"Did you rush or delay?"

"...I...I don't know."

Facing Andrew’s ignorance and dazedness, Fletcher got angry from the ground, and a mighty anger rushed to his forehead, and he rushed forward, bypassing the set of drums, and stood on Andrew. By his side, like a tiger descending a mountain, a terrifying aura burst out, those big copper bell-like eyes, as if they could open the mouth of the blood basin at any time, and strip Andrew alive.

"Start counting."

Fletcher’s cold voice still remained calm, and he could faintly perceive the tense emotion, which was slowly and slowly straightening up, which made Andrew more tense, and subconsciously licked his lips. , But the anxiety and fear did not help at all. After swallowing a spit, he began to count, "Five six seven..."

"Count to the **** of four!" Fletcher roared, and that powerful aura more and more brought out the slight trembling fear in Andrew's voice, so that Andrew couldn't help closing his eyes, which made Fletcher angry. Climbing up, "Look at me!"

Andrew turned his head creakingly like a robot, and met Fletcher's gaze dullly. The stiff and awkward movement looks really funny, but at this moment it can't cause any laughter at all. It just makes people feel the deep panic really and clearly, so that the muscles start to stiffen.

Andrew straightened his waist slightly, trying to cheer for himself, not to be completely submerged in Fletcher’s powerful aura, but his subtle movements did not have any effect, even if he straightened his shoulders and neck There is still no relief from the stiff lines, which makes his attempt ridiculous, but unknowingly, the palms of bystanders start to sweat.

"one two three four."

Andrew's voice trembled uncontrollably, like dead leaves trembling in the cold wind, a little bit of strong wind would break away from the embrace of branches and trunks at any time, and fall down, revealing the timidity and panic in the depths of his soul.

"one two three four."

"Snapped!"

Fletcher slapped Andrew severely. The sound was so loud that the pain could be felt in the entire rehearsal room, and Andrew's cheeks began to be abnormal. It turned red, and a five-fingerprint fell clearly on the green face like this.

Andrew only felt a powerful sweeping force, and he smashed his head over his face. He was completely caught off guard. His eyes didn't even have time to blink, and his head flew out fiercely. The huge twisting force made his stiff neck at a moment. The state may be broken.

Completely blinded in place.

He didn't know whether it was conditioned reflex or muscular instinct, or whether it was driven by stubbornness or fear. He turned his head again, staring at Fletcher with wide-eyed eyes, and the counting voice continued without any pause.

"one two three four."

"Snapped!"

Another slap in the face, more fierce and harder, hitting it laterally like a high-speed train, the whole cheek was hot and painful, as if chili water was sprinkled on the wound, the numb pain made the body unable to Controllingly hit a Ji Ling, the voice line suddenly tightened.

Ironically, this time, he was mentally prepared and he was no longer defenseless. But he still didn't have the strength to fight back. He just closed his eyes stupidly and embarrassedly. The action of closing his eyes tightly but not daring to dodge at all seemed so awkward and so awkward.

Then, he turned his head again and tried to stare at Fletcher, but the focus of his eyes had already unconsciously begun to dodge quietly. The fear of continuous rolling like waves made him bite his teeth so tightly that the sound The faint sound of the tooth collision can be captured in it.

"one two three four."

"Snapped!"

Another slap in the face, Fletcher is still unrelenting, he even clenched his teeth, and contained all the anger and all the irritation in this slap, and slapped it fiercely. Going down, those huge eyes protruded because of too much attention and devotion, as if they might fall at any time, bursting out with a powerful aura of devouring people.

Andrew is like an ant walking against the wind in a tornado. He tried his best to hug a gravel, hoping to control his body, but he drifted away with the gravel in the violent wind, his clear eyes Zhong is still biting and holding his breath, but the emotions in the depths of his pupils are disintegrating bit by bit.

"one two Three……"

Faintly, there was a nasal resonance in Andrew’s voice. He exhausted all his strength to avoid the urge to **** and run away; he exhausted the last trace of strength, and then he raised his eyes again, affecting With Fletcher's horrifying eyes, the whole person was bathed in the sea of ​​swordsmanship, as if every inch of his skin could feel the split feeling.

This time, Andrew's counting was interrupted.

Fletcher raised his right index finger and pointed it at Andrew's nose, "Now, did I rush or drag?"

Andrew's head is like a paste, and he is trying to avoid Fletcher's sight: What? What is he saying? What do you mean? What is rushed or delayed? What exactly is this referring to? What is happening now? That kind of visceral fear made Andrew completely flustered.

"I... I don't know." Andrew tried his best to remain calm, pretending that he was not frightened at all, and answered in a calm manner, as if he didn't know it was not a big deal at all, but the stammering statement and The intermittent voice cannot be concealed at all, and even further amplifies the fear and weakness.

Fletcher shook his head, and Andrew's pupils suddenly contracted, as if Fletcher would start to defend himself habitually as long as Fletcher moved a little bit.

But Fletcher didn't do it. Instead, he showed a cold and evil smile, "Let's come again." The corners of his mouth were raised like the clown, the mortal enemy of "Batman".

Andrew was aware of his cowardice, which made him feel the endless shame, even worse than the slap just now, a stubborn spirit began to appear, knowing that this was a battle of bones and bones, he did not hesitate to bury his head and rush forward. , Driven by impulse and stubbornness, just want to fight for a breath.

He clenched his gums secretly, the entire curve of his chin was completely straightened, and stared straight at Fletcher's eyes. The focus and focal length finally stopped moving, but he just slammed into it with a single breath and looked away. It didn't move, but the pupils were still trembling slightly, and they slammed into it with a strong force.

"one two three four."

"Snapped!"

Andrew's head was thrown out again, but he was thrown back again at a faster speed, and his eyes gradually burst into a fierce hostility and evil spirit, as if he could not feel the pain and humiliation at all, dead. Deadly, staring at Fletcher like this, even holding his breath involuntarily.

"one two three four."

"Snapped!"

Fletcher didn't have any softness at all. He raised the knife and dropped it, stepping on the beat of the "four" accurately, and slapped his face like this.

This is drumming.

With Andrew's cheek as the drum face, Fletcher's right hand as the drumstick, and Andrew's counting as the rhythm, each time the third sixteenth note in the fourth beat falls accurately.

Cruel and bloody, violent and ferocious, truly showing the lesson of blood.

"one two three four."

Andrew's voice has been strained to the extreme, his chin slowly lowered unconsciously, slowly lowering his position, while Fletcher's perspective is slowly rising, one up and down the contrast, The class status of power control between two people is clearly and accurately displayed.

But Andrew still did not move his gaze, raised his eyes, and stared at Fletcher from bottom to top, but the precarious and exhausted sense of vulnerability still couldn't help but continuously jumped out, in this aura and In the imposing confrontation, even though Andrew had tried his best ~lightnovelpub.net~, he was still not Fletcher's opponent, and he was not even counted as an enemy of one move.

That sense of contrast between majesty and insignificance was vividly revealed in Andrew's bloodshot stubborn eyes.

Fletcher raised his right hand again, and Andrew didn't realize it himself. He gritted his teeth and opened his eyes, waiting for another slap in the face. The tightness of seeing death was in the air that suddenly solidified. Keep zooming in layer by layer, as if you only need to exert a little force, everything will fall apart.

"Is it rushed, or is it delayed?" Fletcher asked through gritted teeth.

Andrew held his breath, before his brain realized it, he reflexively replied, "Hurry up." The third sixteenth note on the fourth beat, he rushed out.

"So you do know the difference!" Fletcher's momentum burst out in an instant, like a tsunami. The rising waves instantly reached ten stories high, and then slammed down towards Andrew vigorously. Andrew didn't have any chance. , Not to mention running away or resisting, there is no chance even to blink.

Andrew was stunned in this way, keeping his actions, he had forgotten even the blink of an eye, staring blankly at Fletcher. That stubborn and impulsive spirit was in the midst of Fletcher's sudden explosion. A little discouraged, the panic and fear in the depths of his pupils began to surge again.

Fletcher didn't care at all. All his emotions burst forth without interruption. He stood up straight again, and continued to put pressure on him, "If you dare to deliberately drag me back! I will directly/dry/dead you like grass/pig Now, are you going to rush or delay? Or do you want to follow my/mother's rhythm?"

When the hurricane came, the mighty and powerful momentum was all vented down instantly, and Andrew could barely breathe.