Thriller Trainee

64. King's Game

(Anti-theft replaced)

After the matter was exposed, neither of them mentioned the engagement later.

Fan Zhuo certainly couldn't have asked him for this boring reason.

He came to ask Zong Jiu how Vincent died in the first vice Mental Hospital.

Only then did Zong Jiu remember that Vincent, like Anthony, was a high-level member of the Night Clan and the right-hand man of No.2. In addition, the Night Clan had always been at odds with the Temple of the Messiah, and had a dull relationship with Zhuge An and had been cheated by him.

There were only three people who survived the vice Mental Hospital, so finding Zong Jiu was indeed the most convenient way.

It was a pity that Zong Jiu didn't have any impression of Vincent.

This person existed in other people's narratives from beginning to end. Even the original text only wrote that he was very confident in his own strength, so he chose to act alone at the beginning.

"I understand."

Zong Jiu said so, and Fan Zhuo did not continue to ask, but just said coldly: "Just asking, if the death is caused by arrogance, it is his own fault."

Obviously, he knew the personality characteristics of his two subordinates very well.

After he asked, Zong Jiu felt that there was nothing to do, so he asked to leave.

"I'll take you."

The man in military uniform stood up and walked out of the teahouse with him.

After the two of them walked out of the teahouse side by side, the noisy trainees on the rooftop outside suddenly became quiet.

Everyone was communicating with their eyes, "Why is His Highness Fan Zhuo of the Night Clan walking with the magician?" "And they are walking side by side, and they seem to have a good relationship." "What the hell is going on?"...... and other information.

However, no one dared to go up and offend No. 2.

Fan Zhuo is famous for his cold and iron-blooded, majestic and cruel means.

Although he was far from the status of No.1, he was also feared by others.

But now, the trainees watching were shocked to find that this vampire prince seemed to be in a good mood? ? ?

Even Zong Jiu himself was a little puzzled.

After recognizing his relationship (?), No.2's attitude towards him was a 180-degree turn.

But when he caught a little nostalgia in those dark red eyes, Zong Jiu understood everything.

No matter what kind of person the original owner became later, at least he was ignorant and naive when he was a child.

That should be a good memory, otherwise the two families would not have arranged a baby marriage. Even in an infinite cycle full of crises, it would still feel warm when thinking back.

As far as Zong Jiu knew, Fan Zhuo was the surname of the vampires. In order to survive, he changed his race and surname. When he met his past as a human, he should still miss it.

Thinking of this, he was blessed by the original owner.

Zong Jiu thought carelessly.

It was not until he and the white-haired young man nodded goodbye by the swimming pool and the heavy black and gold military cloak disappeared at the entrance of the S-level trainee dormitory that everyone came back to their senses.

"No. 2 has such a strong momentum."

"What do you think? He is a big man who has really been on the battlefield. He participated in a simulated World War II in a vice-level army before and finally came back alive. Awesome."

"What about the magician? Did he hook up with the Night Clan? Isn't he the person that the adult is optimistic about?"

"It's so jealous. People are so angry when they compare themselves to others. The newcomers are so powerful. How can we old people live?"

Zong Jiu turned a deaf ear to these discussions.

He walked to the bar and asked the bartender for a glass of whiskey very skillfully.

"Okay, sir. Please wait."

Zong Jiu is particularly fond of this kind of Scottish liquor and orders a glass every time he goes to the bar.

He watched the bartender skillfully shake the cocktail shaker, making it jump in the air in a series of flying arcs, and couldn't help but admire the competence of the main system employees in his heart.

The dealers before were also like this, and the waiters were also like this. Now even the little bartenders are also hidden. If this skill is taken to the international bartender competition, it should be able to win the top three.

After taking the whiskey, the white-haired young man turned his head and asked Anthony who was walking towards him, "Do you feel that you are suddenly very sleepy after returning from the deserted village?"

"No." Although he didn't know what was going on, Anthony still answered.

"Then do you feel a pain on the top of your head, or are you being pulled by something?"

"......No."

"Then don't you feel that your thinking has become strange?"

"No." Anthony was a little impatient, and he wondered if this person was playing a trick on him.

Zong Jiu looked at Anthony with a very strange look, "Oh, it's okay, you can go."

Anthony:?

He remembered the relationship between the man in front of him and his boss, and suddenly fell silent.

Forget it, if you can't afford to offend, you can hide, so you'll just run away.

After the half-vampire left, Zong Jiu sat alone by the bar and thought for a long time.

At this time, everyone on the rooftop went to play the King's Game, and only a few trainees were swimming and exercising in the infinity pool. His bar was also in a remote location, and he was the only one sitting here for most of the day, with no one else coming.

The night fell, and the stars in the sky were brighter than one another, hanging in the sky, and it was easy for people to distinguish the direction of the constellations. If it were on Earth, such good weather would be rare, not to mention that these stars appeared at the same time in a shining posture.

Not far away, the trainees were playing the King's Game enthusiastically.

"I order the trainees who got the 3 of Hearts and the 5 of Hearts to execute the order."

"Hahahaha, this order is so embarrassing, you guys take off your pants and run around the trainee dormitory."

"Get the praise of any S-level? What kind of difficult task is this?"

"If you don't complete the task, you will have to cut your flesh, damn it, brothers, I'm going to leave first."

......

The salty sea breeze brought these discussions intermittently.

Zong Jiu slowly rotated the clear wine glass in his hand, looked at the turbid wine inside, and fell into thought.

From Anthony's answer, Zong Jiu learned that the puppet silk is indeed as Zhuge An said, making people unconscious, and even if it is forcibly pulled out, there will be no real feeling that they have been controlled.

It is simply a bug-like ability, and there are almost no weaknesses.

The profile of the white-haired young man flickered in the dim light, making him look more picturesque and not like an ordinary person.

Unconsciously, he finished another glass, and his face was slightly flushed, like red flowers falling on snow, thrilling.

"Would you like another glass, sir?"

"Thank you, no." If he drank any more, he would be drunk.

Zong Jiu waved his hand, signaling the waiter standing on the other side to bring him a pack of cigarettes.

Drinking will delay things. Zong Jiu never lets himself get drunk.

Although he doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, at certain times, tobacco can indeed make him think more calmly and carefully, and can also relieve a little drunkenness.

Zong Jiu half-supported his head, thinking lazily.

Strangely, this glass of whiskey today seems to be really intoxicating.

In the past, drinking such a glass would only make Zong Jiu energetic, but today, he even saw a little double vision when he looked at objects, which was a sign of being drunk.

In the dim light, the bartender who turned his back to tidy up the wine cabinet curled his lips strangely.

Just as the waiter brought the cigarette box, cigar cutter and lighter, Zong Jiu frowned and picked out a thin cigarette with a slightly less strong smell of cigarettes from it, and was about to light it.

"Sir, let me help you."

Just after Zong Jiu pressed the flint several times without any response, the bartender very considerately put down the wine glass he was wiping and turned around to hand over a bunch of fire.

Zong Jiu really needed it. Because he felt a little dizzy now, so he obediently lowered his head to borrow a light.

But it was only a little bit, as long as he took a puff of smoke and let the choking smell of the smoke roll through his lungs, he could immediately -

Milky white smoke slowly floated from the tail of the cigarette.

At the moment when Zong Jiu's head was slightly clear, he happened to see a pair of cold dark golden eyes flash by.

Behind the smoke, the perfect face with fear and holiness loomed, with half-long black hair tied up and hanging to the side.

The bartender, wearing a white shirt, black vest and gloves, was leaning on the bar with both hands, looking at him with interest.

Zong Jiu: "..."

Zong Jiu: "It turns out that the famous No.1 also has a hobby of being a part-time bartender."

"No, no, no."

The bartender smiled and shook his finger, "You are the first."

No.1 looks in a good mood today.

He even turned around and pulled out a brand new bottle of wine from his back.

Zong Jiu clearly saw that he just hooked his finger, and the bottle automatically opened the lid and poured it into the cocktail pot. Other condiment wines also flew over one after another, and finally covered the pot lid, doing various kinds of rising and free falling movements in the air.

Puppet silk is really useful, especially when used for acrobatics.

Zong Jiu felt that his sincere praise for the selection of the main system staff was purely blind.

The devil smiled and pushed the prepared drink in front of the young man, "Tequila Sunset, please."

"Tequila doesn't even give salt and lemon, you drink it yourself." Zong Jiu sneered.

"That's a pity, I can only enjoy it myself."

The devil didn't seem to care about his resistance and shrugged.

This feeling of hitting cotton with a fist made Zong Jiu a little irritated.

He seemed to be smoking very relaxed, but in fact, all the muscles in his body began to tense.

This guy is so elusive that he made him drink a glass of wine right under his nose. He really can't relax at all.

"Relax, relax."

As if he could accurately sense his mood, No.1 pressed his hands down slightly, "If I wanted to, I should have tampered with the whiskey just now."

The white-haired young man was unmoved and said coldly, "Your purpose."

"Don't be so defensive."

The devil put his index finger on his lips and made a "hush" gesture.

Zong Jiuzhe only noticed that the verbal confrontation just now had attracted the attention of many people.

But the strange thing is that if No.1 appeared, most of the fanatical followers on the rooftop would go crazy. But now they all seemed to have not noticed the abnormality of the bartender at the bar, and their eyes were only on him.

The devil waited leisurely for him to finish observing, and then he spoke jokingly.

"Instead of asking that half-vampire, why don't you come to me and ask directly?"

He heard the conversation between him and Anthony before.

Zong Jiu frowned.

He had been sitting at the bar for more than half an hour, and it was possible that the other party had been waiting here from the beginning.

Of course, even so, Zong Jiu would not have the embarrassment of being caught chatting about gossip behind his back.

The white-haired young man sneered, "If I ask, will you tell me?"

Zong Jiu wanted to know the limits, scope, and even control conditions of the No. 1 puppet master's ability.

Undoubtedly, these are extremely confidential information. Knowing them casually can at least become an important bargaining chip for guarding against No. 1, not to mention confronting the enemy head-on.

The devil smiled, "That's not necessarily true."

He stared at the triangular shadow falling on the white-haired young man's clavicle, lowered his voice, cold and pleasant with a slightly rising tail tone, like some kind of reptile staring at its prey, which made people shudder.

"If you can... please me."

Zong Jiu sneered.

He stood up from the counter slowly, put the burning pipe aside, and hooked his finger at the person behind the bar, signaling the latter to come closer.

——Then, he punched the strange and perfect face.

He asked: "Is it enough to please you?"

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