On the life and death of carbon-based monkeys

No matter how brave he is, whether he has pointed a gun at someone or not, Qi Zhou has not yet reached the point where he can reap a life without expression.Anyway, he is just a high school student, so it’s fine if he dares to stab someone with an iron rod... What if he stabbed the back of his heart while the young man was not paying attention, not to mention what his father thought, he would make life difficult for.

However, the end result is that within 10 minutes, those black and white leaders will receive the news; within 10 minutes, the whole city will start hunting him as early as possible... and within half an hour Within a short period of time, he was likely to fall into the trap again and be sent to the Luo family's lackeys.

At that time, he will not have a weapon in his hand, and he will not have the USB flash drive that recorded all the data... It is conceivable what kind of treatment he will receive.

A wry smile appeared on Qi Zhou's baby face.He drove the car to a place with less traffic, and slipped away quietly.He untied the nylon rope and buckled it into a loop, stuffing it into his pocket for emergencies.The scars on his face are the most severe, and there is no way to hide this.Walking on the street, even in normal times, people will look at you twice...

After a little identification of the environment, it seems to be the east side.If I remember correctly, the airport is in the north, the train station is in the west, and the high-speed rail station is in the south...

It's really out of sight, out of the way of the village, out of the back of the shop... How could he take the opportunity to slip away now?Maybe it won't be long before someone will be caught...

Qi Zhou was sighing silently, lamenting his bad luck, but the pleasant bell rang, and then a burst of noise poured into his ears.Qi Zhou's eyes lit up: school!

It's easy to do things if you have a school... After a while, knock out a student and change into a school uniform. It's best to take a mobile phone, even if there are coins, he has to call his father...

While thinking, Qi Zhou poked his probe carefully from the alley.Sure enough, groups of students were pouring out in front of the intersection not far away, but few of them were wearing school uniforms, and the down jackets were brightly colored.Not long after, several people passed by, chatting and laughing.

Qi Zhou stuck to the wall, being careful not to let them see him.After finally waiting for an order, he seized the opportunity and dragged him over.When I was about to make a black hand, I suddenly felt that the touch was not right——Hey, why is it so thin and soft?

"Ah!" The person caught by him screamed, and then kicked him in the stomach.Qi Zhou was caught off guard and was kicked down by this kick.But the girl screamed and chased after her and continued kicking mercilessly: "Pervert! Hooligan! Bastard! Scum! Go to hell!!!"

Qi Zhou lay on the ground in pain, wanting to cry without tears.He tried to raise his body halfway, and was about to say something, but suddenly saw a group of young people with colorfully dyed hair walking towards him on the opposite road, and was kicked heavily in the stomach again, so he had to continue lying down and pretending to be dead.

I have to say that although my stomach hurts a bit and my stomach is about to be kicked out, but in terms of avoiding pursuers, this trick is very effective... When I saw the little girl teaching the pervert and kicking so hard, I was anxious to find her. The human gangsters automatically detoured.

And it wasn't until they walked away that Qi Zhou rolled over with difficulty, dodged the girl's next kick, and wailed: "Sister... my dear sister... please let me go... after kicking for so long, you don't even know what to do." Are you tired..."

He Ziru took off his schoolbag and threw it on his face: "Sister! No! Tired!"

Although the school calls for reducing the burden every year, the schoolbags of the students have never really become flat.He Ziru is a sophomore in high school, and her study life is not as tiring as that of her senior year, but today she happened to be going home secretly, stuffing all the materials she could bring into her schoolbag.It hit Qi Zhou directly on the face like this, until he was staring at him: "Oh!"

He Ziru took a step back, seeing his legs twitch twice and then stopped moving, he couldn't help being a little scared.She knows how heavy her schoolbag is.Just now I thought it was that pervert yesterday who kicked him so many times, and then threw a schoolbag at him... What if I hit someone badly?

This, this appearance, is quite scary... He Ziru belatedly thought of the consequences, and walked forward in fear.

She just picked up her schoolbag strap, wanting to see how that person is doing, when she heard a familiar voice from beside her: "Xiao Ru?"

"Brother!" He Ziru turned his head in surprise, let go of his hand, and smashed his schoolbag back on Qi Zhou's face.The baby-faced boy let out a muffled grunt, and this time he really passed out.

-

It was Jarowett who appeared at the entrance of the alley.

He asked Qin Shuyang to do so many trivial things today, of course for more than one purpose.Threats and lures are one item, submitting a certificate is another item... However, the most critical link lies in the young man whose USB flash drive was taken away by him that day.

It was a surprise to meet He Ziru... The monitoring facilities in this area are not dense, and probably only the places near the alley can be photographed.What happened inside, the warden didn't know... However, he could guess from a glance at the unconscious teenager lying on the ground, and He Ziru definitely didn't suffer.

He Ziru didn't suffer = he didn't need to prove his ability extra = he didn't need to spend more time and energy to eradicate the troubles... And he was related to that spaceship... From this point of view, this young carbon-based is quite cute.

Jarowett pressed his thoughts and stepped forward: "Why are you here?"

He Ziru was a little guilty, took a step back, and finally stepped on the boy's hand again: "This, this... that, brother, I thought this person was a robber... that... and those people from yesterday, Just...you said he was okay?"

Jarowett squatted down, lifted He Ziru's schoolbag away, and put his fingers on the juvenile's carotid artery.The sudden heat made the young man shiver even in a coma, and his hands and feet twitched slightly.

"It's okay." Jarowett withdrew his hand.Judging from his feeling just now, the vitality of this carbon base is still very strong.

He Ziru asked worriedly: "But... what should we do now? Just throw him here?"

Jarowett put one arm under the boy's waist, and picked him up with one arm: "No, take him home."

He Ziru: "...!!"

-

He Ziru feels that he is not well now.

Her brother was walking a few steps ahead, with a tall and straight figure and a special temperament, which was very eye-catching.He Ziru is proud of such a brother. She once felt that her brother has become more mature and stable after committing suicide, and it can even be said that he has become more and more handsome.But……

——However, if he didn't have a princess holding a "weak and weak" boy in his arms... everything would be wonderful.

He Ziru wrinkled his face like constipation, and began to feel dissatisfied with that baby-faced boy.If it wasn't for him jumping out suddenly and grabbing me, I wouldn't have over-defended and made him unconscious... Hmph, I don't know if it's real or fake... Anyway, if it wasn't like this, neither would my brother who came to pick me up from school see him...

If another man used the princess hug on a comatose boy, He Ziru would not have any objections.But the person who did this was Jarowett, so He Ziru couldn't help but think about it.

He wouldn't--for this boy--love at first sight, would he?

He Ziru was taken aback by his own thoughts, and then deeply regretted why he didn't step on the boy's face a few more times.I would have disfigured him if I knew it earlier, I would rather bear the medical expenses than let my brother fall in love with this kind of person...

In his more than 100 years of career, Warden Jarowett has never understood what "convergence" is.This body is now 1.8 meters tall, with white skin, tall stature, and a tall and straight figure that looks good when walking. In addition, there is a face with darker features, which is very attractive when walking on the road; plus He is still holding a young man in the posture of a princess hugging him. Although the young man's face is facing inward and he can't see clearly, his "petite" figure and "weak" posture are still very eye-catching...

The men could still calm down a little when they saw it, but many women were already excitedly taking out their mobile phones to take pictures... He Ziru realized that something was wrong, so he ran forward and walked in front of Jarowett, glaring fiercely at those who were about to take pictures people.

Her appearance successfully hindered the act of taking pictures. While putting away their mobile phones, several girls discussed bitterly: "Who is this...could it be the mistress?"

"I hate these women who think they are beautiful and want to straighten a curved man... What a match for Xiao Gong and Xiao Shou."

"That's right, it's pleasing to the eye when men and women are together."

He Ziru's ears were sharp, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.What is a mistress!What is a small attack and a small subject!What is a man is pleasing to the eye!Even if her brother really only has feelings for men, it can't be this pervert who sneaks up on people in the alley!

What He Ziru could hear, Jarowett could of course hear.He Zihuan is gay, so of course there are many related things in his memory; and rot culture, as an important part of today's carbon-based world culture, especially Hongqi country's popular culture, has naturally been studied by Jarowett.

But even though he heard and understood what they were talking about, Jarowett didn't respond.One of the characteristics of intelligent civilization is to seek common ground while reserving differences. However, in carbon-based civilization, many emerging ideas cannot do this without experiencing the precipitation of time.