I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

Filor: "Give him to us, and then everyone will be able to escape unscathed."

In her eyes, only the powerful Edmund and Fan Ye can be regarded as "people", while Jiang Xing can only be regarded as a weak card in the three-person game.

If you can't get it, you will deal with the owner of the card. If you get it, everyone draws and exits gracefully.She believed that Fan Ye was of the same type as them, and would not die for a waste card.

Sure enough, Fan Ye slowly put down the gun pointed at Edmund, nodded and said, "Okay."

He didn't even look at Jiang Xing again, he stepped back a few steps away from the battlefield, and put the gun back in his pocket.

Fillor's heartstrings relaxed.

"Pleasant to work with."

"You better pray that you don't run into me later." Fan Ye sneered.

Fillor let go of Jiang Xing, allowing the useless kid to kneel down and cough violently.

Edmund also recovered, leaning against the wall and lighting a cigarette.

Fillor stood by his side and pointed a gun at Fan Ye the whole time.The dangerous killing intent just now was gone, but she didn't dare to relax her vigilance.

Fan Ye just glanced at it indifferently.

Filor pursed her lips, feeling an indescribable humiliation.

Edmund saw her wavering and raised his hand to block it.

He let out a puff of smoke, and said with a sinister smile to Fan Ye: "Next time we meet, I will kill you."

"If you can't stand still, don't talk." Fan Ye said lightly, "Shame on you."

Edmund had no rebuttal, and sneered twice with a sullen face.He stared at Fan Ye for a long while, and finally thought of a way to vent his anger. His venom-like gaze slowly turned to Jiang Xing.

The moment he lifted his foot, the two moved.

Fan Ye pulled out the gun at a speed that was hard to see with the naked eye, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Fillor's eyes widened, and he said sharply, "Get out of here!"

Edmund's body reacted faster than his brain, and he dodged, but was still hit by the bullet in the arm, and staggered two steps.

There was no second shot from the room.

Who is still moving?

A dagger was pressed against Fillor's neck from behind. Jiang Xing didn't know how to measure, and his hands shook violently. After a little struggle, Fillor was cut through a finger-wide mouth.

Fan Ye pointed his gun at Edmund, his eyes were cold.

Edmund clasped his arms and panted heavily. He laughed lowly at first, and his voice became louder and louder, until finally he couldn't straighten his back from laughing.

"Hahahahaha... The famous Inspector Jiang, I'm afraid he never imagined that his son would become a murderer, right?"

Edmund slapped his thigh vigorously and smiled genuinely.

"It's okay, kid. I hope the environment in the Star Prison is good. There is a small library. You can still read books when you go in."

Fan Ye said coldly, "Shut up."

It was the first time that Filor looked at Jiang Xing squarely.

When did he match up with Fan Ye for the code?And why act at the same time?

By trust?

Surprise flashed in her usually calm eyes.

Edmund took a breath and said, "Little friend, what are you trying to do?"

Jiang Xing's voice trembled: "Get out of here."

Edmund smiled and said, "This is the only safe zone, you want us to die?"

Jiang Xing opened his mouth, unable to speak.

He grew up in the peaceful and prosperous Emperor Star, and he has never seen the slightest bit of cruel reality. Even if he was pointed at with a gun just now, he can't say anything about wanting the other party to die right now.

This character performance can be said to be very vain.

In the stalemate, the door of the guest house was suddenly slammed hard, and the roar of the zombies shook the beams of the room to drop dust.

Edmund didn't care to cover his wound, and angrily said, "That woman lied to us!"

Filor raised his head slightly to avoid the blade, and said: "It seems that the safe zone is not suitable for zombies, but for cleaning up passive players."

The door has been slightly deformed by the smashing, and I'm afraid it won't last long.

Fortunately, there are iron bars outside the windows on the first floor, as long as the door is blocked, it is safe.

Fan Ye said in a deep voice, "Deal with the zombies first."

Edmund's complexion was not good, but Fillore didn't mind the wound on his neck and asked, "Edmund?"

He nodded reluctantly, put away his gun first, and moved the cabinet at the front desk to block the door.

Although Edmund didn't like Fan Ye, he knew that he was different from other prisoners in the prison.

No matter how many festivals the two had, Fan Ye would never stab him in the back.

Fan Ye nodded slightly to Jiang Xing, then turned to move the sofa.

Fillor said: "Little friend, you can let me go."

Jiang Xing withdrew the dagger as if he had suddenly come to his senses, stepped back and ran to Fan Ye's side, widening his eyes vigilantly.

Fan Ye blocked the front door and said, "Go and check for other entrances."

Edmund sneered: "Are you ordering me?"

Fillor wrapped her neck neatly and went straight to the back door.

Edmund turned his gaze and saw Jiang Xing holding Fan Ye's arm tightly, and couldn't help laughing.

Trust a criminal with all your heart?This kid is really naive.

If... Let Jiang Xing treat himself with the same trust, and then he throws this innocent kid into the pile of zombies, what kind of pleasant despair will appear on the other party's beautiful face?

Thinking of this, Edmund narrowed his eyes with great interest.

The blond lunatic licked the wound on his hand, staring at Jiang Xing as if licking his body.

Jiang Xing was a jerk all over his body, and even took a few steps behind Fan Ye.

Fan Ye sternly said, "Get out!"

From the direction of the kitchen on the first floor, there was a loud sound of the wooden door being smashed.

Edmund's eyes drifted away from the two for a moment, he sneered, and went to the kitchen with his gun.

Fan Ye was about to speak, but suddenly there was an impatient gunshot from Filor's direction.

He pulled Jiang Xing up, "Come on."

The two turned around the stairwell, only to see that Fillore had run out of ammunition, and was falling on the ground to slam the zombies grabbing her legs. These monsters didn't know the pain, and opened their mouths to bite her.

The door of the room behind the monster was wide open, and more zombies crowded around the door frame, their bent arms desperately waving inward, and the rotten smell of the corpse was almost nauseating.

Fan Ye raised his hand and quickly fired three shots. Jiang Xing ignored the fear, picked up the chair and swung the zombie on Filor's body aside, she quickly picked up the dagger and chopped off the monster's head.

Fan Ye repelled the zombies at the door, and Filor and Jiang Xing worked together to move a huge long table to block the back door, and added a lot of heavy furniture to block the door, and they were finally safe.

Jiang Xing looked at Filor who was covered in blood and couldn't help but take two steps back, and asked in a trembling voice, "Have you been bitten?"

He didn't notice that there was a glass window behind him.

Fan Ye suddenly shouted sharply: "Get out of the way!"

There were several steps between him and Jiang Xing, and the shooting angle was just blocked by Jiang Xing.

In the next moment, the glass window burst open, and a withered arm grabbed Jiang Xing's neck and pulled it back. The rotten teeth of the zombie were close at hand.

Fillor threw the dagger and hit the zombie between the eyebrows.

The zombie suddenly fell back, stuck on the window frame and did not move.

Jiang Xing blinked dully, the smelly breath of the zombies hadn't dissipated yet.

Fillor leaned against his cheek and pulled out the dagger, and said softly, "I wasn't bitten."

She wiped the red and white mixture off the blade and walked back slowly.

"I will let Edmund stay in the room on the west side. You sleep on the east side. By the way," she turned her head and seemed to lick her lips at Jiang Xing, "Thank you."

The weird fake eye turned slightly, and it didn't look so scary at the moment.

The corpses of the zombies with their heads and bodies separated were still lying across the road, and the ground was so messy that it was almost impossible to get off.

The zombie stuck on the window frame was kicked out by Fan Ye, and was immediately replaced by his successors. He stuck his hand in stiffly, his mouth dripping with black and smelly saliva, desperately arching into the anti-theft grille.

It was simply... purgatory on earth.

Fan Ye held Jiang Xing into his arms with one hand, and gently stroked his trembling back.

"Don't be afraid."

Jiang Xing went limp all over, buried in Fan Ye's neck and broke down crying.

He has a gentle and shy personality, and even when he cries, he bites his lip forbearance, and only when he endured to the extreme can he let out a desperate sob like a small animal.

Fan Ye's jaw tightened, and endless anger rose spontaneously in his heart.

Who is going to do this kind of virus experiment that drives people crazy?

Jiang Xing cried until he was exhausted, and finally wept silently, his eyes and nose turned red, and Fan Yexin was also pulled into a ball.

Fan Ye sighed silently, immediately picked up Jiang Xing, chose a clean and tidy guest room on the east side, and put him on the sofa.

Fan Yeban knelt in front of Jiang Xing, staring up at him.

"You're very brave," he said softly, "very well."

For the first time, Fan Ye felt that his vocabulary was so poor that he could only repeat a few words to comfort the boy.

Jiang Xing never said a word, but held Fan Ye's hand tightly, as if grasping the only life-saving straw.

Fan Ye shook back silently.

The boy is not his straw.Rescue him from the pit of self-doubt.

Fan Ye recalled the young man's evaluation of the password, and said with a smile: "Morse code is cool, and it's even cooler when you use it. Saving Filor was also very cool."

Jiang Xing finally stopped crying, and there was light in his amber eyes.

Fan Ye hesitated for a moment, then gently took off his dirty glasses, boiled hot water to wipe his cheeks and neck.During this period, Jiang Xing kept holding Fan Ye's waist tightly, unwilling to let go for a moment.

Fan Ye had no choice but to sit down by himself, letting Jiang Xingneng curl up sideways into his arms.

It was completely dark, and the two leaned on each other in the dark.

Jiang Xing finally spoke, his voice hoarse: "I'm very scared."

"Why do we have to go through this..." He whimpered, "Why..."

Fan Ye closed his eyes and could only hold him tighter.

[Woooo why do I want to cry, obviously it's just a game]

[Battle Royale is a game to us, but it is the real world to Fan Ye]

Fan Ye: "Do you still remember the day we met?"

After speaking, he couldn't help laughing, "Actually, it was yesterday. We seem to have known each other for a long time."

"Pick up the gun," Fan Ye's big hand wrapped around the back of Jiang Xing's hand holding the dagger, "hand it to me, and say that you are not afraid of me, because I am protecting you."

Jiang Xing was stunned, and slowly let go of his fingers.

Fan Ye took the opportunity to pull out the dagger and threw it on the ground, and continued: "You protected the two of us just now, you are really good."

"No... I was the one they wanted to arrest." Jiang Xing shook his head, almost overwhelmed by the guilt for Fan Ye in his heart.

Fan Ye laughed softly, and the vibration in his chest was transmitted through the skin of the two.

"You think Edmund will let me go alone?"

Jiang Xing lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

Edmund regarded Fan Ye as a thorn in his side. Even if he was forced to retreat temporarily due to the situation, once Fan Ye showed his weakness, he would double his revenge and go back.

"It's okay, it's okay." Fan Ye comforted softly, calming Jiang Xing's turbulent emotions little by little.

The dagger was thrown away, and the pressure in Jiang Xing's heart gradually dissipated. He was exhausted physically and mentally, and fell asleep leaning on Fan Ye not long after.

Fan Ye rubbed his hair in the dark.

The next day Jiang Xing woke up next to Fan Ye, with his hands still wrapped around his waist.

"are you awake?"

Fan Ye's voice was slightly hoarse, and he seemed to be smiling a little.

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Why don't I have eight hands, I'm looking forward to seeing the star cubs fall off the horse (beat the table

Little Theater: If Nobody Sets the Card

1.

Fan Ye: Don't be afraid, wait until I climb up and tie the rope... wait!

Jiang Xing (already reached the top): Fan Ye!Hurry up!

Fan Ye: ...

2.

Fan Ye: Get out of the way!

Jiang Xing (shot backhand): Huh?What?

(Edmund is shot and falls down)

Fan Ye: ...

3.

Fan Ye (forbearance): Don't make trouble.

Jiang Xing (embraces her neck and kisses): Really?But Master Chief...