Bahram asked rhetorically, his hand never leaving the gun on his waist.
"ha!"
The older boy said and threw up his hands.
"You are really awesome, you know that?"
The boy lifted up his shirt and pointed at the long scars on his stomach, then turned around and showed several scars to the other party.
"Can you fight? Can you kill? Have you ever killed anyone? If you couldn't, the angels wouldn't want you! I heard, they want strong warriors, and I'm a gang member
The one who works hardest and can fight the most."
He put down his clothes and looked at Bahram with mocking eyes.
"I can see your hands, you haven't even touched a knife."
Bahram blushed for a moment.
"Nonsense! I killed someone when I was ten years old! A group of looters attacked our mine - there is a lot of salt there, and it can be sold for a lot of money."
He realized he was starting to stray off topic, so he kept his mouth shut.
Why was he suddenly so eager to impress these two people?
"Those cloaked marauders were hard to hit, but once I hit him, he was dead! He was hit in the chest, and red blood spilled all over the floor."
He did not mention the shame he felt for shooting indiscriminately, even though he did kill the predator.
"Yeah?"
The older boy tilted his head and said, while crouching, he walked past the stone and leaned next to Bahram.
At such a close distance, Bahram was choked by his foul breath.
Although he lived in the lower levels of the hive city, his grandfather had strict requirements on personal hygiene, and so did Bahram.
"Then you are a really good guy, but to be fair, how do you plan to get to Graycliff Town? How do you plan to climb over those cliffs?"
"what about you?"
Bahram asked, forgetting to hide his impatience.
He had left the area where he lived, and this foothills was too unfamiliar to him.
Even though he could hear the trap in the boy's words and knew that the other party was definitely planning to laugh at him, he still couldn't help but ask.
"I think he must be planning to walk over."
The first boy smiled at the second.
"Yeah, let's go over there."
The second boy laughed rudely and ugly, and shook his head at the pool of brown water.
"You can't walk across it, Nest Boy. The wind on the cliff can tear your flesh from your bones. You need a baby to get up there."
He patted something on his back.
"A pair of mountaineering auxiliary equipment. If you want to get from here to Graycliff Town, you will need this!"
"That's right, everyone in Graycliff Town uses this thing."
The other boy smiled as he screwed the cap off his water bottle and put it back in his backpack.
"You know nothing and haven't even prepared any mountain climbing equipment, so you are not considered a good candidate. I really don't know why you are still participating in the screening. You are risking your life."
"I've come so far."
Bahram spread his hands and said:
"I can definitely make it."
"Maybe we should kill him now."
The boy who was drinking water suddenly said with a sinister look:
“You still have to compete when you can.”
The postures of the two boys changed, and they looked at Bahram with their eyes, which was a very threatening look.
Bahram's heart almost stopped.
This was what he was afraid of, so he gripped the pistol tighter.
They looked at each other and assessed each other's strength, but no one acted rashly.
Suddenly the first boy burst out laughing, and his stocky companion laughed too.
"It really scared you. He really thought we were going to kill him, didn't he?"
Bahram looked at them both smiling, not daring to relax at all.
He was well versed in the rules of the hive, and he knew that if he hadn't appeared so tough just now, they would definitely kill him.
More importantly, they should have guessed that there was a weapon hidden behind them.
He was very sure that maybe they still wanted to kill him now, but they just didn't want to pay too high a price.
"My name is Hao Mo."
The older boy with a mouth full of black teeth and a foul smell patted his chest and said:
"This fat bald guy is Vayu."
Vayou glanced at him lewdly, and then nodded, probably to show friendship.
"You talk very little."
"so?"
"At least tell us your name."
Hao Mo said helplessly.
"Bahram, Bahram Tat."
As soon as these words were spoken, the two boys began to laugh wildly again.
"What's so funny?"
Feeling insulted, Bahram yelled.
"Bahram? Only children use this name! With this name, no one in the gang will think highly of you."
"My name comes from family and honor, and has nothing to do with those gutter things."
"You are really an interesting guy, huh?"
Hao Mo laughed.
"So you think that fellow hive boy, you are of nobler origin than us?"
"No."
Bahram shook his head.
"This is also related to nobleness and lowliness. I am just stating a fact."
Hao Mo's smile became stiff.
At this time, Vayu touched his friend next to him.
"What do you think, should we let him go with us for a while?"
"Why? He doesn't even have climbing equipment."
"Three pairs of eyes are stronger than two, that's why."
Hao Mo shrugged and didn't want to say anything else at all.
"You can walk with us to the climbing point below Graycliff."
Vayou said seriously:
"After that, you have to go on your own, how about that? We can take care of each other, and other people may not be as friendly as us. You know, many people want to be angels."
Bahram fell silent, considering the proposal in his mind.
In a 2-on-1 situation, Bahram cannot guarantee that he will win.
If he accepted, they might kill him in his sleep.
If he refuses, they can follow him.
But they are obviously more familiar with the terrain here. If they really want to cooperate, they can bring him to Graycliff Town faster, regardless of whether he has climbing equipment or not.
This is indeed very attractive.
Of course, he has another option.
Now take out your gun and kill Hao Mo, but Vayu doesn't look like a brave guy. He may choose to run away. Then he will not only be safe, but also get a set of mountaineering equipment.
But he couldn't do such a thing.
In the end, the main reason he agreed was because he had been walking alone for too long.
"Okay, it's settled. If we work together, the chance of success may be greater."
They held each other's hands and Vayu smiled.
"No matter what, to be honest, a guy as skinny as you has a very low chance of success."
Haoma frowned and threw a stone at his friend's head.
"Shut up, he's one of ours now, just like in a gang, we're brothers now."
He turned his head to look at Bahram and held the other person's hand tighter.