Thriller Paradise Chapter 835: Classmate, who are you?

The sun is scorching high, and the gale continues.

The battle between life and death among the huge rocks like forests has begun.

At this point, almost three hours (game time) have passed since the beginning of the script. After experiencing a series of plot conflicts, the eight people of Order 1 and Corpse Blades have all separated in this stone gorge, forming a situation of fighting on their own.

"Ah...How big is this script map..." After walking alone for a long time, Drunk Wo gradually became a little tired, and couldn't help but mutter to himself, "If everyone is in this maze like a maze. Disperse in the irregular and infinitely extending stone gorge. Isn’t this time going for a draw..."

"Huh...not necessarily." At this moment, a whisper suddenly came into Drunken's dumbfounded ear.

"Huh?" As soon as he heard the sound, Zuiwo raised his head in a daze, accurately found and looked at the speaker's location, "What a surprise..."

The phrase "accident" has two meanings... First, he was surprised that the other party could approach him quietly to this point without being noticed; second, he was surprised that the other party did not use his body in the dark The advantage of launching a surprise attack.

"Accident?" Feikouweiwang squatted on the top of a rugged rock, looking down at the drunk lying in the gorge below and said in a daze, "Listen to you, do you think..." He paused for half a second. "...A person like me, when the enemy is in the dark, should attack you without saying a word, rather than calmly greet you or something."

"Hehe..." Zuiwo smiled in a daze, he raised his hand and stroked his instant noodles, "I don't quite understand what you mean by'people like me'..." , But his expression is ironic, "But generally speaking...sneak attack is the normal choice, isn't it?" He spread his hands, "If it's me. I'll do it before saying hello." Of."

"Let’s pretend to be less garlic." Hearing these words, my heart is very angry, but under the influence of the drug, his expression and tone are not very fierce, "Because I am a corpse knife. 'People. You just take it for granted that I'm nothing great...right?"

"Heh...I didn't say that, I just..." Zuiwo was stunned to deny it.

But the king interrupted him: "Okay, you don't have to say it clearly, it will damage your humble image as a'star player', won't it?" He also tried his best to make his words sound. Ironically, it's a pity that it's still straightforward.

"Image..." Zuiwo smiled and shook his head, "Do you think I am someone who cares about that kind of thing?"

"Huh...This is what I hate most about "people like you"..." Feiyu Wang coldly snorted. "You have things that others don't have, but you put on a nonchalant look; every word and action... reveals a disgusting sense of superiority."

"Blam me?" Zuiwo said with a dazed shrug.

"You can continue to pretend to be..." He said as the king said, there is already a strange sharp blade in his hand, "I want to see... When you are struggling in despair, can you take it easy? Put on that face."

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At the same time, another place in Shixia.

"What's the matter? Pot cover head." Finally, the assault stared at the sashimi that was already covered in bruises. Coldly said, "Where is the previous confidence? Didn't you say that there is no problem with one enemy and two?"

"Heh... I asked for nothing." Doomsday Assault continued with a smile on the side, "He may not be able to hear what we are saying right now."

"Don't worry, two." The sashimi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, stood up from the ground, "Although my hearing is ruined by you, I can still read lips." He smiled bitterly. "Heh...this is considered to be the actual skill being used in the game."

"Oh?" Finally, the assault took over, "I can't tell...you are quite versatile."

This sentence "can't be seen", there is indeed some basis...

Compared with most other first-line star players, the shape of the round-faced lid of the sashimi, and the calm character of the warm water... is definitely "invisible". It can also be seen from his simple and casual ID... His character is just like this-not publicity, not pretentious. And these years, people like him who follow a simple and low-key line...it's easy to be ignored and despised by others.

"Thanks to the award." The sashimi continued, "Actually, there is nothing to be proud of..." He said with a false eye, "From elementary school to university, in order to get close to girls... I have participated in dozens of interest groups. So I unconsciously learned a lot of life skills, sports, musical instruments, etc..." When he said this, his expression changed slightly. "Well... But wherever I go, I am ignored like an invisible person... Let alone a girl, even the boys and the instructor in the department have not paid attention to me, even if I get it in a short time Amazing progress..."

"Uh...that..." The Doomsday Assault found that the sashimi was pulling farther and farther, and I wanted to interrupt the latter. But...

"Later, I found out...no matter if I am late, leave early, absent from work, or even leave the department...all will not be noticed, as if I am not in this club at all..." The sashimi is getting stronger and stronger. "After entering junior high school, I would change clubs seven or eight times a year, come and leave as long as I want... You don’t need to write an application for entering or leaving the department, because it doesn’t matter whether you write it or not; you don’t need to go to the training. Because the manager and the instructor will never remember to book tickets for me; even if I go out to the game with the team, they are always sitting on the bench..."

"Hey...what is the sense of sight like this kind of world's marvelous story..." Finally, the assault heard her heart. Although he also felt that the other party was a bit farther away, but for some reason...he wanted to listen to it a little bit.

"I still remember that in my first year of high school, my school basketball team entered the national competition..." Sashimi looked at the sky and thought thoughtfully, "I thought it was in the fierce national competition. , Due to physical considerations, the rotation of the team will increase, and I finally have the opportunity to contribute to my teammates...So, before the opening of the competition, I skipped class for two weeks and completed 20,000 shots. Special training, finally practiced the profound meaning-[Trial]......"

"Are you okay after skipping class for two weeks..." Finally, assaulted, "Didn't teachers and students notice that you didn't go to school..."

"I won't talk about the 20,000 ball training or something..." Doomsday's attack was a twitching mouth. "But why do you practice shooting... Also, people like you really do Is it necessary to practice...what is that strange suffix "judgment"..."

The sashimi ignored their complaints, and said solemnly: "This secret... is my unique move, and its effect is to guide the referee's sight on the court and magnify the smallest movements of the enemy players infinitely. ; Within the scope permitted by the rules, the referees are allowed to make judgments that are beneficial to us to the greatest extent."

"Hey! Isn't this invincible anymore!" In the end, the shock value of the assault has risen, "With this kind of skill, you can still play the game! Go playing basketball! The Chinese team dominates the world is just around the corner!" /

"However, in the first game of the national competition, I was still sitting on the cold bench." Sashimi said, "I think...that is because the first opponent is not particularly strong. Anyway, our team In the end he won." He paused, "But...in the second game, we met the undefeated myth that dominated high school basketball for 30 years-King Eel Industry."

"Are you sure it's industry and not agriculture..." Doomsday assault thought.

The sashimi said again: "Remember, in the national competition last year, our province's victorious division, the King-Baby Squadron... once lost to the eel king by a huge disadvantage of 30 points. "

"Do you dare to change the name of the king's team..." Finally, the assault started to hurt.

"Facing the full-court defense in the second half of the eel king, the main players of our team were physically exhausted, and even the frequently-changing substitutes showed fatigue." The sashimi was still saying, "I I thought... my chance to play is finally coming, but..." He looked sad, "The coach still ignores my existence..."

At this point, the sashimi sighed from the sky: "Oh...in the end, we lost the game." He looked sad, "On the bus on the return trip, I happened to be sitting next to the coach. After a few hesitations, I plucked up the courage to ask him... "Coach, why... didn't you let me try until the end?"" He shook his head, "As a result, the coach turned his head and looked at me and said something that I will never forget... …" He paused for two seconds before repeating, "'Classmate, who are you?'"

Silence has come...

After a full minute of silence, the assault finally lowered his voice, quietly assaulting the doomsday beside him: "Remember to remind me...not to take the initiative to chat with each other during the battle in the future."

"Um...I think so too." The Doomsday Assault continued.

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On the other hand, on the edge of Shixia, on a cliff.

"The scenery here is really good, hiccups~" Meng Jing Zen lay on the edge of the cliff, drinking, while enjoying the orange sky in front of him and the misty clouds under his feet, "Unfortunately... Someone is going to kill the scenery."

Before the voice was over, a figure appeared behind him.

"If you just want to see the scenery~IndoMTL.com~you should be a spectator." First, he also replied to Wang five meters behind Mengjing Chan.

Even though Brother Chan was lying on the ground at this time, for the first time Wang didn't dare to be careless, he still kept a certain safe distance and stared at his opponent vigilantly.

"But..." Meng Jing Chan answered without looking back, "The spectator can't lie down and drink as comfortably as I do."

"What you said..." First also spoke for the king, "It seems to make sense."

"Would you like to come over and drink together?" In the next second, Meng Jing Chan asked along the way. His tone is so relaxed and natural, it doesn't seem to be joking at all.

"No, I'm here to fight." First and foremost, "It's not for watching the scenery or drinking."

"That's it..." Meng Jing meditated, "then there is no way..."

After that, he threw away the bottle that had already bottomed out, and staggered to his feet. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote recommended votes, monthly tickets, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please go to read.)