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Chapter 7 My name is Zhao Xin, Zhao Yun's Zhao, Han Xin's letter!



"Wan Chai has always been a big fan of me and I'm playing with it~"

He hummed a tone-incredible tune and held two big bags of long-haired young man stopped at the door of the B210 dormitory.

"Is this the room?"

The young man said to himself.

He felt good about himself and shook his long shawl hair, then kicked open the dormitory door in front of him.

"Dear roommates, I'm here!"

However, reality always has a slight difference from its ideal state, such as the one that appears in front of him now...

There is no flower salute as imagined, nor does there be enthusiastic roommates.

What greets the young man is a long sword flying in.

Looking at the long sword that was constantly magnifying in vision, the young man facing the threat of death had no time to react.

"Damn! This time I failed!"

He closed his eyes in despair.



The next second, the young man felt his scalp numb—

The long sword almost rubbed against his scalp, and then inserted it into the wall behind with a "knock".

The sword blade penetrated deep into the wall, and the tail end was still trembling. Obviously, the power of the sword thrower was quite terrifying.

The young man who passed by Death had numb his legs and fell to the ground in fright, and the things in two big bags in his hand rolled all over the floor.



The one who threw out the long sword was naturally Chen Jun who arrived at the dormitory first.

He was bored just now and was wiping the sword given by Qiangwei. When he heard someone kicking the door, he threw it out like a conditioned reflex.

In order to ensure the effect of the attack, he even used part of the power of the holy light.

Although at present, this super-theological academy is very different from what he imagined, but as a military camp, Chen Jun subconsciously substituted himself for his experience in another life.

No matter which world it is, there are definitely some self-righteous thorns in it.

As a newcomer who has just arrived, he is obviously a very good target for demonstration.

At this time, I must be trying to give him a warning!

However, maybe it is also possible that the new roommate is more rash?

Well, it was just a scare to him anyway, and he was not ready to kill someone, so there was no big problem.

Chen Jun thought of several possibilities in an instant.



So the previous scene appeared.

Looking at the young man sitting on the floor and the two big bags he was carrying, Chen Jun judged that it was the second situation now - it was not the old fried dough sticks who were looking for trouble, but his roommate.

So he immediately changed his face.

"Sorry, I'm scaring you..."

Chen Jun's eyes were sincere, and he looked like "sorry, this was actually an accident". He walked over and stretched out his right hand to the young man on the ground.

"You should be my roommate, right? My name is Chen Jun, and I am the first to arrive."

"And why don't you knock on the door? I thought someone came to find fault, and I was used to it..."

Getting used to...habits?!

Are you cheating on fools!

Will normal people throw a sword over with disagreement!!!

The young man roared in his heart.

He swallowed, looked up at the sword that was deeply trapped in the wall, and immediately judged based on his experience as an old and dandy that this was a cold weapon that had been driven by the blade.

Wow, does this guy want to kill me?!

Also, what kind of strange power is this!

certainly…

He dared not say these words in front of Chen Jun.

"It's okay, it's just that I didn't knock on the door first..."

The situation is stronger than that of a person, and it took less than a second for young people to recognize the status quo.

"My name is Zhao Xin, Zhao Yun's Zhao, Han Xin's Xin."

"My friends call me Master Xin... No, just call me Xiaoxin..."

He squeezed a reluctant smile on his face, grabbed Chen Jun's hand and stood up.

"Then I will call you Master Xin."

Chen Jun interrupted the other party with a smile, and shook hands with him.

"I came a few days ago... You are the second one, and the others should be coming soon."

"Uh...I'll help you clean up?"

He noticed the things scattered all over the floor, thinking that it was his own pot, so he took the initiative to squat down and help his new roommate clean up.

“Thank you thank you…”

Zhao Xin was simply flattered. He saw the other party's move just now, and he thought that his new roommate was not easy to talk to.

The two of them quickly stuffed the scattered things back into the bag, and Chen Jun also helped to clean up the other party's bed.



"I haven't had a meal yet, brother?"

Zhao Xin was obviously a little familiar with him, or he had few tendons in his mind.

I just chatted with Chen Jun while cleaning up the bed, and immediately threw the previous accident behind me.

"Try the Hong Kong-style char siu and pee beef balls I brought! It was produced by the time-honored brand in Weekly. I went to buy it specifically before boarding the plane, and it was still very warm!"

He warmly greeted Chen Jun on the side, and kept moving his hands, took out a box of delicious food from the bag and placed it on the only dining table in the dormitory.

As the food boxes were opened one by one, the tempting fragrance quickly filled the entire 210 dormitory.

"Then I'm not polite."

It was almost lunch time, and Chen Jun was a little hungry, so he didn't be polite to his new roommate.

"Drink, brother?"

"Eat meat and drink alcohol, life is a waste of time!"

Such generous actions were obviously very suitable for Zhao Xin's appetite, so he ripped out a small jar and placed it on the table.

"Then come some."

Chen Jun raised his lips and went to the side to get two wine glasses - it was called the dormitory. In fact, except for the high and low beds, the other living facilities here are quite complete, and brand new tableware has been placed in the cabinet in advance.

He also drinks alcohol in another world, and his alcohol tolerance is quite good, so he naturally won't let the other party's kindness out of his mind at this time.

No matter which world you come from, men are such a creature.

After just a few glasses of wine, the two people who were originally unfamiliar seemed to have known each other for many years, and they almost had a chicken to pay for their own gifts.



"By the way, Master Xin, I heard that people who come here have divine power. What's yours?"

"Hey, don't mention it... Master Xin, I just ran faster. The person in a black suit insisted on pulling me to join the Xiong... Xiong Soldier Company! He said he wanted to go to me to save the world!"

“How fast?”

"It's not me who blows my brother! I run like lightning, and I'm the nickname Lightning Message!"

"…Mr. Xin, why didn't you avoid my sword just now?"

"Uh, I was so scared just now... I drank and drank... the few brothers who didn't come here didn't have this oral conviction!"



Just then, a knock on the door suddenly rang.

The two at the wine table stopped tacitly, looked at each other, and then looked at the door together - the German sword still stuck on the wall was quite eye-catching.

The dormitory door that was kicked open by Zhao Xin was not closed to death. Seeing that the knocker did not respond, he pushed the door and walked in.

He was a tall and strong young man with a healthy wheat complexion, but he was dressed in a simple and overly overdoing manner.

His expression was a little dull. When he saw the two of them, he seemed to try to say something, but suddenly noticed that a long sword was inserted on his head.

“…”

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

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