People in Kexue: After the simulation, the female character collapsed

"This brother seems to have been in the organization for a long time?"

The good brother asked curiously.

"That's right! I've been here since I was born!"

Xiao Hei looked proud.

"Yeah! I can see that."

The good brother nodded.

"Your surname?"

"My name is Kuroka Kazuo!"

"Pfft! This name suits you perfectly!"

"My name is Yamamoto Jiro! His name is Hoshinoki!"

The good brother turned sideways and introduced Black Chess Kazuo:

"I remember Hoshino-kun was also the senior who came earlier."

"kindness!"

Hoshinomu nodded.

It is true that Hoshinogi joined the black organization as a child.

"Huh? I thought I was the only senior among the peripheral staff."

Black chess Kazuo raised his arms and scratched his head.

A look of honesty.

"Why can't there be seniors among the peripheral staff?"

Yamamoto Jiro said doubtfully.

"It's not like we can't have it!"

The black chess man said embarrassedly:

"It's just that most of the capable seniors have been promoted to internal staff of the organization..."

"then you..."

Yamamoto Jiro hesitated to speak.

"It doesn't matter! I think it's good to be a peripheral personnel. At least there will be no danger to life when performing tasks."

"After all, I still have a family..."

There was a trace of blush on the dark cheeks of the black chess man.

"Damn it, I really envy you family men!"

Yamamoto Jiro was heartbroken.

He was an ordinary office worker.

Because of his timid and cowardly character, he has never been popular with women.

After being rejected by the 300th girl.

He made up his mind to organize and exercise his abilities.

The dream is to become an upright "bad man"!

He believes that only a "bad man" can make a woman fall head over heels for him.

"Then, I have to work hard this time!"

"Yes, you should really work hard!"

Black chess Kazuo continued:

"We only have three promotion spots a year."

"Don't look at the people here looking so friendly now."

"We're going to have to fight to the death later!"

There was a hint of pity for his companions in his words.

Jiro Yamamoto asked:

"Will there be any conflicts during promotion?"

"Of course, otherwise how could we select the elite here among so many people."

Black chess man waved his hand helplessly.

He clearly knows the rules of promotion inside and out.

"I must get this promotion opportunity!"

Jiro Yamamoto is confident.

"Hahahaha! Be careful when you talk big and get away with it. Is it just you?"

I saw a group of men in black suddenly walking out from beside Hoshinomu.

The most conspicuous among the men in black is the strong man who is fully 2 meters tall.

On the left and right sides of the strong man stood a few thin little guys.

They surrounded the strong man.

Those who participated in this battle were obviously small groups that had established their own businesses.

The contemptuous words just now were spoken by one of the minions.

"He is the most qualified person in our class to get promotion opportunities."

The black man lowered his head.

In front of Hoshinoki and Yamamoto Jiro, he quietly reported the enemy situation.

"Gollum!"

Yamamoto Jiro swallowed involuntarily.

His confident arrogance was instantly extinguished.

Just now he just raised his head and looked at the other person.

He was stunned in place by the evil eyes.

He was originally a humble little guy.

How could it withstand such terrifying aura suppression?

"How could such a guy appear among the peripheral staff?"

Yamamoto Jiro avoided the strong man's eyes.

Try to shrink your body as much as possible and hide next to Hoshinogi.

But the effect is obviously not significant.

His appearance looks relatively strong and fierce.

So when he stood next to Hoshinoki.

It forms a strong contrast with the lean Hoshino wood.

His strong figure was clearly exposed.

If you look at it just from the appearance.

Among the organizational personnel present.

Except for this strong man who is 2 meters tall.

It seems that only Jiro Yamamoto can win the opportunity for promotion.

"Just wait for me! I will take you...and the children around you..."

"Crack!"

The strong man took a deep breath.

The heavy breathing sounded like a sleeping lion.

Wait until the inhalation reaches its peak and then exhale suddenly.

White mist instantly sprayed out from the five holes in his head.

The strong man was now like a bull in heat.

His red eyes stared straight at Yamamoto Jiro not far away.

He already sees them as a thorn in his side.

Hoshinogi turned his attention to the house in front of them.

The two people next to him were so frightened that they were about to flee the scene.

An old man dressed in black walked out of the house.

"Welcome to my residence."

"I guess some of you have already guessed what today's mission is."

"Today is the annual promotion meeting for peripheral personnel."

"There are only 3 quota opportunities for you, I hope you cherish them."

The old man's steps were slow.

He put his hands behind his back.

Then he took out three wooden signs from behind and placed them on the table in front of him.

"What are the conditions for promotion?"

The people below seemed a little anxious.

They all raised their arms and cheered.

"It seems someone is more anxious than me!"

The old man smiled slightly.

"The rules of the competition are... there are no rules! As long as you grab the sign in front of you and put it into my hand as soon as possible, you will be qualified."

He pointed at the three wooden cards on the table.

"Hahaha! It's so easy!"

There was a burst of light laughter from the crowd.

"Whoever dares to rob me is seeking death!"

The strong man used brute strength to stamp on the ground beneath his feet.

The courtyard was crowded with people.

Some people don't even have a foothold.

After the strong man stomped his feet like this.

Everyone was shaken by the shock.

Some people once pulled the person next to them in order to stabilize their bodies.

"Damn it, don't touch me!"

"Who cares!"

"Ah! Who pushed me?!"

"Dare you play dirty tricks??"

"Damn! Fight with you!"

in the crowd!