"Uhh

With a scream, Yingli fell to the ground.

He had a knife stuck in his back, and a green fire was constantly surrounding it.

The knife stuck in his back, but it hurt his heart.

At this moment, he was in a room similar to a lecture hall, and he had fallen a little in front of the podium. The background of the entire lecture hall is red, with red walls, red seats, and even the floor. The only difference is that the eight lamps on the ceiling are neatly arranged, emitting a yellowish-white light.

Looking at the rows of seats, there were two people standing at the top. One of them was dressed in a blood-red garment with a mask on his head. And next to him, standing were his familiar colleagues, who were also brothers.

"Fire General" Jiang Hu.

Yingli's face was pressed against the ground, and her lips were white. He didn't know what kind of expression he should use to face Jiang Hu.

"Let's ...... How long have we known each other?"

Jiang Hu said slowly: "It's been ten years. ”

"Hmph, hmph, it's been ten years!" Yingli sighed, completely ignoring the blood flowing behind his back.

His face trembled slightly, and his cheeks puffed up: "I didn't expect that ten years of friendship would be exchanged for the sharp knife on my back!"

His heart suddenly couldn't give rise to any hatred, only a momentary sigh. His parents died early, and there were no other relatives in the world. He merged his family affection into the ocean of friendship, and only hoped that his feelings could have some sustenance.

It's a pity that everything is gone.

Yingli reluctantly raised his head and looked carefully at the "brother" who had worked with him for ten years. What a familiar face, what a strange heart!

"What do you see me doing?" Jiang Hu looked at Yingli staring at him with a pair of tiger eyes, staring at him so much that his heart was furious.

Yingli shook his head: "I've looked at your face for ten years, but I can't think of it." ”

He suddenly remembered the meaning of his hesitant words when he separated from Li Feihong for the last time, but unfortunately he didn't think about it.

"In the past ten years, you don't have too many hobbies, you don't get involved in pornography, gambling and drugs, and you don't want money and beauties. Why, why did you betray us?" Yingli was seriously injured, but his voice was sonorous and fierce. He really didn't understand that the close friendship between the three of them in the past was once gone. Until now, it was as if he was still in a dream.

He only hoped it was a dream.

"Why?" Jiang Hu showed a mocking smile: "In this world, some people are famous, and some people are profit. Some people can't walk when they see a beautiful woman, and some people can't eat when they hear the sound of gambling money.

But what I need is a sense of accomplishment!"

He stretched out his right hand and snapped his fingers: "In the sixth game, you are the only one who values friendship the most, and I would also like to see what happens when a person loses the trust of his important emotions?"

"You ...... Maniac......" Yingli was so angry that she couldn't speak, and her fists were sweating.

"What, do I need to apologize to you?" Jiang Hu pouted.

Yingli looked at him and said word by word: "If you want to apologize, say sorry to Shen Guo first!"

Shen Guo......

"Alright!" the masked man said, "Jiang Hu was our man before he went to the sixth game!"

What the?

Yingli couldn't believe it, he was famous for his mind in the sixth game, and there were no less than dozens of large and small tasks, but he didn't expect that there was a mole by his side!

"Do you know who is the best to deceive in the ten years that I have been lurking?" Jiang Hu smiled and said, "It's you!"

Yingli's eyes widened suddenly!

"Is it hard to understand?" Jiang Hu shrugged, "Before I sneaked in, I checked the entry information of the sixth game. At the end of the check, I found that you are the best breakthrough point!

You've lost both of your parents, and you value friendship very much. If anyone can be your friend, you will defend him at all costs. You don't think about it, if anyone is going to betray you, because you don't dare to think about it. ”

Jiang Hu's words were like a knife, cutting Yingli back and forth, and in the end, all that was left was a mess of rotten meat.

I remember that day, 8-year-old Yingli entered a study class, which was the place where she studied and eliminated before entering the sixth game.

There, he met thirteen-year-old Jiang Hu. At that time, because of the death of his parents, he became extremely inferior, but Jiang Hu was like a big brother, talking to him and standing up for him. Four years later, he entered the sixth game at the age of twelve in a record-breaking way, and became a good story in the sixth game. There, he met another big brother, "Drunken Knife" Shen Guo. The three of them often do tasks together, live and die together, and it has been ten years together.

Is this fate?

He smiled wryly and buried his head deeply.

At this time, Jiang Hu said to the masked man: "I'll leave it to you here, I'm going to go over there and have a look." With that, he turned around and walked through the gate above.

"Alright! The old story is over!" the masked man spread his hands, "I'm a good talker, do you have any last words?"

Yingli wanted to speak and stopped.

He remembered the "black ants" who had broken in with him, all of whom had now been sacrificed. He suddenly had a feeling that his heart of silence was greater than death.

"I just want to ask, why are you doing this?"

"You mean experiments? I thought you found out. ”

The masked man chuckled, "Thanks to my innate talent, I naturally want to extract the genes in it and create super soldiers. Of course, you've seen my results, isn't that amazing?"

"Hmph!" Yingli said no more.

"Alright!" he slowly walked down the stairs, his leather shoes clattering on the carpet.

"Now, it's time to get you on your way!"

With a move of his hand, a long knife broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Yingli.

Yingli didn't react in the slightest, and the skills he had cultivated in the past were now useless.

Am I going to die?

Just as the long knife was about to cut through his chest, an extremely strong dark energy rushed over and knocked the long knife away.

A man stood in front of him.