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"what!"
Outside the door, Jeppard screamed and rushed in, "Stop!"
"Ah? Why are there people fighting here? Get out of the way! I'll punch you—"
The red-haired man pushed through the crowd and joined the battle.
For a moment, the scene was chaotic, several men were fighting in a group, various colors of lights were flashing continuously, and chaotic shouts were faintly heard.
"Xiao Qinglong, your hair is blurring my eyes!"
"You're so stingy! Isn't it just cutting your clothes? Don't cut my pants!"
"Cheng Che, shut up!"
"Haha...who stepped on my shoes!"
"You outsiders..."
In the chaos, several men who usually looked normal were in a mess and it took them a long while to distance themselves from each other.
Cheng Che was surrounded by golden light, his eyes were kind and peaceful, "See, I told you I wouldn't be chopped to death."
At one side, the cold-faced little Qinglong had messy hair that kept falling down as he swayed, and a very aggrieved expression on his face.
For some reason, Dan Heng suddenly looked up and looked at Ren.
At that moment, both of them understood each other's feelings.
Blade: Can’t hit.
I don’t know what the new colleague did, it was like chopping stone when he chopped at it.
No, any ordinary stone can be split by him.
Danheng: Can’t hit it.
Cheng Che stood in the center of the battle without any plan. Dan Heng couldn't count how many times his gun had stabbed Cheng Che.
If it were someone else, they would be able to make dumplings without chopping the meat.
On the side, the confusion on Luca and Jeppard's faces could fill a book. They had no idea why the fight started, let alone how the fight went.
Cheng Che excitedly rushed to the front, forcing those who were planning to beat up this crazy man to stay at the back. No matter how they swung their weapons, Cheng Che was always blocking them, and from time to time he would kick them from behind because they were in the way.
The two looked at each other and sighed heavily.
Ren looked at Cheng Che and Dan Heng with complicated eyes, and was actually a little speechless for a moment.
Who to hit?
I don't know why, but I always feel that this group fight is undermining my identity as a star core hunter.
He glanced at Cheng Che, "You are so vicious..."
After saying that, Ren slowly walked to the window and jumped down.
snort!
This attempt to test the new colleague and take revenge failed. Let's go back to the next task.
There was a faint sound of cloth tearing outside the window. The crazy man who was leaving paused, then quickened his pace.
Cheng Che took two steps forward, looked at Ren leaving the window, raised his hand, and moved his fingers under Ren's gloomy and irritable gaze, "Goodbye."
blade:……
The man snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared into the winding path in the lower area.
"after……"
After a while, Dan Heng calmed down and looked at Cheng Che earnestly, "Keep it simple."
"?" Cheng Che looked back in confusion.
Dan Heng's face was full of indescribable expression, his eyes were filled with deep sorrow, "The way to be a demon is simpler."
Chapter 111 That’s it?
"you!"
"Fighting in secret!"
The pink-haired girl stood in the boys' dormitory with her hands on her hips. Four grown men were sitting in a row on the long sofa in front of her, all with their heads lowered.
Especially the cold-faced Little Blue Dragon and the raised-butt Little Crow who were sitting on the edge of the sofa.
"Hey……"
Sambo had a smile on his face and crossed his arms, "Sambo is not the one who got into trouble this time."
Oh, no, he, Sambo, has never been in trouble.
"Unexpected." Dan Heng said coldly, lowered his head and covered the wound on his arm with a Band-Aid, "But why would the Star Core Hunter attack you?"
At this point, Dan Heng frowned and looked at Cheng Che who was sitting next to him.
The expressionless adult man looked even more miserable than the rest of the men combined. His clothes were torn and some scars were faintly visible on his arms.
"I don't know, maybe I cursed something by accident." Cheng Che shook his head and stretched out his right arm to bandage San Yueqi. "I'm going to take a shower after that."
Alas, it seems that the Star Core Hunters are not a good organization. When they fight each other, they are really crazy.
I just don't know what the grudge between Dan Heng and Ren is. They were just like black-eyed chickens, hitting each other, but in the end, all the hits fell on him.
"Hmph!" San Yue Qi frowned and tied a bow on Cheng Che's arm with disgust, "Why didn't you take a shower before bandaging? If it gets wet..."
It has to be wrapped again, wasting gauze, which is a rare resource in the lower area!
"I'll raise my hands." Cheng Che said coldly, pointing to the bag thrown beside him, "And I picked up the plastic wrap on the way back."
Sanyueqi pursed his lips and said, "Yeah... Even though you were injured, you still didn't forget to pick up dinner for us. You've really worked hard."
"It's not hard, it's hard life." Cheng Che stood up and walked to the closet in the room to look for something, "Do you need a change of clothes? A favor."
"Yes." Dan Heng raised his hand, "But I'm still curious."
"One favor." Cheng Che took out a set of clothes from the closet and threw it over. He leaned against the closet door and looked at Dan Heng, "What are you curious about?"
Dan Heng frowned slightly. "How did a screwdriver with only eleven fight club victories win a match against a star core hunter?"
“Don’t tell me you have that golden shield.” Dan Heng didn’t wait for Cheng Che to speak and said in a deep voice, “It only appeared after I entered the shield.”
As soon as the words fell, everyone's eyes turned to Cheng Che.
Cheng Che leaned against the wardrobe with no expression on his face.
He picked up the plastic wrap and silently wrapped it around his arm, protecting the gauze tightly.
The three-edged spike was attached to the outside of the other intact wrist, and it was hidden by the loose sleeves and nothing could be seen.
After a while, Cheng Che put down the plastic wrap and looked up. "First of all, there are many ways to screw in. For example, I can also screw in prison."
Dan Heng:......
Criminal!
Where is the Star Core Hunter? !
Get this little crow!!!
"Secondly," Cheng Che stretched and said softly, "Although I have almost zero experience in fighting, it doesn't mean I have no experience in running away, especially running away while yelling."
After saying this, Cheng Che turned around and went into the bathroom holding his pajamas. He poked his head out before closing the door and said, "By the way, I have never screwed in a prison before."
With a click, the bathroom door was locked, followed by the sound of hot water from the shower head hitting the floor.
San Yueqi was at a loss for a moment, then turned to look at Dan Heng, "So the Star Core Hunter was killed by Cheng Che's curse?"
"Leave." Dan Heng frowned, "I misunderstood Cheng Che."
indeed.
For a man who can't control his mouth, the ability to escape is obviously acquired through repeated personal experience.
"It's okay, he won't blame you." San Yue Qi patted Dan Heng's shoulder, moved closer to the two silent men, and looked around. "So you picked up a Changsheng Iron Fist from the fight club that was forced to renovate again, right?"
Hearing this, the red-haired man who had remained silent raised his head, and hesitated to speak, "I said I don't know how I came here, do you believe me?"
The fight left Luca completely confused, and when he came to his senses, he had been brought here.
Sanyueqi touched his head and said, "I understand."
This kind of thing... makes sense.
"Hey..." Xing took out a shower cap from the small pocket on the side of Cheng Che's backpack and handed it to Dan Heng, sighing, "It seems that the cold-faced little Qinglong has not escaped the curse of hair loss."
As he spoke, Xing bent down slightly and looked at Dan Heng in front of him, "But how did Cheng Che touch your head?"
Dan Heng is very good at dodging Cheng Che's head-patting attack.
“……” Dan Heng glanced at Xing, lowered his head and said nothing.
He has the right to remain silent.
He didn't want to say at all that he was pushed down and thrown to the back because Cheng Che wanted to die.
but……
Can Cheng Che pick up things like calcium tablets from the trash can?
In the bathroom.
Steaming hot water gushed out from the shower head, splashing up a white mist when it hit the ground.
Cheng Che reached out and turned the hot water to cold, then stood in front of the sink and slowly unbuttoned his clothes.
The unprotected arm was scratched by the triangular spike, leaving two bloody marks, but fortunately it was not hit by anyone's sword.
Cheng Che took out his cell phone and slowly wrote the words "collect everything" in the memo, and at the same time pinned the little jellyfish to the top.
In chronological order, if there is a deadline, the small jellyfish should become invalid first.
The phone vibrated and a pop-up window popped up at the top, but no message was displayed.
Cheng Che clicked it and stared at the chat interface in a daze.