I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 128
Peter Davis looked at Song Qingci, and paused slightly for the movements of his hands.

In the next second, he withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "I know you. You are 'Blood Rose', the person who is known as the person who may become Xiao Qing's second."

As he spoke, Peter shook his head: "I guess you seem to have misunderstood something. There is no irreconcilable conflict between us. In addition, you may have heard some bad rumors about me from others. It made you very wary of me."

"Actually, the two of us are very similar, at least in terms of fighting style," he said sincerely, "You use double knives, and I use a sickle, both open and close. We can have a good communication with each other. experience is right."

Hearing this, Song Qingci said coldly: "Who will communicate with you."

"With all your arrogance and disrespect, go now," she said, "otherwise I don't mind fighting you before anyone else arrives."

She seems to be very uncomfortable with Peter for some special reasons, so her tone has been particularly blunt until now, and she will draw her knife out of its sheath if she seems to disagree with each other, and lay the cold shining blade across the opponent's neck Same.

This strange attitude made Ding Yan and the others startled slightly.

According to their conception, Song Qingci should not be such a strong and aggressive person.

It seems that this guy named Peter really has a bad impression on Song Qingci's side.

Otherwise, she would at least be indifferent instead of overly aggressive like she is now.

Summarizing the reasons, they think that the problem with Peter is most likely.

Although Song Qingci is a bit arrogant, rigid, and saintly, she will never lose her temper for no reason. Someone must have provoked her!

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but look at Peter, and their eyes were very unkind to each other.

Under such intertwined gazes, the smile on Peter's face remained unchanged.

He looked at the other people one by one, and when he saw Ding Yan, his eyes lingered for an extra moment.

Soon, he looked away and smiled heartily at Song Qingci: "Since Miss Song doesn't want to see me so much, then I don't want to grieve too much."

"But before that, shouldn't we settle the previous problems?"

what is the problem?
The eyes of Ding Yan and others revealed such a meaning.

Looking at them, Peter grinned slightly.

"You bump into someone, you have to apologize."

As he said that, he glanced at Li Jingwen very easily: "Or are you so rude that you don't even want to apologize after bumping into someone?"

"The people in your team are still so vulgar and completely uneducated," he said with a smile, "or, is it because you don't have parents to teach?"

"Then I don't mind teaching you a few good words. Of course, this is the basic etiquette for rude people."

He said, "You're welcome."

After saying this sentence.

Ji Qianqin's face changed instantly.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at Peter gradually becoming dangerous.

Ding Yan next to him wanted to pull her back, telling her not to act rashly, but Ji Qianqin gave her a "it's okay" look in return.

She knows all too well what the little [beep] bastard with a mouth dirtier than his bottom is really planning.

After all, don't you just want to spray?

Ji Qianqin rants about her guilt and Song Qingci.

In front of her, the two of them could be said to be speechless, which was enough to see her skill in this area.

Taking a deep breath, she nodded towards Peter, looking very polite.

In the next second, almost a long list of foreign language words poured out of Ji Qianqin's mouth without any pause, even without stumbling or repetition!

The endless voice echoed in Peter's ears, making his expression slightly startled.

He looked at Ji Qianqin in disbelief.

This was the first time Peter felt that a person could speak sarcasm and ridicule so... fluently.

Ji Qianqin didn't swear all the time, or at least didn't say any inappropriate words explicitly.

She's just acting weird.

For example, what do you say that your speech smells so bad must be because you like to eat and fart on weekdays, or the thing above your brain has all functions except thinking, even if it is placed on the booth, it is like a newly unearthed cultural relic. Full of uncivilized research value.You teach manners yourself but you can’t enforce them yourself. Could it be that your parents bought them with expired coupons, or is it that your manners are actually in a state of quantum superposition?
In short, Ji Qianqin spoke very happily, and Peter was troubled when he heard it.

After a while, he forced a smile and patted his clothes: "That's right, I overestimated you all."

"After all, I came from that country, and there are no nobles, so naturally I don't understand what 'noble etiquette' is."

He withdrew his hand and pulled out a smiling face: "Speaking of which, how is your captain from last year doing now?"

"His injury should not be healed yet?" He said, "If necessary, then we don't mind finding a few excellent doctors to go there."

"After all, no one understands 'poison' better than us. If the poison of yours is delayed for too long, there is no certainty about the consequences..."

heard.

The faces of the seniors who were standing behind Ding Yan changed instantly.

They took a step forward and looked at Peter with serious expressions.

The students standing behind Peter also took a step forward, with funny smiles on their faces, looking a little excited and crazy.

The two sides confronted each other, and the atmosphere was extremely tense, even better than before!
Looking at the scene in front of him, Song Qingci couldn't help frowning slightly.

The sense of disobedience in her heart was almost so high that it exploded.

At this moment, a voice came from beside her: "It seems to be affected."

"Not only those guys over there, but also the people on our side have been affected?" The voice was thoughtful, "It seems that this influence has started a long time ago, and it is very hidden, even in the We hadn’t even noticed it before.”

"Is it a mental attack? Or a mobilization of emotions? It seems to be the latter. The change of the former should be obvious and not so hidden."

"Maybe this exercise is the same as what the teacher said, and it is really not ordinary."

Listening to this voice, Song Qingci followed the prestige and looked over.

Beside her, a senior boy was frowning at the two confronting groups in the distance.

Noticing Song Qingci's gaze, the boy smiled: "Hi, my name is Luo Hongzhe."

Song Qingci was silent for a moment, and then said: "My name is..."

Before she could finish speaking, Luo Hongzhe interrupted her: "I know you."

"'Blood Rose', I've heard people say it before," he said nonchalantly, "It seems that those people are not lying when they say you have a firm heart."

"In the final analysis, emotional mobilization is the way to judge the strength of consciousness. If a person's consciousness is strong enough, then no matter how hard he tries to pry the barriers of emotions, it will be impossible. But among the people present, except you and me, only Only a handful of people are immune."

As he said that, Luo Hongzhe couldn't help but smacked his lips: "Tsk, it seems that those of my classmates are not good enough in their studies, but they are not as good as you freshmen. It really makes people look down upon them."

Listening to Luo Hongzhe's words, Song Qingci did not agree immediately.

She found a question and threw it to Luo Hongzhe: "The golden retriever said last year, what happened?"

last year?

Luo Hongzhe was stunned for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "Last year..."

"In last year's exercise, our previous class of seniors defeated the seniors of 'Black Scythe' from their country. And the leader of that country at that time was the senior brother of 'Black Sickle'."

As he said that, Luo Hongzhe sighed: "Last year, because it was a team competition mode, even though Black Scythe's brother performed well, he was still dragged back and sent home, and he also suffered a lot of injuries. After returning , he fell into a slump and has been decadent until now. Perhaps it is because of this reason that the black sickle dragged the brother's decadence to our side..."

Soon, Luo Hongzhe had a strange expression: "However, how did he know that Senior Xu Qi was poisoned?"

Xu Qi?

Song Qingci felt that he seemed to have heard this name before: "Is Xu Qi the one who used the sword last year?"

Luo Hongzhe: "Yes, Senior Xu Qi who joined the Countermeasures Bureau last year. He was poisoned shortly after participating in the exercise last year, and it has continued until now..."

The poison that has continued until now? !
Listening to this sentence, Song Qingci was a little at a loss: "What kind of poison is that?!"

This sentence seemed to make Luo Hongzhe a little embarrassed.

He glanced at the side and found that there was still arguing over there, then leaned into Song Qingci's ear and whispered: "It's not a secret anymore, it doesn't matter if I tell you..."

"It is said that when Senior Xu Qi was chasing a certain alien species before, he was accidentally stalked by the other party. Then the alien species ran away, and he was poisoned. The result of the poison is..."

He coughed and said something in a low voice.

The expression on Song Qingci's face became more and more exciting as he listened.

After a while, she said: "It will become a poison for women... Is it true?"

Luo Hongzhe just spread his hands and shrugged: "Of course."

"And it's the type with particularly obvious sexual characteristics, which will become particularly obvious after conversion," he hesitated, and said, "For example, if you secrete too much male hormones, such as testosterone, then the secretion of estrogen It will also multiply in reverse. And before Senior Xu Qi was poisoned, he was a solid muscular man..."

Luo Hongzhe sighed again: "So, now Xu Qixue...sister, probably has gone in a certain direction. Even because of this, she has lost most of her strength."

"It's a pity. In the past, seniors often used their muscles to welcome new students, but now they can only use...cough cough cough!"

As he spoke, he coughed suddenly, as if he realized that Song Qingci was not his friend beside him.

Song Qingci didn't understand.

Even if she understands, she won't care.

She just thought, this is really shameful.

If she let herself become another gender, she wouldn't be particularly painful.

But if she becomes a useless person, then she absolutely cannot accept it.

Judging from Luo Hongzhe's words alone, that Xu Qixue... sister should be quite popular in school.

Such a person was ridiculed by the other side, no wonder those seniors and sisters were anxious and angry.

Thinking of this, she nodded: "I probably understand..."

However, at the next moment when her words were about to come out.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of the scene changed again!
I don't know who accidentally put the safety on the gun. Although the sound is not too loud, it is still clearly audible in the open space!

Accompanied by this sound, there was a sharp sound of bullets piercing the air!
Hearing this voice, almost everyone's expressions changed suddenly!
Maybe it was because they were anxious to get angry, or maybe it was because of other reasons. In short, at this moment, the two groups felt that someone in the other party was planning to shoot secretly!
Under the guidance of such thoughts, almost everyone rubbed their fists and feet, and there was undisguised hostility in their eyes!

Luo Hongzhe next to him muttered in a low voice: "Damn..."

"Emotional manipulation came up," he rubbed his head, "I was a little bit influenced too..."

"Student, be careful, I'm afraid that if I accidentally fight with you later, I won't be able to hold back, and then I will be beaten to death by you..."

As he spoke, he shook his head and sat on the open space meditating on something.

Song Qingci can no longer control him.

Because she could see that sparks were about to appear in Ding Yan's eyes!
He looked in pain, the flames all over his body were like flaming tinder, which would light up as the wind blew, almost on the verge of being ignited!

If this continues, Ding Yan will definitely burn!

Once his whole body is burning, it is not a situation that can be simply referred to as an attempted conflict!
If his flames are not well controlled...it must be a disaster!
Thinking of this, Song Qingci couldn't help but want to take a step forward.

However, in the next second, a hand was pressed on her shoulder.

A voice as thin as gurgling water echoed in her ears, with an elusive smile, she said softly, "Don't worry."

"Interesting, it seems that the strategy changed after he noticed someone coming?" The voice said with a chuckle, "Put all the attention on Ding Yan, it seems that he is the guy who recognized the 'Red Lotus' .”

"In this way, there are two fewer people on the confirmed list... Heh, maybe I have to thank the other party for his impatience, otherwise I will have to spend more time."

Listen to this voice.

For no reason, Song Qingci, who was still a little anxious at first, relaxed a lot in an instant.

It was as if when a rainstorm came, I was flustered, but found that I was actually staying at home, curled up lazily under the covers.

Full of peace and leisure.

She turned her head and glanced at her side, and found that Bering was putting his hands on her shoulders, looking thoughtfully at the crowd in the distance.

After seeing Bai Ling appear, Song Qingci couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Prophet," she whispered, "what's the situation?"

Hearing this, Bering glanced at her: "Some mice that have been hiding for a long time can't wait to light their bonfire, hoping to get the eyes and approval of the bigger mice."

"Don't worry too much, anyway, even if the mouse tries to dance with its fat body, it's just an 'empty' echo in the sewer. Other than that, it's meaningless. It doesn't even count as pleasing others, It just feels dirty and ugly."

As he said that, he withdrew his hand and pulled his scarf: "However, it's time for the farce to end."

"I've seen enough jokes. If we continue, others will see our jokes."

The voice fell.

Layers upon layers of mist diffused under the entire sky, expanding explosively in Bering's voice, filling the open space almost in the blink of an eye, and covering all the students in it!

Under the thick fog like the night, everything seems to be hidden in shadows and can no longer be seen clearly.

(End of this chapter)