A killer who can cook...Liu Yan thought to himself: China has the profession of killer?
"Yes." Zhuo Yuhang seemed to have guessed what everyone was thinking, and said in a deep voice, "There are still many practitioners in places you don't know."
"I know there are." Meng Feng said.
Liu Yan took a look at Zhuo Yuhang, and finally understood why he had a bad impression of him before.
It was the extreme evil emanating from the depths of his heart. Lai Jie and Meng Feng's upright and dignified heroism are at odds with each other, as if predetermined by nature, they feel mutually incompatible with each other.
Lai Jie nodded, and said: "The past is out of date, you shouldn't say it, no one here will know."
Zhuo Yuhang: "In the future, if I have a chance, I will talk about my work in the killer organization, although now it has been disbanded, but when the zombies came last year, there were still a lot of stories to tell, I don't want to kill people casually, but I'm not afraid of killing people... What about you?"
Zhuo Yuhang moved around with his chopsticks, indicating that it was others turn to talk.Lai Jie took a sip of his wine and found that compared with Zhuo Yuhang's experience, there seemed to be nothing to talk about.
"Why did you join the army?" Zhuo Yuhang asked.
Lai Jie pondered for a moment, and said: "There is no way out, I can only be a soldier."
"No way out?" Meng Feng said, "What about your parents, don't they care about you?"
Lai Jie thought for a while and said, "My dad died when I was very young, my mother loved to drink, beat me every day after drinking, whipped me with a belt when I was young, pinched me, and tore my ears, look, look?" Lai Jie turned his head so that they could look behind his ears where there's a stitched wound.
He said: "It tear off most of the ears, and ran away when I couldn't stand it. I went to the army before I finished reading. I was a recruit for two years. The company commander said I was cruel enough and recommended me to take the exam into K3."
Everyone remained silent, Meng Feng said: "Your mother is a bit like Liu Yan's mother."
Liu Yan thought expressionlessly: Not at all, Meng Feng, you will be finished soon.
Meng Feng said: "Liu Yan's mother is very fierce. When we were young, no one dared to provoke her on the street... But she would give things to the elderly, help my grandma and other elderly people buy vegetables, and measure the blood pressure of the elderly every month. ..."
Lai Jie chuckled, touched Bai Xiaodong with his elbow, and asked, "Xiaodong, why did you join the Hurricanes?"
"I just finished a game, and I was going to prepare for a training camp, and I went to the next game in 2012, and the coach died at that time, and the game was gone..."
"What game did you just finish?" Meng Feng said.
"World Championships." Bai Xiaodong smiled.
"Wow-" everyone was speechless.
Liu Yan asked: "Have you won the ranking?"
"Yeah." Bai Xiaodong nodded: "Gold medal."
Counting people: "..."
The corners of Liu Yan's mouth twitched slightly. Bai Xiaodong said: "There are other championships...but in August... ...We can't deal with that, we want to go home, but the coach won't let us go, and finally the coach died, and my girlfriend also..."
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Two Thousand & Thirteen
RomanceAuthor: Feitian Yexiang Category: BL doujin Status: Completed In 2013, the zombie wave broke out and the homeland fell, and mankind launched a large-scale defense war. The protagonists are waiting for the dawn in the long night. When the end comes...