The wolf passed through the extremely long and narrow jungle, and when he got here, he had actually passed the area where Abigail poured blood, because there was no formed runway here, and it was almost all wild bushes and thorny bushes that he couldn't name.
Grass.
But the original exit of the 20th circle is also nearby.
Wolf's clothes are very thin. It's not that he can't afford them. Jinling Lin's family secretly controls the business lifeline of the entire city. Strictly speaking, he is the local emperor. Even if Lin Qingyan doesn't usually look like a playboy, his spending is not that of an ordinary student.
Comparable.
He wore thin and simple clothes just to prepare for the battle.
I remember one snowy day, Lin Qingyan ushered in the seventy-fourth assassination in his life - this was the inevitable fate of the only son of the Lin family. Those assassins who didn't even know their names or where they were sent from...
He threw himself desperately in front of Lin Qingyan who was on his way to school.
Wolf swung his knife, but his elbow was stuck by the expensive coat that Lin Qingyan bought for him. The dead soldier "Wolf" who had never missed a mistake missed a mouse for the first time. In the end, Lin Qingyan was almost injured.
Being a wolf has been a worry for several years. Although no one blamed him, he thought it was his dereliction of duty.
Since then, he no longer wears thick clothes, and the mixed breed is not so afraid of the cold.
The wolf suddenly stopped and looked at the large open space near the exit. Lin Qingyan stood there, just like when they were in junior high school a few years ago, he was waiting for the wolf's instructions and consent: Lin Qingyan had to wait for the wolf and other dead men to clean up after school.
eliminate any potential hazards.
"Here we come." Lin Qingyan said.
The wolf said nothing, walked across the grass, quietly walked to the open space, and stood in front of Lin Qingyan.
"You haven't felt so good about 'killing' for a long time, right?" Lin Qingyan smiled. There was a saying in the junior high school they attended that there were many second-rate boys, but there was only one bad boy, Lin Qingyan. It was simple - because he was handsome, "Remember
In those years, assassinations reached a climax, and you would encounter several lunatics who were desperate for their lives every day, so your sword would never be idle for a day."
"Wolf, it's hard to imagine that you are only one year younger than me." Lin Qingyan sighed, "You have killed many more people than I have fought."
"I haven't thought about it," the wolf whispered, "but you got into a lot of fights."
Lin Qingyan laughed, "But every time you come to clean up the mess, those people stop fighting me when they see you coming, so I can be considered undefeated!"
"We were defeated yesterday." The wolf suddenly looked at the surveillance camera here, "I failed to protect you."
"It's not your problem, it's just a monster." Lin Qingyan waved his hand, "I guess no one can do it."
Wolf also recalled the feeling of suffocation at that time. When he was pressed against the tree by the assistant coach named Xia Xian, all the blood in his body was stagnant. The arm that he had held the knife for ten years was completely numb and motionless.
The only memory I have after that is those eyes.
"Let's have a fight, wolf." Lin Qingyan's voice brought him back to reality.
When people live in the world, some live for face, and some live for lizi. And only lizi can win real face.
Lin Qingyan always believed this. Whenever the wolf blocked all the killers in front of him, Lin Qingyan was actually envious. Although he was the only son of the Lin family, he had mediocre talents and average grades in the past ten years, so he became a bad boy.
, his physical fitness is average, so his family does not allow him to practice body-building skills...
In the first fifteen years, he was the face of the Lin family and the shame of the Lin family. Although he had changed all this in just one year, the wolf in front of him who had died countless times for him still burned him like a branding iron.
Lin Qingyan owed him too much. He knew that if he didn't say anything today, the wolf would give up in front of the camera and let himself walk out of the door covered with electrified wires.
But he was reluctant to do so.
"Let's have a fight?" Lin Qingyan said again.
The wolf was silent for a while and nodded.
"I thought you would refuse." Lin Qingyan was a little surprised, "I used to beg you to teach me how to use a knife, but you always refused. When I asked you to teach me how to box, you were also afraid of hurting me."
"That was before," said the wolf. "In the past, they thought your bloodline was very low, and you couldn't even reach the level of awakening..."
"You think I'm a waste, right?" Lin Qingyan interrupted, "So, if you don't teach me something, you're afraid I won't learn it, and if you don't fight me, you're afraid of hurting my self-esteem..."
"No." Wolf also interrupted him, like two primary school students trying to fight over each other, "In the past, you didn't need to take action when I was here. In fact, it will be the same in the future. Although your blood level is high, your spirit is not suitable for fighting.
....”
"Can you stay with me forever?" Lin Qingyan yawned, took out a box of chocolate bars from his bag, and put one in his mouth like a cigarette. "Actually, I'm very good at fighting. King of Fighters, don't you just do it once?"
Have you never defeated me? I have experienced hundreds of battles in my mind, and all types of opponents have been knocked to the ground by me, unable to move..."
"Let's have a fight." Wolf suddenly said, "Qingyan, I won't let you."
He is actually one year younger than Lin Qingyan, but the few times he calls him Qingyan, he is just like an elder calling a junior.
"You don't have to give in." Lin Qingyan rolled his eyes and bit off the chocolate bar.
In fact, Lin Qingyan chose to go to Kassel College not entirely because of Xia Mi.
He didn't want the wolf to stay by his side forever. He knew that if he left, the wolf would return to the family. When he took control of the Lin family, he would give the wolf his freedom - the wolf was even one year younger than him.
He hasn't seen the world properly yet.
He had met Wolf when he was six years old. At that time, he just felt that this boy with a tiger-like head and a strong-looking face was not the same as him, and he could not talk to him together. He was just a boring gourd.
Looking back now, I can see that the wolf has not actually grown much since it was a child. It may also be because they have always been inseparable and subtle changes are visible, so they appear unchanged.
In the eyes of the wolf, Lin Qingyan, the rebellious Uncle Lin who insisted on dyeing his hair blue, seemed to be the same little boy who had to search the entire neighborhood to find him under the slide in the playground when he was a child.
Lin Qingyan moved.
"Yan Ling·Tian Yan" subtly materialized in front of his eyes, and the surroundings of the wolf's body turned into detailed data. The distance, wind speed, and angle all turned into numbers and were pasted on the entire sight, just like opening the plug-in when playing a game.
From one perspective, everything about the opponent is exposed.
A fight is a fight.
No weapons or firearms.
Lin Qingyan's speaking spirit allows him to use firearms to an extreme, and his absolute gun sense is nothing more than that. He is even more terrifying, like the most precise robot, without even debugging.
The wolf threw away the short knife that never left his hand. In late autumn, he still wore short-sleeved shirts without even a logo. Looking at Lin Qingyan who was sprinting towards him, the wolf also moved.
Lin Qingyan jumped up suddenly and kicked the wolf straight in the air. It was so sharp that it was completely different from the brains of the team when he commanded ten people from Class A to defeat nearly a hundred people from Class B. Instead, he completely became a free-spirited team.
A delinquent boy tempered by blood and wounds.
The wolf blocked Lin Qingyan's legs with one punch, and hit his lower abdomen with another punch. Lin Qingyan did not lose his fighting power in pain, but locked the wolf's neck with his other foot, and pressed the wolf's body with his whole weight.
Got to sink.
Lin Qingyan's focus has not been lost, and he has kept the data in front of him stable.
The strength of Wolf's punch also fluctuated within a controllable range, so that he could confidently block it. But how could Wolf's actual combat experience be compared to him? He actually squatted down directly, leaned back, and forcefully attacked Lin Qingyan.
It was thrown away. The latter was indeed shaken down, rolled on the flat ground, and rushed up again, like a mad dog.
Wolf and Lin Qingyan had a thorough struggle, neither of them using any of the fighting skills taught in the preparatory class.
It's just pure "fighting".
It was just like the random punches they used in that alley when they were children. They punched each other in the face and no one could hide. The competition was to see who was not afraid of pain. They would ignore it even if they were disappointed, and then punched them again.
For the first time, Lin Qingyan felt that the strength of the wolf's hands was so exaggerated that he could almost knock himself unconscious. Every time his knee hit him, he would violently kick his sternum to pieces. "I'm glad it was my father who found you at the age of five, not Jinling.
Other families, otherwise it would be easy for you to kill me."
The data in Lin Qingyan's eyes was completely messed up. He could do well in a practical battle with the teacher sent by Cassel, but it was really not something he was willing to do - the only thing that was elegant was firearms.
Seeing blood a hundred meters away is the battlefield he longs for. This kind of punch to the flesh is really fatal.
"Without me, there will be others around you," the wolf's aura was still intact. Ten years of hard work had made his attacks instinctive. If he didn't hold back, Lin Qingyan would have lost at the beginning. He had more than ten angles to control.
Breaking the opponent's throat, "But we will not be enemies, Qingyan, we have been in the past and we will be in the future."
Lin Qingyan was kicked out.
"Can you kick me gently!" Lin Qingyan laughed angrily, and the pain in his stomach made him take a breath.
The wolf was silent.
"Get out of here, get out of that door, you win!" Lin Qingyan was lying on the ground too lazy to get up. He closed his eyes. Only the air and humidity turned into unchanging data in front of his eyes. He was too lazy to look at it.
The radio in the jungle hunting ground suddenly played music, which was "Hana Mizuki" by Hideaki Tokunaga:
"Ichisu Karuwatari
The ship is sinking
どうぞゆきなさい
お前にゆきなさい.”
——If you and I were in the same boat hand in hand, I might not be able to carry the many sorrows. Have a safe journey, please go first.