Everyone’s job transfer: This Berserker is too calm!

"Aha~ How can I be shaking M, he was always nearby at that time, and he would give me tips from time to time, just blame me for not having a strong sense of direction since I was a child, I don't accept a little, no matter where he is, he can return the same way, but I will get lost even if I follow him!"

Feng Xiaoxiao, who was criticized by Yan Zhixi, laughed dryly, wanting to divert the topic that he was shaking M.

"Even if he's always around! Aren't you angry that he observes your hesitation and fear when you get lost, just like a monkey in a zoo?!

The more Yan Zhixi thought about it, the more angry she became, and when she thought that her girlfriend had been bullied by that man since she was a child, she was full of unhappiness.

"Wandering and fearing? No, I'm as comfortable going back to the mountain as I am going home, and every time I go back intact, I'm so angry that I'm choking on him anyway, right? Poof~ I remember once I got lost in the mountains for a few days, and I went back with roast rabbits and turnips, but his expression when he drank porridge and ate pickles at home, that was called wonderful~"

Feng Xiaoxiao recalled that Ou Hua was so angry that his eyes lost focus, and when his brain was running rapidly, white smoke rose above his head, and Uncle Ou and Aunt Qiu on the side laughed forward and backwards, patting their legs and stomping their feet, and he couldn't help laughing.

Although he was tricked into getting lost in the mountains every time and being a bait for monsters, he was the one who was angry and confused in the end.

“... What kind of sadomasochism is this?

Yan Zhixi's expression froze, she didn't understand, her girlfriend hugged herself, and she could still think of her childhood sweetheart showing this 'happy' smile?

"What is not in love? The relationship between me and him is cleaner than boiled water, don't talk nonsense, ah, Aunt Qiu also took pictures at that time, I'll show you his expression at that time!

Feng Xiaoxiao pinched Yan Zhixi's jealous face, shrunk the game, and released Ou Hua's childhood photos from the album.

Yan Zhixi also looked at it with some curiosity.

The photo was taken from the side above.

The main perspective of the photo is a bowl of white porridge dotted with a few pickles in his hand, his eyes are hollow, his mouth is slightly open, and the top of his head is emitting white smoke at noon in summer, as if his brain capacity is a little insufficient.

And in the direction of the door, with two roast rabbits around his neck, half-gnawed humanoid ginseng in his pocket, open his arms, talking happily, and running in to hug Xiao Zhengtai's cute little Lori.

Except for the shoes that little Lori, the little skirt on her body is clean, and it doesn't look like she's lost outside...

The

moment he saw this kind of photo, Yan Zhixi suddenly felt empathy and understood why Feng Xiaoxiao would be so accommodating to him when he was a child.

If you have such a cute childhood sweetheart, you will accommodate him to mess around!

No, if you have such a cute childhood sweetheart, you can't become a lesbian!

"Cute, right? Cute, right?!

Feng Xiaoxiao triumphantly showed off his childhood sweetheart to Yan Zhixi.

"But my personality is disabled!"

Yan Zhixi took Feng Xiaoxiao's mobile phone and looked at the cute little Zhengtai on the phone that made people want to push.

But when she looks at it, she can't connect this very good Xiao Zhengtai with the man who is red-eyed (physical) at every turn.

"I think it's the same as before, is it because I'm used to it?"

Feng Xiaoxiao took the mobile phone that Yan Zhixi returned to him.

Isn't it still that I accidentally made a mistake now, and then Ou Hua came to accommodate himself?

"It's terrible to shake M, can't you play it anymore? Sleep without playing.

Yan Zhixi glanced at Feng Xiaoxiao speechlessly, and after the game map had been loaded, he urged Feng Xiaoxiao to hurry up.

Early the next morning, Xuanyou Prison in the Northern Regions of Shenzhou.

In the playground of this prison where super-rare grades are imprisoned and above.

More than 800 prisoners stood in a line on the playground, and in front of them was a middle-aged colonel with a stern expression and eyes as sharp as eagles.

"The rift in the abyss has touched the border wall, people are fighting every day, people are dying every day, the potion bottles consumed every day can fill a classroom, we have recruited two in the 'Hellphur Prison' in the Eastern Regions, one in the 'Lianfu Prison' in the Western Regions, and one in the 'Soul Burning Prison' in the Southern Regions, if you are willing, you will be sent into the abyss to investigate the cause of the mutation, who will go?" You have five minutes to think about it! The

voice of the middle-aged school officer Wang Weijun was as shocking as a dragon's groan, and the sky-high momentum proved that he was an extremely powerful four-turn profession!

However, although his voice was impassioned, the prisoners kept their heads down, looking at the sky and looking at the sky, and no one responded to him at all.

"If you die, we will send pennants, plaques and pensions to your family, your children, direct brothers and sisters will enjoy the treatment of the martyr's family, your charges will be removed from the archives, your name will be engraved on the 'Heroic Monument', your tomb will be buried in the Kyoto Heroic Cemetery, becoming a part of the history of China, if you can complete the mission and come back alive, you will be pardoned and go home, you still have three minutes to think about it..."

The middle-aged colonel looked straight ahead with his head held high, as if he were not facing prisoners, but with respect for the soldiers under him.

"Sir, can you do it with a tattoo?"

In the crowd of prisoners, one hand was raised in the air, and the surrounding prisoners spontaneously moved out of the way.

A bald young man of nineteen years old, with deep eyes, slightly sunken cheeks, and a very striking tattoo on the corner of the right side of his eye: 'arrogant, arrogant, stupid', strode up.

"Yes!"

Wang Weijun looked at the young man with a slightly ordinary appearance and replied succinctly and clearly.

"In what capacity will I die?"

The young man closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them, his eyes were more determined.

"Martyrs!"

Wang Weijun's gaze fell on the young man.

A prison guard took out a document and walked over, handing a document to the young man with extremely respectful hands.

"Count me in then."

The young man clenched his fists with both hands, suppressed the fear of the abyss in his heart, picked up the pen on the folder, and quickly wrote down his name without looking at the terms on the folder.

"You have one last minute to decide."

The officers looked around, loudly announcing their deadlines.

However, for a minute, no one responded to his inquiry.

The abyss is not a secret realm, even if all the monsters are super large secret realms of Lv.120, they will be willing to fight and fight.

But the abyss is a dead realm with infinite vitality, and there are countless full-level bosses who have fallen in the abyss.

Therefore, it is absolutely impossible to come back alive from the abyss and receive forgiveness.

The criminals who enter the abyss basically want to use their lives to make a name for a 'martyr', so that the family members who have been affected by their own crimes can return to their original routines.

After the prisoners in the playground dispersed, the young man was shackled by the prison guards that restricted his profession and skills.

He was then taken to the infirmary for a physical and occupational examination, and underwent an extremely high-profile, professional, and rigorous polygraph test.

After determining that the youth was eligible to enter the abyss, he was allowed to go back to his cell to clean up his finesse.

In the cell, the young man who simply cleaned up his bed knelt on the ground in the direction of his home, and kowtowed three times.

In the midst of the heavy kowtow, the young man with a broken forehead got up and walked to the school officer who was waiting quietly outside the cell door.

"You've already let your parents down once, don't let your 'mother' who is tormented by the abyss disappoint again."

The school officer took a deep look at the young man who needed the old leader's nod before he was allowed to be released on bail to carry out the mission in the abyss, and said earnestly.

"Don't tell my mother about this..."

The young man, who had performed well during his sentence and had his sentence reduced by two years, and now has only seven years left in his sentence, looked firmly ahead.

Although there was no life on this trip, he secretly swore that he would definitely return to his family alive.

Anger and resentment towards that man?

These unnecessary emotions have long been dissipated in the mother's phone call to let herself reform well, and the cry of striving to get out of prison as soon as possible...