Ten Days End

"Writing boy!"

Since leaving the "War Preparation Area", Qiao Jiajin has always stayed with Han Yimo. They entered the room on the far right from the "War Preparation Area". He put his arm around Han Yimo, like a close friend.

"What's wrong..." Han Yimo replied.

"It's okay." Qiao Jiajin smiled, "You look scared."

"No, no..." Han Yimo forced a bitter smile on his pale face, "How am I scared..."

Qiao Jiajin looked Han Yimo up and down, and said indifferently: "Writer, you look really nervous... Should we sing together to cheer each other up?"

Han Yimo took a few deep breaths and said, "It's time to sing. In the novel, a supporting role like you will not survive more than three episodes."

"Really?" Qiao Jiajin smiled, "I'm used to being a supporting role, and it doesn't matter when I die."

"You..."

Qiao Jiajin's words made Han Yimo speechless for a while, but also dispelled some of his nervousness.

"I say, let's be cautious and look around." Han Yimo calmed down and said, "Didn't they say that the people on the other side were going to attack us?"

"What are you afraid of?" Qiao Jiajin said, "No matter who comes, I'm here, just punch them a few times."

"I hope you can keep your word." Han Yimo walked forward a few steps and stretched out his hand to open the door in front of him.

It doesn't matter if it's not opened. Han Yimo and Qiao Jiajin were both stunned when they looked at each other.

Wen Qiaoyun was standing in the room opposite, and she was curiously observing the "door" standing in the middle of the room.

None of the three people spoke, but just looked at each other quietly.

"Hey..." Han Yimo turned his head and said in a low voice, "Do you want to punch this one too?"

"Uh..." Qiao Jiajin swallowed his saliva, feeling that he was still a little abrupt.

He recalled the list of "invaders" that Qi Xia had mentioned before. It seemed that no one except Dr. Zhao was easy to fight.

A few seconds later, Qiao Jiajin slowly took a step forward and tried to greet the other party: "Pretty girl, where are you going?"

Wen Qiaoyun chuckled: "The "chess piece" has crossed the river and is ready to kill you."

"Kill us..." Qiao Jiajin shook his head after hearing this, "It's very dangerous."

"Hand-to-hand combat is indeed very dangerous." Wen Qiaoyun said, "But we can go to the "door" to compete."

"The "chess piece" that has crossed the river." Qiao Jiajin nodded, "Speaking of which... I remember that in "chess", if you want to eat the opponent's chess piece, you need to take the initiative to move your feet and come to our square. Otherwise, come over?"

Wen Qiaoyun looked at Qiao Jiajin's tattoo after hearing this, and then glanced at Han Yimo next to him. She knew that she didn't know these two people. She just listened to a few words from others. Now she can only judge each other's abilities by appearance.

A gangster and a short writer.

The most reasonable guess is that one of these two people represents "martial arts" and the other represents "wisdom".

If it was a "battle of wits", then the target of his attack would naturally be...

"Writer." Wen Qiaoyun shouted towards the door.

"Hey...? Who?" Han Yimo was stunned, "I...?"

"What?" Wen Qiaoyun was a little puzzled, "Aren't you a writer?"

"This..." Han Yimo smiled bitterly, "We are lousy writers, at best, we are "authors", not "writers". "

"In the eyes of laymen like us, they are all the same." Wen Qiaoyun said, "Do you want to come to me? Let's go to the "door" to decide the winner."

Wen Qiaoyun pointed to the "door" standing next to him, on which was written the word "hai".

"Go to the "door"..." Han Yimo frowned, turned his head and whispered, "Qiao Jiajin, now the opportunity is particularly good, let's go together to knock that woman unconscious, and then take the "word" in her hand! ”

“Uh…” Qiao Jiajin scratched his head after hearing this, “Writer, although our tactics are indeed like this, there is a small situation…”

“What situation?”

“I have worshipped Guan Erye.”

“Guan Er…” Han Yimo was speechless for a moment, “You… why the hell are you pretending to be noble? ! Don’t you thugs beat women? It’s not played like this in Hong Kong movies, there are a lot of cruel people.”

“I can’t represent everyone, but at least I am like this.” Qiao Jiajin said a little embarrassedly, “But after coming here, I did fight with a big woman. It’s not a question of whether to fight or not. The other party is too powerful and wants my life. In order to save my life, I can only deal with it seriously, but now it is obviously not the case.”

“No…then you don’t care about me?” Han Yimo said, “That woman looks too confident. She wants to fight me in the “door”...Are we really not going to rush up and knock her out? ! Don’t you consider doing what I say?”

“I have never taken advantage of someone in my life.” Qiao Jiajin said, “I always attack from behind. Even if the other party punches first, I can win with dignity. But now I suddenly rush up to snatch an unarmed pretty girl. For me, I feel ashamed of Brother Guan. But don’t worry, if that pretty girl really wants to kill you, I will save you.”

“You…you…” Han Yimo seemed a little out of control, and said through gritted teeth, “A supporting role like you deserves to be a minor role…! A supporting role…how can a supporting role have his own principles and ideas? You have to listen to the arrangements of the protagonist! ! If the supporting role has too many scenes, the readers will scold it! ! Who the hell wants to know what the supporting role thinks? ! ”

Qiao Jiajin sighed helplessly after hearing this: "Okay, okay... Now the other party has openly named you to fight with you, and you not only refuse, but also plan to ask me to help you fight her. Is this the protagonist?"

"I..." Han Yimo was stunned, and thought for several seconds before slowly saying, "The black-bellied protagonist is also the protagonist..."

"No matter whether you are black-bellied or not, make a decision now." Qiao Jiajin said, "If the other party names me to fight, I will agree. You think you are the protagonist, can the protagonist be stumped by such a small matter?"

"I..." Han Yimo was stunned by Qiao Jiajin's words again, and now he seemed to be held.

One step forward means entering the "door" one-on-one with Wen Qiaoyun, and one step back means that he is not the protagonist.

"Damn... Forget it..." Han Yimo said, "Go for it... Anyway, the protagonist can't lose... No matter how the plot develops, it will be in my favor in the end..."

Han Yimo took a few deep breaths and walked into the other party's room.

Before Qiao Jiajin could say anything, the "doors" on the four directions of the other party's room closed at the same time. Not only could nothing be seen, but all sounds were blocked out.