There is no right or wrong.
Is it wrong for the other party to chase her and beat her?
Is it wrong for Sneijder to beat her?
Everything is for competition, and the competition here is also for survival.
What should it express?
Happy, sad, proud, pitiful. . .
Cheng Qianxun sat in the corner and simply closed his eyes, not showing any emotion in his heart.
Sneijder was so cruel that he beat the other person so badly that he was carried out and looked like he would stay in the hospital for two weeks.
But it was much easier for Gordon and Reger.
The others didn't dare to take action easily.
They just stood there and made gestures for five minutes, not daring to fight.
"Time's up," the assistant shouted, and Reger's game was over.
He returned to his teammates with ease and unusual ease.
In fact, if the opponent fought, he might not be his opponent, but sometimes it was like this, empty and real, and Regeer just stood there with his hands in his trouser pockets, and others might not dare to come forward and fight. .
Even if they win, no matter what, there are still three men who are extremely difficult to deal with.
After gathering for a while, the chief came over and said: "Very good, most of them showed friendship to their colleagues."
Everyone knew it and didn't say anything.
The officer looked around and walked up to Cheng Qianxun: "Madam, originally I thought you would definitely lose, but now you can still stand in front of me, which surprises me again."
She did not faint and could stand up, but Sharina's boyfriend who hit her was not so lucky.
The commander looked at Sharina with red eyes again, and said meaningfully: "Here, obedience is the bounden duty, but you are not asked to die rigidly.
Even if you die, you must die with a contribution.
On the battlefield and in the face of Enemies, sometimes a single mistake in judgment may lead to their death.
If they are not capable enough, they should continue to move down one level.
If they don’t want to become a failure, they should understand what can be done.
Can’t do it.
Disband now.”
Back in the dormitory, as soon as Cheng Qianxun lay down, Sneijder came over with medicinal wine.
"Sleep on your stomach, let me wipe it for you."
Sneijder carefully lifted up the back of her clothes.
The cotton was dipped in medicinal wine and began to gently wipe her: "Many places on her back are red."
"You have to work hard to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis.
Just scratch it like this."
She smiled bitterly.
After a while, he couldn't help but said: "It's her, why did she beat her boyfriend like this?"
Sneijder still wiped it gently: "Who asked him to nod in approval?
If he doesn't express his position, then forget it."
Don't take a stand.
I don’t know how it will end.
Maybe Sharina will continue, maybe she will give up.
Even if the time came and Sharina was ready to cripple her, luckily Rudolf reacted very quickly, otherwise she would have gone to the hospital to lie down for a while.
She let out a long sigh: "Anyone has to pay the price for his choice, so he deserves it.
Ouch, it hurts.
This is where it hit the ground.
Ouch, yoyo, be gentle."
Dinner was delivered, and this time the teammates ordered two portions each.
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The food here is really good.
After three days here, the three dinners in the evening were all the same.
This is the top level, where all the elites gather, and the food is of course very good.
Think about the terrible pig food on the ground floor.
It's enough to eat it once.
It's simply worse than the food at school.
As expected, my back and ribs hurt, and I needed to sleep on my side.
After sleeping on my side for a while, I had to turn over, otherwise half of my body would be numb.
Every time I have to endure the pain, first lie down, and then turn over little by little.
After turning it over twice, I simply fell asleep on my stomach.
When the wake-up call sounded, it was Gordon and Rudolph who jumped up first.
She tried to get up, but Sneijder stopped her: "You can't do it like this.
We'll help you ask for leave."
Reger sat by the bed and put on his shoes: "Just lie down.
Today is the third day.
Those who are fast can pass in three days.
One of the four of us will definitely pass today."
"Yeah" she responded and continued to lie down.
The bones hurt even more today.
Although the heavy pressure did not hurt the internal organs, the uncomfortable feeling was like a needle piercing the skin.
Although it was not painful, it was extremely uncomfortable and no one wanted to understand.
Knowing there was a needle, I still pricked it up.
After a while, Sneijder brought the breakfast back and helped her up: "Qianxun, I asked the superior to ask for leave, but he only agreed to let me bring breakfast, but not to you to ask for leave.
He said that today is not a physical training, but a psychiatrist.
Come and test your psychological quality.”
"Then I'll go.
Anyway, I can pretend to be fainted and dead."
She sat on the edge of the bed and started eating from the dinner plate on the bedside table.
After eating, I lay down to sleep again.
This time I had to lie flat on my back.
The pain in my back was much better.
Sleeping on my stomach pressed against my front ribs.
Before eight o'clock, she and Sneijder arrived at the elevator downstairs, and almost everyone else arrived as well.
Until the chief came, Sharina didn't come either.
During the roll call, Sharina was not named either.
After the names were called, the commander began to speak: "Did you find that there is one missing because someone's results show that she is not qualified for the work of the regular army?
If you don't want this to be the case, then work hard."
She understood, no wonder Sharina refused to give up the opportunity yesterday, because there was no chance anymore.
But there is nothing to regret, because she is the weakest, even if you knock her out and get precious points, you can still stay for the time being.
But what will happen in the future?
Can I still be so lucky?
Even if I can become a regular army, there is an elimination system.
How long can I stay?
The chief and the assistant took the remaining people to the floor with small rooms.
The assistant took the computer board and started calling names.
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Every time a person's name was called, the person was asked to enter the room.
It's hard to see anything inside because it's very dark and people close the door after entering.
"Cheng" finally called her.
She was always the last one.
Watching her teammates go in one by one, she felt a little nervous.
"Arrived" she responded, and then she became nervous.
"Go in."
The assistant always tried his best to keep his face expressionless, but many times he was still amused by her and her teammates, or was amused by his commander's humorous black words.
A loser like her really brings a lot of joy.
The chief stood aside and still held his head high.
The brim of the hat is buttoned low.
It seems like a kind reminder: "If you feel you can't bear it, you can cry, or you can ask for a timeout, and go in."
It's okay to cry.
You can ask for a timeout. . .
Is this a question or a torture?
This seems to make people more nervous.
She smiled and said, "Thank you."
She opened the door and went in.
It was still dark inside and nothing could be seen.
I heard someone say: "Please close the door."
It was all so dark and the door was closed.
Perhaps taking advantage of humans' fear of the dark, she turned around and closed the door.
"What do I do now" she asked.
It feels like entering a cemetery.
The wind from the air outlet seems to have been deliberately lowered.
It feels a bit cold when it blows over, fitting the scene at this time.
Kind of creepy.
"Wait a moment."
The other party said slowly, his voice coming from directly in front of him.
"Oh."
After waiting for a while, a fainter light began to be discernible in front of my eyes.
I saw someone sitting in front of me.
"If you see it, come over slowly.
There is a chair in front of you."
A beam of light came down from above, and in the circular aperture, there was an ordinary wooden chair with a backrest: "Please sit down."
Why was it so weird?
So she walked over.
Sit on the chair.
Still couldn't see anything around.
Because the aperture blocks all the darkness outside.
"Name" asked the person directly in front of him.
"Cheng" she replied.
"Age" "I don't know."
Such an environment is really uncomfortable.
The person asking the question is in the dark and cannot be seen.
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"Who are you, Sneijder?"
"Fiancé."
"What about Regel, Rudolph, and Gordon?"
"Teammates I've always known."
At this time, the tone changed slightly and became a little slower: "Have you noticed that you don't belong here?
You relied on them to get here."
She nodded: "I know this."
The other party immediately said: "Then should you leave here?"
If it were someone else, if they heard that their grades were poor or that they were told to leave in such an obvious way, they would not try hard to explain.
She would beg for mercy and give her a chance.
She said very shamelessly: "Wherever my fiancé and teammates go, I will go too."
The other party finally sneered within the range of human emotions: "Huh.
It means you want to be a parasite."
She also laughed: "You need to be capable if you want to be a parasite.
Can you ensure that there is not a roundworm or hookworm in your stomach, or a mite on your face that you don't want?
They are all clinging to you. , but my fiancé wants me to stay with him.”
"Really, there's something I don't know if you know."
The other party began to speak at an unusually slow speed in order to make her understand better: "Starting from the middle level, capable people are allowed to breed more offspring with different members of the opposite sex.
In the regular army, most men will have more than two women.
Do you think you can compare with the women at the top?
They are all tall, young and beautiful, with extremely high IQs.
They are stunners in the eyes of men. .”
The purpose is to make the person being questioned understand their own disadvantages.
Every sentence hits the mark on what they least want to hear, and it is also the reality.
She suddenly smiled: "Then let him find it.
If he wants to give up on me and find a better woman, I can't stop him."
"You are so confident that he will not abandon you."
Of course not now, not in heaven either.
But when the ladder is over, will Sneijder still like her and stay with her?
This question has actually been asked to himself countless times.
If she returns to the world, she becomes an ordinary hard-working company grassroots, and Sneijder I have become a nightclub owner who is surrounded by women every day, drives a sports car, and lives a luxurious life.
Will he still be the same as he is now?
In deep thought, she answered slowly: "It's understandable that he's looking for a better woman, but he has to lose me.
With me, there can't be other women.
No matter how bad I am, I still have my own persistence.
I Only with the man who will be with me for the rest of my life, whether rich or poor, young or old.”
"Whether you are poor or rich, whether you are young or old..."
This is the most common vow made in front of clergy when getting married in Western countries.
But there are only a few people who can really do it.
Many people get divorced within three years and before they grow old.
The other party seemed to chuckle: "This is the funniest thing I have ever heard.
Why should the other party give up a better choice and join you?
In everything, the strong will win and the weak will win.
How about we make a deal and use you The beauty can barely help you find a man as his lifelong legal wife in the middle.
As for how many women he has outside, it has nothing to do with you.
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You can always have a man to depend on, but you must leave here immediately. " What kind of law is this?
She was a little surprised.
Is this really the law here?
Her teammates didn't tell her, maybe they thought it was unnecessary.
Because they are just passers-by here, no matter how strange the law is, it has nothing to do with them.
"How about it?"
The other party was puzzling again: "Sneijder is a talent, we plan to reuse him, he has achieved the goals we expected, and he can come back to you.
But you are a burden now, you should leave him for a while."
"Is it a burden?"
It was her turn to sneer: "I don't think so."
Even though the person talking to her in front couldn't see it, she still stared at the place where the sound came from, and said with certainty: "Even if I am a burden, the man who can support me as a burden here proves to be more capable.
It’s up to Sneijder to decide, thank you for taking the trouble.”
"You really don't plan to leave him."
The other party was silent.
Suddenly a red dot shot in from outside the aperture, first facing her heart, then slowly moving upward, and finally reaching the center of her eyebrows: "Then we have to take other methods to make you leave him, maybe is forever."
Kill her?
She laughed: "I don't know how you and Sneijder can explain how I died.
I'm sorry, I'm scared.
They say that the women here are all young, beautiful and have high IQs.
As a high-level employee, you can have multiple opposite sexes, so why kill me?
You have so little confidence in the beauties at the top that you can't even snatch men from me.
This is a bit contradictory.
It's better to put this aside and let me fend for myself.
Just a reminder, it's quite tiring to deal with corpses and weave lies.
It’s not worth it to use it all against a woman like me.”
The other party asked leisurely: "Are you so sure that we won't kill you, or are you not afraid of death?"
"I'm afraid of death.
I'm extremely afraid of death."
She said calmly and calmly: "As long as you are a normal person, you are afraid of death.
But you can't kill me.
There is no reason to kill me.
I am not against this country, nor am I afraid of death."
I don’t have much ability.
As for why I’m not afraid of being dumped, I’ll make it clear.
This is called being confident.
No matter how bad I look, that’s between me and Sneijder.”
Maybe others will worry about various problems, but her destiny is not in the hands of these people.
Since it is not the case, there is nothing to be afraid of, so she is not afraid.
"Really, then, shoot," the other party said coldly.
"Beep beep beep" the unique sound of the laser gun sounded
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