Heroic Death System

Feng quietly bypassed the hot couple of men, quickly walked back to the living room and saw Shanko sitting next to a young man, behaving softly and blindly.

The scene I just saw in the corridor came to my mind again, sealed only feeling the blood surge, a fire oil burst, a few steps rushed past, a hand pulled up still, cold voice: “Let's go. ”

“Hey, the party's just starting.” The young man held Sankoh's other arm.

His eyes closed quickly and a capture almost dislocated the young man's wrist.

“Ah!” The young man screamed and let go.

Seal pulled Shang Co and was ready to go, but a group of people blocked the way.

“Out of the way!” Cold and cold.

“Boys, now that you're here, have fun with us.” An evil young man with brown hair grinned.

“Out of the way!” Repeat again.

“Don't you know what kind of party this is?” And one of them laughed, "Xing loves parties, especially for you kids who haven't seen the world. ”

Several younger youths laughed, while others had different expressions, excitement, anticipation, and some shyness. Obviously, they knew it beforehand and acquiesced.

They're as young as twelve! Do you want to play this big?

A glimmer of disgust flashed in his eyes, pushing away the youth in front of him, intending to forcibly break through.

“You all have to stay with me today.” The young man, who had just been almost broken by a seal, walked over and gave a firm order.

“What if we don't stay?” Looking at them unemotionally.

“Then don't blame us for being rude.” The young man made a gesture to his companion.

The seal did not wait for them to close, fly one foot, kick the coffee table over, and then punch a young man closest to him, directly beating him to the nosebleeds and screaming.

Still not idle, he grabbed the other's arm, twisted it back hard, listened only to "click”, his arm gloriously dislocated.

Like two delicate tigers, they rushed into a group of robust sheep and launched a unilateral “massacre”.

Daisy and others backed aside in panic, staring at the chaos in front of them.

The fight lasted only three minutes before it was over, lying flat on the ground, and Jean-Claude and Seal didn't even mess up their corners.

Jean took out his phone and clicked on a couple of special effects, laughing: “Have fun today, we'll meet again later. ”

promised? He glanced at him unjustly.

Jean-Claude looked at Daisy and others and warned, "Daisy, don't throw another party like this, or I'll call the police. You too!”

The last sentence is addressed to other children who do not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

“FUCK...” Someone stamped his neck with a sealed leg before cursing.

In a groan-song, the seal held Sankoh's hand and stretched out.

“Shit, wait for me.” The young man who wanted to go out with Jean-Claude yelled at their backs.

Daisy walked up to him and whispered, “Clyde, I'm so sorry, I forgot to tell you that Buno and Ian are both good at Z-kung fu...”

Clyde: "@ ¥@ # % ¥#! ”

“Are you hurt?” As can be seen, his face was gloomy and he asked.

“Nothing.” Seal the airways, "and don't go to this messy party again! ”

“Of course.” He doesn't want to fuck his knots off yet.

The seal is still gloomy.

“Well, what happened to you?” Jean-Claude felt that his emotions seemed a little off.

“Did that man do anything strange to you just now?” He asked with a tight face.

Is it weird to invite him to ONS?

“No." The world of adults is too complicated, so don't pollute the innocent minds of children.

“Really?” he sealed his eyes sharply, his naive face still undressed, and he stifled a little bit of hegemony.

Still calm down.

Shut your mouth and stop talking. There is no need for Coco to know about things like that between men and men, lest they pollute his pure heart. (Shanko: Huh?

When you get home, you can take off your coat and go into the bathroom.

Feng was called by Mr. Felger to play a game of chess. By the time he returned, he had beautifully washed a hot bath, and his semi-wet hair was pulled in front of his forehead. His white skin seemed to carry a little moisture. He wore only one T-shirt, and his long legs bent slightly. He stepped on a dark blue mattress, making it look more white and refined.

His eyes darkened and he sat down beside Shanko. He reached out and squeezed his hand on his right leg. He asked softly: "Does it hurt again? ”

"Well, sort of," said Jean-Claude. ”

“I'll take care of the fighting in the future, I'm not the child who used to need protection.” Massage him with skill, he will not forget that Cocoa's leg was injured for him, if he hadn't defended his life, he would have died long ago. Cocoa is irreplaceable to him.

So, what about him for cocoa? And what is it?

“Well, okay.” I was lazy enough to respond.

Seal looked up at him and saw him pillowing on the ugly bear, squeezing his eyes, looking uncomfortable. The T-shirt on your body flips up slightly, revealing white belly and black underwear, with your left leg resting on the side of the bed, gently shaking, and your right leg arched, leaving it to be kneaded under a seal.

Sealed eyes swung over him uncontrollably. The scene I saw earlier at Daisy's villa struck his brain again, but the two people in the picture replaced him with his monk...

Standing up in silence, he rushed into the bathroom on his own.

Jean-Claude opened his eyes and looked strangely towards the bathroom: go early if you want to be convenient, why do you have to hold yourself like this?

Leaning back behind the bathroom door, he gasped impatiently, underneath - his body was swollen and sore, his body seemed to ignite a flame, burning his whole body.

Quickly remove clothes, open the sprinkler, and rinse directly with cold water.

Looking down at the tall thing below me, my face flashed with embarrassment. He knew what it meant, but the impulse came so suddenly that he was surprised.

Is he a little premature?

He stayed in the bathroom for almost an hour, and by the time he came out, he had fallen asleep in a blanket.

You can fall asleep, or he's really worried he'll see something. He climbed onto the bed with his hands and feet closed and lay carefully beside Sankoh, staring at his sleeping face with several clusters of flames in his eyes.

“Cocoa…” In the darkness, the seal emitted a bitter sigh.

The next day at school, the two of them just walked into the classroom and Daisy ran over and said, "Clyde and I asked about you yesterday, and it might be bad for you. Be careful, Clyde's family is rich and famous playboy from nearby colleges. ”

“If you knew he was a playboy, why did you involve the other kids?” The tone of Sankoh is rarely quite harsh.

"They're all voluntary," Daisy said. ”

“So we volunteer, too?” I'm not happy yet, "you invited us to a party that didn't say what nature it was! ”

Daisy lowered her head and whispered, “I'm not afraid you won't come. ”

“Great, we won't be attending any more parties as long as you host them.” Having said that, you can stop ignoring her.

The seal didn't even look at Daisy, and her attention was on Sankoh. He thinks his cocoa is really nice! No one can compare.

Daisy pouted and walked away negatively.

As Daisy reminded me, Jean-Claude and Seal were in love with Clyde.

That evening, they partnered to gather information about Clyde using online technology.

You can look into Clyde's family background, and the seal is responsible for hacking into Brad's computer.

A moment later, he could say, "His father is CEO of Starscream Technologies, his mother is a well-known pianist with a family of over 100 million, and he does have a lot of influence in Banca County. ”

He then elaborated on Clyde's other information, saying it for a while, and found his face stiff with his hands sealed and his laptop pressed.

“Psst?” He looked at him suspiciously.

Seal turned back and quickly lit his finger on the keyboard a few times before saying, “It doesn't matter what identity he is. Importantly, we have his handle. ”

“What?” You can put it around him and look at it on his computer screen.

Close a folder with hundreds of photos, all of Clyde's and different women's gorgeousness. On that scale, it really brushed the sky. Forgive me for the centuries of my life experience, but I couldn't help but blush.

He quickly switched the page and turned to the seal: “Just hold it for now, don't look too much. ”

Feng kept an eye on his reaction, seeing his face slightly red, his eyes couldn't help but darken and a low "hmm” sound.

Relax and pat the sealed shoulder, and say, "We're young, these filthy things are not for us so young and ignorant. ”

Seal: “…”

Finish, throw the notebook on the bed and rush to the bathroom with joy. There's a handle in his hand. Let him have three heads and six arms!

When you can leave, tap on another page with a folder signed "PLAY GAY”.

“PLAY GAY” contains not photographs, but calcium tablets! Real human battle, all kinds of moves, subtle details.

He accidentally opened one just now, looked bloody hot, reacted strongly, almost poked the notebook through. Luckily, the notebook was too hard to embarrass him on the spot. Fortunately, the notebook was plugged in with headphones, and those high, low, fluctuating, magnificent artificial multiplexes in the video were not released.

Before it even came out, all the video files were hidden and encrypted, while a supervirus was inserted in the catalogue, and a disguise was made with a file called the Academic Investigation of Human Behavior Report.

Look at your computer screen in silence: Isn't that what this TM is all about? What a fool!

But he also implicitly realized that he might really be gay and have that idea of cocoa.

Thinking of this, Feng suddenly feels that he can't look directly at cocoa...