Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

As the saying goes, things gather together in groups, and according to my experience in working in the student union, an individual must first understand the characteristics of this group and show his side that meets this characteristic. Just as the basketball team wants to play basketball, the members of the student union must be good at student mobilization, and the class leader must have organizational skills. If not, it will quickly marginalize until it is excluded.

Now the organization I am in is a violent institution, and no matter what its ultimate purpose is, it cannot conceal this essence. The people here are agents, soldiers, and killers. No matter what kind of identity, it is not a play game for children. Our work involves taking the lives of others, and this work will take away our lives at any time.

In my understanding, all such violent institutions have a similar rule. Because the individual's wisdom cannot be determined in a short time, but the combat effectiveness can be used in the first place. Therefore, powerful violence will give priority to status. This is the most direct test, and it is also a custom created over the years.

This attacking node is the first task after Fu Jiang and I joined the Security Bureau. We are not commanders. To integrate into this temporary group, we must demonstrate extraordinary combat capabilities. This is not only a compromise but also a warning.

Warns those who are skeptical, we are not soft persimmons, we can pinch as much as we want.

The Russian guy's body fell heavily on the ground, holding the leg kicked off by Fu Jiang and humming hummingly, like swallowing all the pain back into his stomach. He may not be without the ability to continue fighting, or he may only be resolved quickly with carelessness, but as Fu Jiang said, the game is over. The onlookers roared again, whistling, ridiculing the Russians who were in the limelight but were unsuccessful.

"Soft egg, can it be solved so easily?"

"Get up, don't embarrass the man."

"It's just a broken leg, you still have two."

"Fuck, don't stand there and talk coldly, give me treatment, I'm going to die." The Russians shouted to the gloating guys.

This is not a life-and-death battle, even if both sides have not tried their best, an experienced Mageweave messenger who has been kicked by a newcomer has already proved many things.

Fujiang squatted in front of the Russian guy.

"how are you feeling?"

"Not bad." The Russian guy's critical teeth, the pain distorted his smile, but he couldn't find any loss, anger and shame on him, "You can work harder."

Squatted in front of him and admired his embarrassment, then Fu Jiang reached out his hand to express reconciliation.

"You should thank me for not kicking your eggs."

Russian laughed, and patted Fu Jiang's palm.

"Are there any teams? Don't tell me Billy, that guy is a lone ranger. My team welcomes people like you."

"My boyfriend is already a three-level Mageweave messenger, maybe he will set up a team." Fu Jiang said.

"I think an experienced man is better." The Russian's tone is still ambiguous. It seems that this way of speaking has become his habit. "I welcome you at any time and remember my name-ballet bear."

"Ballet Bear?" A strange look appeared on Fu Jiang's face, and he could not help but chuckle with laughter, "It's very close to you."

"Everyone said that." The ballet bear was not ashamed, but instead enjoyed herself, and then yelled at the lively guys: "Hey, don't bother, my leg is broken! Who will help?" I'll get some treatment. Dorothy? "

There was a woman upstairs who answered, it seems to be the "Doris".

"I, I don't want to go down ... do you come up?" The voice is a little timid, and it feels like a little girl with a tendency to autism.

I am a little curious. Although the voice does not always represent the character, it is the first time I heard this voice on the front line battlefield. I always thought that the fighters of these security bureaus were like AI and Billy, with a strong voice, firm will, and full of decisive spirit, and the security bureau also had the ambition to train its members into this kind of warfare. But now it seems that this is not the same thing. Compared with the well-trained fan dog troops, the security bureau ’s personal control on the members is relatively loose. It is not so much a military warfare department as a spy warfare department. .

"Have you heard? Ballet bear, this is the punishment for failure, hurry up and climb up." Someone cried.

"You shit!" Ballet Bear scolded fiercely, "Give me down! Dorothy."

"I, I don't want it ... I won't go down. Don't scare me, stinky bear."

Hearing her say, people around laughed again.

Quick swept.

I returned to Fujiang and looked up to find Dorothy's location, but the noise around me stopped like I was caught in my throat. The silent low air pressure lasted for less than three seconds, and a chaotic disturbance immediately spread like waves of water.

"Is this ... superpower?"

"Third Level Mageweaver?"

"Class C?"

"Is that a boy?"

"I think so."

Those people whispered, and then someone asked me, "Hey, boy, how old are you?"

"Seventeen."

The sound of discussion is amplified again.

"Are you and the lady a couple? What's your name?"

"Yes, I am a crow." I held up the ballet bear and explained to others while coping with his thanks: "My girlfriend ~ www.readwn.com ~ You can call her BT."

"You are new, don't you have a team yet?"

"Yes."

My inquiry is over here, they seem to have reached some conclusions.

I asked upstairs, who is Dorothy? A 10-year-old girl beckoned, holding a bear puppet in her hand. This time I was really taken aback, but I didn't expect to be a little girl.

I took Fu Jiang's hand and let the ballet bear support my shoulder. He was tall and strong, and my head had just reached his shoulder.

Using super speed sweep again, came to Dorothy in the blink of an eye. I called her name, and the people in this corridor turned their heads together, with an unnatural look on their faces. Unlike their somewhat confused state, Dorothy turned her head almost at the same time I arrived behind her.

She seemed to be able to see ... No, maybe I felt my movement.

Here, she is the only one who is not surprised by my speedy superpower. Unlike the previous impression from her voice, her movements did give a feeling of cowering, but her eyes were very bright, looking straight at me, serious, serious and firm. This kind of look was very in my memory Fresh, because there are many such students in the school student union-independent, serious, competent, responsible, precocious, they are not adults, but they are not children, between the two, as if suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, All the time they want to compress their childhood as much as possible, they can not enjoy and forgive the childish childishness.

Yes, unlike a guy like me who joined the student union only for convenience and exercised his rights in a coping style, this kind of person may be closer to the word "excellent student" than me.