Chapter 22

Han Li fell heavily to the ground again.

He gasped for a few breaths and supported his upper body on the floor with his palms.

Two hot beads of sweat dripped from his forehead and nose one after another, and two dark marks were fainted on the ground, like a pair of eyeballs of different sizes staring at him silently.

An indifferent voice came from above the head

"stand up."

Han Li looked up and looked up.

The boy hugged his arms and looked down at him from a high place. The shaking lights above his head blurred his facial features, but Han Li could still feel the gaze locked on him.

Han Li could feel danger, and a faint tremor and chill appeared inch by inch on his spine.

But there seemed to be something burning in the chest, like burning charcoal fire rolling around in the chest cavity, causing the hot flames to burn from muscles, bones and blood to the limbs and bones.

He reached out to support the wall beside him and stood up with some difficulty.

Chen Kong stood beside him with his arms in his arms, squinted carelessly, "Are you coming again?"

"Come."

Han Li wiped the sweat beads from his face and answered firmly.

The next second, before Han Li could see the other party's movements clearly, he felt a huge impact force pressing him hard to the wall. He subconsciously wanted to counterattack, but the other party couldn't hold back and could not catch it at all. His only hands and feet that could move were tightly squeezing in the next moment, and he could not move in a blink of an eye.

The other party's elbow pressed his throat. Han Li had no doubts. With a little force, his throat would be easily crushed.

As long as the other party wants.

The heart was swelling violently in his chest, and the suffocation from his throat made him dizzy. The winding sweat dripped into his eyes, causing pain like needles.

Han Li hired a personal coach to teach himself how to defend himself, and the other party did keep his hands everywhere, but the ruthless and deadly moves, as well as the rapid leaping and clamor of his heart, seemed to tell him clearly that the two were completely different.

Han Li raised his eyelids with difficulty and looked at the sinking air that controlled himself.

At the moment when their eyes met, Han Li felt his breathing stagnated.

In the blurred vision, the other person's eyes were so clear

Sharp, cruel, vivid, and vigorous, as if facing the blade, it stirs up the instinctive fear and tremor in my heart, as if sharp claws tear open the bloody wound in my chest, and hold the remaining heart hard.

With his eyes on him from the basement where the smell of disinfectant was filled with the smell of disinfectant eight years ago, Han Li almost had the illusion that the man suddenly burst out from his memories.

It was like seeing a silver blade with dried blood marks left by myself many years ago.

His mind was extremely confused and he had a strange feeling of time and space disorder.

Chen Kong noticed something was wrong with Han Li, and his subordinate relaxed his strength, helped him sit down on the spot, frowned and asked.

"It's okay"

Han Li was still immersed in the strange illusion in his mind and could not extricate himself. He shook his head in chaos, his voice a little hoarse because of the oppression of his throat.

"It's nothing."

Chen Kong's eyebrows were even deeper. He remembered that he had deliberately avoided the old wound on Han Li's knee just now. Did he accidentally get hurt?

He sat down on the spot, slid his palm on Han Li's knee, pressing his fingertips with a hidden force, trying to find the lesion.

Han Li was burned by the temperature of his palm, and his consciousness was finally pulled back to reality.

He raised his eyes and looked at the sunken air squatting not far in front of him. He was a little swaying for a moment. He had not noticed that Cheng Chen's hair was light brown in chestnut color. Under the light, it was like a layer of light broken gold, which softly surrounded his cheeks, as if the fluff of some kind of small animal looked soft, which made Han Li a little curious about how his real hands felt.

The light above his head was wavy with a warm yellow. The boy in front of him drooped his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast shadows on his fair cheeks, trembling gently with his blinking, like a butterfly wing that was about to fly.

Han Li fell into deep self-doubt again.

Just now

Is it an illusion

Chenkong found no trace of damage, but he had no intention of continuing. He got up from the ground, opened the refrigerator door, and took out two cans of ice beer.

He threw a can of it to Han Li.

Han Li, who was still wandering around, subconsciously caught it, and his hand was shaken by the cold metal shell of beer, and instantly woke up from his thoughts.

He looked up at Chen Kong and saw the other party pulling a chair and sitting under the window.

He was slumping on the chair lazily, tilting his neck and pouring wine into his mouth, without the dangers he had just now.

Han Li hesitated for a moment, reached out and pulled open the beer bottle pull ring, and snow-white foam instantly poured out from the narrow can. He was caught off guard and was covered in his hands.

Chen Kong let out a gloating laugh, and he was like a childish ghost who succeeded in a prank.

Han Li climbed up from the ground helplessly, took out tissues from the paper on the table and wiped his clothes and pants.

He looked at Chen Kong who was laughing happily, and his lips couldn't help but curl up.

Han Li's other hand was still holding the cold beer can. The sore palm was filled with water droplets condensed on the metal wall, which slowly overflowed through his fingers. A refreshing coldness rushed up from his palm, and his heart seemed to feel a little painful.

It feels strange, but it's not annoying.

The two of them quietly finished a can of beer.

Chen Kong's palm pressed a little hard, flattened the empty beer can, making a harsh sound of Krakela. He turned his head to look at Han Li

"It's quite late, it's time for you to leave."

As he said that, he stood up from the chair, walked to the sofa and picked up the schoolbag he threw on it, stuffed it into Han Li's hand, and smiled kindly at him, "By the way, don't forget to do your homework."

A minute later, Han Li stood in the narrow and dark corridor and was a little confused. He turned his head and looked at the door that had not been closed yet.

Chen Kong stood with one hand on the door, standing with a backlight, and the warm yellow light came from behind him. Han Li couldn't see his eyebrows and eyes clearly, and could only see his blurry outline.

Even his voice seemed to be coming from a distance, low and illusory

"I hope you have learned enough this time. After all, if I didn't do anything ruthless this time, it's not certain that others will."

After throwing down such a meaningful sentence, Chen Kong let go of his palm that was supporting the door and let the door panel close along with inertia.

"Click."

Locked down.

The boy's figure was hidden behind the door with the warm yellow light, leaving Han Li standing alone in the dark and cold corridor in a daze. He looked at the closed door thoughtfully, threw the backpack in his hand to his shoulder, and then turned around and walked downstairs.

As soon as the door was closed, the system's voice rang out like a death-seeking sound in my ears

"The behavior of the correction officer is detected to be detrimental to correct the three views of the target task. Please be reckless."

Chen Kong has now developed patience with the monotonous and boring metal sound of the system. He threw himself into the sofa and replied lazily in his mind.

"Didn't I say that since you want me not to be passive and slacking off, you must agree with my educational methods."

He took out a cigarette and held it on his lips, lowered his head and pointed it on.

The system's voice is still as usual. "The target character is the villain in this book. It is not conducive to the completion of the task. If the task cannot be completed, the corrector's points will be cleared, you"

"Okay."

Chen Kong did not answer in his mind this time, but spoke directly.

His voice was light and light, as soft as smoke scattered in the air, but it seemed to contain some deafening and terrifying coldness.

"When will you understand that I am willing to cooperate just because I am willing."

He shook the ashes, his light-colored eyes half-closed, his eyes as silent as wilderness, and his inorganic indifference under the light.

"There are so many people in the world who have correct views and love, but you chose me, a foreigner who is a hundred and eight thousand miles away from your purpose. I don't want to dig deep into the hidden truth, and I'm too lazy to figure out what's wrong with this so-called world in the book, so that you can do such a desperate move and have to let me complete the task."

Chen Kong leaned back on the sofa, his legs crossed

"I am an extreme hedonist. I like all the exciting and interesting things, so I am willing to take this one and lose money, not because I am afraid of death. If I care about my life, I will have retired long ago, do you understand?"

He casually brushed the ashes
Chapter completed!