldly. She seemed to have calmed down and accepted her fate: "Okay."

Jiang Yao smiled: "Smart."

However, Wen Qianshu said again: "You let me have a few words with him."

Jiang Yao raised her eyebrows and waved her hand.

The gun-wielding student sneered, seeing Song Zhicheng struggling to say something, and saying something like "No way", "No way", he grabbed a pair of socks from the cabinet and shoved it into his mouth, then shoved him again. Pulled to the bedside, tied his hands firmly.

2333: "…"

How cruel, he almost sympathized with Song Zhicheng.

Song Zhicheng made two "woohoos" and shook his head frantically.

Wen Qianshu stood up and approached Song Zhicheng.

She leaned closer to him, almost touched his cheek, and whispered, "Seriously, you don't act like Goldberg, that's the first point."

As if struck by lightning, Song Zhicheng froze abruptly, staring at her, looking at what he thought was a talented and arrogant little girl. At this moment, the other party actually smiled. The smile was too cold and even cruel, like a hole in the mask, revealing the real emotions behind it.

But her eyes didn't stop at Song Zhicheng, she went over his ears, looked up, looked at the clock on the wall, and leaned down. It was a gesture of hugging him, but for no reason, Song Zhicheng began to chill. , and even trembling: "Second, I have a wrong attitude towards you, but you mistake it for liking, which is a bit too much."

"Third." Wen Qianshu looked back, looked at his wide-eyed eyes, at the gag when he noticed that he wanted to speak out, and his increasingly ugly expression, and smiled, "Next time Don't do such stupid things again."

Before he finished speaking, Song Zhicheng's face was pale. In fact, everyone's faces became strange, because Wen Qianshu's hand went in along his trousers.

This should have been a very inappropriate and rogue move, but a dull gunshot made the whole atmosphere go wrong.

Song Zhicheng wailed, but was blocked by something in his mouth, his pants were quickly soaked in blood, and his neck was sore with blue veins that he gasped.

It was Wen Qianshu who found a pocket **** strapped to his thigh from his trousers and shot him in the knee.

The student holding the gun was startled and shot abruptly, but Wen Qianshu suddenly turned sideways and pulled Song Zhicheng up to block it. The shot missed and hit Song Zhicheng's shoulder, causing him to muffled and wailing in pain.

Taking advantage of Song Zhicheng's block, Wen Qianshu was agile and shot the student in the knee, causing him to fall to the ground. Seeing that he was in pain and anger, his face was blue and he was about to get up. Wen Qianshu quickly untied Song Zhicheng's knot—it was indeed a slip knot. When he pushed Song Zhicheng, he rushed towards the student, and the two of them rolled down together. .

Another student saw that something was wrong, so he turned around and wanted to run, but was shot twice by Wen Qianshu in one knee, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The door lock of the dormitory was a rotary lock. He gritted his teeth and tried to get enough. He was startled by the sound of gunfire behind him, so he quickly released his hand and looked back tremblingly.

He was so frightened that he fell to the ground, and heard Wen Qianshu chuckle softly, and said, "Be good."

The student with the gun pushed Song Zhicheng away, but there was a sharp pain in his wrist. Wen Qianshu stepped on his wrist firmly with the soles of his shoes, smashed and kicked, kicked the gun away, and picked it up by himself.

Then she fired another shot, patching his other knee.

The student screamed in agony, but Wen Qianshu tugged at him, and used the unconscious Song Zhicheng to firmly press down his upper body. He smiled and said, "Xiao Bailian's weight is not light, isn't it?"

The room was full of wailing, mixed with the smell of blood.

Wen Qianshu looked at her with a smile on her face and looked at ease, but 2333 knew that her back was soaked with sweat and her body was tense - it was not easy to get rid of the three students in one go, not to mention that there were people who were staring at her.

But on the surface, Wen Qianshu just looked at the newly acquired gun, and slowly turned to "Jiang Yao" amid the screams and wailing, and in the sound of painful gasps. The other party didn't move, just opened his eyes, as if he was watching a play.

Are your legs bad-

"Beautiful, male, tricky." Wen Qianshu said every word, as if being amused, "What makes you think I like Gao Bai? Because I am trying to kill that little zombie?"

The woman opposite was silent and stared at her. But only for a moment, she also smiled: "Because at that moment you were angry - the moment you looked at the little zombie - you were laughing, but you were also angry, I could see what you were thinking - "

Her eyes are not shiny, but they are more dark and gloomy, like the Dead Sea is like an abyss, as if to **** all the light under the sky into it. Her gaze was so deep and cold, as if she wanted to penetrate Wen Qianshu's eyes and look at something deeper and farther away: "You're thinking—the things you love are hurt, so they have to pay the price."

She smiled and said, "For lunatics like you and me, it's useless to threaten me. We can only threaten those who are close to us."

Because Wen Qianshu was memorized by Gao Bai from the ruins, because when Wen Qianshu was angry, Gao Bai turned into a zombie, so they would think she likes Gao Bai?

Wen Qianshu was a little fortunate, fortunate that she was a crook, fortunate that she liked going upstairs and not because of some reason in this world.

If the house wine-

Wen Qianshu didn't dare to think about it.

"Ha, a wonderful fantasy." Wen Qianshu licked his lips and grinned, "But I just want to kill a zombie, why do I need a reason?"

"My text messages are sent at regular intervals. It will take some time for Team Shang to come over." Wen Qianshu kicked, accurately stopping the struggling student, stepped on his palm, and half bent over to look at the watch on his wrist. He raised his gun and pointed it at the woman, "We still have time to chat. Do you think so?"

She raised her eyes and said politely, "Jiang Yin."

The author has something to say:

The next chapter begins to foreshadow.

Congrats Ginger. Choose madman. The tone is on the line, but she is not so easy to catch.

No one has guessed why exposure is normal. There are other reasons for Wen Qianshu to be so suspicious of Song Zhicheng. I will write about it later.

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Thank you Chi Xia for the 2 rocket launchers~