"Two things!" The young man stretched out his two fingers, shook his eyes in front of Cao Nian, and said in a majestic tone like a parent: "As we are calm, no, it should be said that it is the premise for me to communicate with you calmly."

"First, I'm not a middle school student."

Looking at the expression on Cao Nian's face that seemed to say, "Are elementary school students so precocious now?", the boy seemed a little angry.

"Not even a primary school student!"

Cao Nian was extremely surprised, and the boy's anger was the same: "I'm 28 this year. Do you dare to look at me with such eyes? Believe it or not, I'll dig out your eyes?"

Cao Nian turned his head and looked at the other side. The boy frowned because of the anger of leaving, and continued: "Second, don't try to get close to me, and don't have physical movements unless you want to miss your arms and legs."

Cao Nian retracted his hand that wanted to touch his head in a suspicious manner.

"Why?"

"Because I'm a killer!"

The boy's cold expression suddenly made him mature ten years old!

Killer?

Cao Nian's mouth raised slightly, and his sallow face turned red because he forced his smile, but even though he had already clenched his teeth, he still couldn't help but laugh as "Ke Ke". This is a magical era. Teenagers, especially boys, suffer from minor or serious secondary disease. He always fantasizes that he is the protagonist of the story, a cold killer, a domineering president, or a chosen son, who will save the world. His body is sunk

The lower the heavy schoolbag, the fantasies in his mind are so novel. Even the literary works with the most magnificent contemporary imagination cannot be compared with the delusions of young people. Looking at Cao Nian's smile, No. 21 knew that he was underestimated by Cao Nian. The blue veins on his forehead swelled up, his fists were resting on his knees, clenched tightly, suppressing his anger, and preventing himself from roaring: "Just laugh, but don't regret it in the future, don't beg me to save you."

Seeing that he was a little depressed, as if his self-esteem had been hit, Cao Nian took a long breath and slowly vomited it out to prevent himself from laughing. After calming down, Cao Nian said solemnly: "Okay, I believe what you said. Why do you talk about serious things?"

The boy who claimed to be a killer did not speak immediately, but glanced around with the light of his eyes, and made sure that no one noticed them (especially the three instructors), then he casually spoke: "Knife, I need a knife!"

Cao Nian didn't think much and said firmly: "Knife? No!"

"Although this knife is a little small, it is not useless. Maybe one day it will save my life? I will give you the knife, what should I do?"

This battlefield of reincarnation is not the real world. It is not important to respect the elderly and love the young, and the spirit of "letting the pear" is meaningless. Novice are all clay bodhisattvas crossing the river, and they are hard to protect themselves. Who has the leisure to take care of whom? Although everyone is still encouraging each other and talking about supporting each other in trouble, when the danger comes, will it still be better than who will run faster and who will be more lucky than who? If someone really sacrifices himself, then this person will be a living bodhisattva, or he has a donkey kicked in the head.

After listening to Cao Nian's answer, the boy was not surprised. He still looked indifferent and was so dull that Cao Nian was in a daze and suddenly felt that his eyes were really like a mature and steady middle-aged man. As for whether he was twenty-eight years old, it is unknown.

However, these are not enough to prove his identity as a killer. Because Cao Nian has limited knowledge, his understanding of the so-called killer is limited to film and television works and online novels. Therefore, in his mind, the killer should be cold and ruthless, and at the same time he is teased by fate and cannot help himself. His words and behaviors should be cool and vicissitudes. Of course, if some paranoid and madness are added, it will be wonderful. The image of the boy is incompatible with the word "killer". Take a step back and say that even if he is not accompanied by sunflowers and little loli like Lyon, he has a tiger sniffing roses in his heart, and he has a unique style. At least he should have a decent windbreaker and sunglasses, a little colder.

But look at the boy in front of me. He was wearing a long-sleeved red and white dress, loose and fat, with long scattered hair, shiny and shiny. He was wearing a pair of yellowed sneakers on his feet, and it was a little out of line. This was clearly the dress of a middle school student who was paid by his mother to buy soy sauce on the street! If he was really a killer, then there was no doubt that he had lowered the threshold for the entire industry.

Many thoughts suddenly popped up in Cao Nian's mind. After all, the word "killer" sounds really imaginative.

"I know you have concerns. After all, there are dangers here. If you don't have weapons, you can't feel at ease. But have you ever thought about it? In terms of your physical fitness, this knife may be good to use to cut fruits, but it is possible to rely on it to save your life?! You hold the knife just to give yourself a psychological comfort. If you really encounter danger, I'm afraid you can't even hold the knife." No. 21's words were very straightforward. To be more precise, they were arrogant. Just say, 'You are a waste of holding the knife, so why not give it to me'.

But Cao Nian did not deny his remarks, and did not argue, but held the knife on his belt. He knew in his heart that the young man was right, but he could not do it if he wanted to give up his life to help others. It was like you told a beggar that the money you wanted was not enough to make you a rich man anyway. It would be better to forget it all and I would invest it! Do you think the beggar would agree?

The ancient sages promoted the good nature of human nature and taught the world to do good every day, but they talked about a lot of great principles, and all the classics were piled up, and no one in the world was determined to be kind. If they were not good, they would not be able to show that others were good. If they were good, they hoped to be better than others. This was the norm for petty citizens. After all, Cao Nian was just a petty citizen. If he had not been forced into a dead end, he would never have done anything earth-shaking.

Even if an ant is alive, how could Cao Nian give up easily?

Cao Nian's face changed again and again, but the young man showed a fearless face, as if he was not afraid of not agreeing. Taking advantage of Cao Nian's efforts, No. 21 boredly pulled a branch and used the broken piece to draw a circle on the ground. Halfway through the drawing, he scraped off some soil stuck to his shoes with the branches. This way, he looked a bit like a harmless boy.

After a long silence, Cao Nian finally spoke: "If you need weapons, why not look for the instructor, but come to me instead?"

No. 21 smiled because he heard the meaning of compromise from Cao Nian's words: "This has to be said slowly. First of all, what role do you think the instructors play?"

"Aren't the role? Isn't it the instructor?"

"I'll make it clearer. Do you think this so-called test is difficult for them?"

Is it difficult? Of course it is not difficult. Three instructors, one with a magical marksmanship, one with amazing strength, and the other with profound and profoundness, are not ordinary people, and one person is more than enough to be worth dozens of people. These so-called tests and beasts are not a big deal for them.

"I seem to understand what you mean." Cao Nian thought carefully and suddenly thought of something: "You mean their tasks are different from ours? We want to live, and they want to help us survive? Or, let more people live! They are like nannies?"

"It's a strict nanny!" Cao Nian passed away at one o'clock, which surprised No. 21. He continued: "So, in order to keep us alive, they will lead us all the way, instead of leaving us behind and rushing to the target location alone. So, given this situation, do you think if the instructors have weapons, they will hide it?"

Cao Nian touched his forehead and suddenly said, "I understand a little bit... You mean, if the weapons are enough, then the safest way is to have a weapon for everyone. Don't everyone have the ability to protect themselves? But the reality is that among the more than 20 newcomers, I only got a knife. This means... They don't have enough weapons? That's right!"

The boy was overjoyed and said in agreement: "You guy is quite clear-headed. Then think about it, why don't they bring enough weapons?"

“So…is it the rules limiting them?”

"Bingo! You finally thought of this. The instructors came here to carry out missions with us, but besides the weapons in their hands, do you see what props they have on them? As a veteran who has completed several trials and even had more physical strength than ordinary people or even more. Do you think they will lack weapons? So the rules can only limit them. Of course, this is also deliberately increasing the difficulty for us. Think about it, if we each had a hot weapon, what prehistoric creatures would we be afraid of? They would kill them all in one round! For novices,

It’s not a disaster, but a paradise for points-making! And the veterans who play the role of “nanny” are naturally happy to see this scene. But if we pass the first trial easily, can we adapt to this change once we leave the instructor in the future? I think it is absolutely not easy. This will have no impact on the veterans, but it is irresponsible to us." No. 21 said a lot in one breath, and finally he added: "So, the short knife in your hand is probably the small iron tool we can see in this trip."

"But these are just our guesses," Cao Nian said.

"But no one has any weapons, except you, this is a fact! The knife in your hand is of great significance, and it is a little hope for you and me to survive. So, we might as well take a step back. Give me the knife, and I will protect you from safety and do my best!"

The boy's scattered face suddenly became serious. Although he looked funny, Cao Nian couldn't laugh.

"You protect me? It's not that I doubt your ability, but I am a man who is born suspicious and it's hard to trust others. Sometimes, I even hope that I don't be so serious, but I can't do it. Do you think you have any way to make me believe that you have such ability?" Cao Nian's intentions are already very obvious. He can provide weapons, but No. 21 must also be qualified to use weapons.

The boy smiled, as if he was ready. He picked up a stone the size of a palm in his left hand and put on a stand-up posture with his right hand. Under Cao Nian's gaze, he slashed the stone with a knife. He actually fought against the stone with his body. If he wasn't crazy, he would definitely be a master. No. 21 was obviously the latter, because the stone was shattered by him!

The debris fell from the teenager's hand, and Cao Nian was shocked to see the broken stones cracked into two pieces. He took the broken stones from the teenager's hand and pinched them. He knew that this was not a fool, nor was it a prop made of gypsum, but a real pebbles! Can ordinary people do it by chopping pebbles with their hands? People should not behave like a person. No. 21, who looks like a boy, is really a killer, or a kind with particularly powerful kung fu.

Cao Nian whispered: "It seems... you didn't lie to me."

Killer 21 said: "Did you agree? Give me the knife?"

Cao Nian said: "I won't do a loss-making business. I can lend you a knife, but we have three rules."

On the 21st, he thought for a while and finally agreed: "You said."

Cao Nian expressed his plans, his eyes dripping, obviously having selfishness. But No. 21 was not an ordinary person. He kept bargaining with Cao Nian, a little smarter than the merchant, and finally even laughed, just like a weasel who wished the chicken a New Year. Both of them discussed in a false way with a face that they felt was perfect. If it were in the real world, neither of them would have so much patience, but now death is urging them behind them, forcing them to use each other. Of course, to put it nicely, this is called "mutual benefit and win-win". However, during the communication, the two of them were secretive about their selfishness and did not mention it, although both sides knew it well.

In the eyes of others, Cao Nian was talking and laughing with a teenager, but no one knew that they were making plans for their long-term future. Any decision now will affect the whole body in the next period of time and will not be careless at all.

After chatting for half an hour, the two finally reached a consensus. Behind their smiles were the most satisfying conditions.

"How did you know I would agree?" Cao Nian finally couldn't help asking curiously.

"Because I saw the desire to survive in your eyes," the boy said, "You are the kind of person who can do anything to survive."

"Survival?" Cao Nian really hoped to survive, or even to the end, until he left the trial field: "There are more than 20 people here, which one of them did not hope to survive?"

No. 21 shook his head: "For them, this is the last carnival. They just want to live, but they don't know why they want to live."

Cao Nian asked, "What about you?"

No. 21 rubbed his hands: "This is the starting point for my revenge to the world..."

Looking at the boy's melancholy and resolute side face, Cao Nian muttered in his heart, "It turns out that he is still a second-second patient..."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!