"So at the end of the day, what is it that has become different from before?"

I muttered softly as I turned past the sharp knife coming from behind. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info raised his head and saw the surprised appearance of his roommate Wang Zuo, and suddenly a sense of superiority in IQ filled his chest from his internal organs, and finally gushed out, turning into a contemptuous smile on his face: "I think you may not know that the protagonist who is caught in the memories is invincible." ”

Immediately after, I raised my foot and kicked Wang Zuo's knee while reaching out to grab the mouse on the table. Wang Zuo, who was caught off guard, was hit by this kick, and his body showed a temporary flaw in a flash, and I clicked on a song on the computer in an instant:

"The program of action of the cruel angels, boy, let's go and become a myth..."

My roommate Wang Zuo didn't pay attention to my strange behavior, nor was he distracted by the passionate singing, he quickly took a half-step backward to stabilize the plate, and then took an arrow forward, and the sharp blade was pointed directly at my throat. The sword light arrived before it could be seen, and it was already close the moment I saw it. At the last moment, I used a little force under my feet and jumped backwards at incredible speed, dodging the blow while opening up about two meters of distance from Wang Zuo. Watching him freeze in place with his knife in front of him gave me great satisfaction in an instant. That's right, that's how things should be, that's how the world should be! I calmly landed on my feet, enjoying the tremendous confidence.

Everything is under control, with such a feeling, I said sarcastically: "Young Wang Zuoyou, you may still not know that in my BGM, no one can beat me." ”

Wang Zuo was as indifferent as a piece of wood, and with a flick of his right arm holding the knife back, he rushed towards me again. The two-metre distance took only three steps, and it took him only one breath to take three steps. After a breath, he rushed in front of me, and then I sneered and slammed back with a broom, and the process was as easy as swinging a bat. At the critical moment, Wang Zuo raised his hands to block the blow, but the huge momentum was not substantially dissolved. The plastic broom was broken into two pieces, and Wang Zuo's cannonball flew out upside down, slammed into the security door, and fell to the ground.

I looked at the broom that was only half cut in my hand, and where it was broken, a satisfying sharp opening. At this time, Wang Zuo seemed to want to get up, so I shook it casually and pierced the spike into his thigh. I was intoxicated by the screams and reminded me that things were different. In the previous retracements, I was thinking about how to find clues, and I always felt that Wang Zuo, who showed amazing strength, was invincible, and always thought that all kinds of coincidences revealed the huge conspiracy behind the incident. However, in fact, even if all of the above is not too much to worry about, it is not wrong to press Wang Zuo to the ground like this.

With a long laugh, I grabbed the mop next to the broom, stabbed it forward with great force, and pressed the dirty head against Wang Zuo's face. He struggled to get up again, and I swung my mop high and smashed it on his shoulder like garlic.

"Poke, aren't you very good at stabbing me to death, stand up and continue to stab, take out the thunder from the crotch of your pants and up!"

"Uncle Ben is also an expert, whether it is a cosmic person or an alien, he has hacked dozens of them to death, and I have seen thousands of things like yours, I don't understand why you use courage to fight me? Well, why? ”

"Which god and Buddha in Chang'an didn't sell me three points of thin noodles back then, when will it be your turn to be presumptuous like you?"

The wooden mop rod was stronger than the plastic, but it quickly broke in two under such a stormy attack. This time the opening was sharper than the last one, and it looked particularly pleasant with wooden spikes. I took it and compared it to Wang Zuo's heart, and the light in my eyes became brighter and brighter. In a desperate situation, Wang Zuo hooked a round stool with his right foot, and kicked it very reluctantly to make it fly towards me. Naturally, I easily dodged such a playful attack, but after the round stool flying past me smashed into the shelf, it magically hit my computer.

For a moment, the dormitory fell silent.

At this point, there is only one fight. I gritted my teeth and stabbed Wang Zuo who was sitting on the ground, but this stab took two breaths. Naturally, Wang Zuo dodged the attack with a casual roll, and then raised his leg and kicked on my lower abdomen. The blow was not as strong as the broom I picked up earlier, but it was much more skillful. The strength of the feet does not come out, and it does not pass directly through the body, but hits all kinds of organs through the skin and internal organs. In an instant, I vomited a mouthful of blood, staggered back a few steps, and finally leaned back on the shelf bed.

Blood kept dripping down from the corners of my mouth, and I felt dizzy, and in my blurred vision, Wang Zuo had already stood up. As if repeating itself, he walked towards me step by step with the same solemn smile. Earlier, I asked myself, "What is it that has become different?" If there is one answer to this question, it is: "There are more concerns." "In" What is justice? "On this issue, Miss Meizi really sees it more thoroughly than us." When you see something unfair, you swing your fist to fight, and when you see something you can't bear, you reach out and pull. "Justice should be such a simple thing.

If you think about it, since I went to college, have I ever been able to do something like this, and have I ever fought like this again? Actually, it's not that I don't know that true justice should be as smooth as this, but I always want to solve the problem in a more subtle and complete way that no one will be hurt...

But in fact, when Ultraman defeated the little monster, did he care how many high-rise buildings he pushed to?

I let out a long laugh again, and said to Wang Zuo with a mouth full of warm and salty: "You are really ignorant and pathetic, you don't know that you can't fight with people who can fall into memories in battle, and you don't know that you can't fight with people who bring their own BGM, and in the end, you still don't know that you can't fight with people who deeply believe in the bonds between comrades..."

With my big Lu Hongzhong-like announcement, the passionate BGM came out of the mobile phone, ringing throughout the room, and then, I was hot, and a nameless giant force gushed out of my lower abdomen. As if it was a matter of course, I flew and pounced, knocked Wang Zuo in front of me to the ground, and raised my right hand holding half of the broom high, and fell, and there was no suspense.

"In my BGM, no one can beat me." Of course, I know what the disadvantages of this tactic are, so I dialed Yang Gao's phone at the beginning of the battle, hoping that he could help me make up the BGM at a critical time. Whether this sentence is or the declaration just now, in fact, it is not for this Wang Zuo to hear. After all, unlike him, who is both ignorant and pathetic, I am an expert full of wisdom, and I know the truth that the villain dies from too much talk.

As for why you don't just use your phone to play BGM, it's actually very simple, because I haven't listened to this song since college, so it's not saved in my phone.

Now Wang Zuo had been pushed to the ground by me, and half of the broom was plunged deep into his chest, dark red blood oozing around him, and soon stained the clothes on his chest. After being beaten like a rice cake by me, he is now completely out of human form. Even if the matter is resolved satisfactorily in the end, I am afraid that there is no reason for him to come back to life. As I said before, as a roommate, my friendship with Wang Zuo is not bad, but now my heart is also sad. However ...

That's a no-brainer.

I wiped the sweat stains from my forehead and decided that the next step would be to investigate Wang Zuo's body. So I pulled out my broom, and then I found that there was no heart in my chest that had been pierced as expected.

Instead, there was a broken mouth, a golden chalice. The next moment, countless black mud poured out of the breach, and in less than a quarter of the time to exhale, I was completely swallowed.