Interstellar boss, she doesn't talk about martial arts

Chapter 239 The Amazingness of That Shot (Part [-])
Xia Chujian's finger was in his pocket and he pressed the trigger quietly, calmly endorsing Yu Wangyou: "Yes, Wangyou lives across from my house. Besides going to school, she usually writes papers and reads at home. The devil would believe that she is a saint!"

"Besides, you won't believe what that psychopath said, right? Also, you saw the live broadcast of the regular class just now. Even if he told where Yu Wangyou was, that psychopath didn't let them go!"

"Why do you believe that if you hand over Yu Wangyou, the mentally ill shooter will let us go instead of killing us directly?"

Xia Chujian continued calmly, "In my opinion, it's better to let Wangyou stay with us, instead, it will make that mentally ill shooter be afraid to attack us, what do you think?"

What Xia Chu said in front of him did not convince everyone.

But the words that followed really moved everyone.

After the ordinary classmate told about Yu Wangyou's whereabouts just now, he was still beaten to death by the mentally ill shooter on the grounds of "selling out the saint".

So if they handed over Yu Wangyou at this time, could that person let them go?
In all likelihood, they will take Yu Wangyou away for the same reason as before, and kill them at the same time!
Under Xia Chujian's persuasion, more than 300 students in the intermediate class finally reached an agreement and did not urge Yu Wangyou to go out by himself.

Yu Wangyou looked up at Xia Chujian by the window, and after a while, she pursed her lips, held back her tears, and nodded gratefully to her to express her gratitude.

At this time, in the corridor outside the classroom, Ji Jiayi had already been strangled by the man, and walked backwards to the corridor in front of the classroom window on Xia Chujian's side.

Ji Jiayi was almost out of breath, but she still insisted: "The Judgment Organization is a cult organization! I heard it from my family! You treat human life like nothing! Every time you sacrifice, you have to kill countless people to take blood Dedicated to the evil god!

Xia Chujian thought to himself, this Ji Jiayi seems to have an unusual family background.

It is one thing to know the judge organization, but even knowing how people sacrifice is not something ordinary people can know...

The mentally ill gunman in the green robe was shaking with anger: "...Dare to slander our judge organization! I think you want to die!"

The barrel of his gun rested on Ji Jiayi's right temple, as if he was about to shoot.

Ji Jiayi immediately said loudly: "If you beat me to death, you will never find your saint!"

This sentence really works.

The psychopathic gunman in the strange green robe hesitated for a moment.

His finger was on the trigger of the submachine gun, and he tightened it for a while, then loosened it for a while, as if he was really afraid that after shooting, he really couldn't find his saint.

While talking, another bodyguard of Ji Jiayi held a long-barreled pistol and finally followed.

He stared nervously at the gunman in front of him strangling his employer's neck, making an effort to aim.

But his hands were shaking constantly, and there was cold sweat on his forehead, and the sweat even dripped from the brows into his eyes, blurring his vision.

How do you aim at this?

He walked past the classroom of the class Xia Chu saw at the same time, his steps getting slower and slower, as if he was about to turn around and run away at any time.

Xia Chujian had been nestling by the window to observe the situation outside. When she saw the gun in the bodyguard's hand, her heart skipped a beat, and she stopped hesitating immediately.

She opened the classroom window and jumped out.

The man was still in the air, with his long legs stretched out, he kicked out like lightning, and kicked the bodyguard's wrist.

The bodyguard let go of his hand immediately, and the long-barreled pistol flew into the air, and the bodyguard's legs softened in fright, and he knelt on the ground.

Xia Chujian took the opportunity to roll forward, passed over the bodyguard's head lightly, knelt down on one leg, and at the same time the pistol that was kicked by her fell down.

Xia Chujian raised his hand and picked up the gun. He didn't have time to aim at all, so he just intuitively aimed at the mentally ill shooter's forehead and shot.

boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!boom!
Xia Chujian didn't hesitate at all, and emptied the pistol's magazine without stopping for a moment.

After twenty shots, the mentally ill gunman stared at the dead fish eyes with red threads all over his eyes, and an obvious hole appeared in his forehead.

Xia Chu saw that the twenty bullets had obviously been shot from the same bullet hole in his forehead, and shot out from the same position in the back of his head, causing a penetrating wound the size of a pigeon egg in his entire brain.

His arm suddenly lost strength, and he let go of his hand uncontrollably.

Then there was a loud splash, and he fell on his back.

Xia Chujian's movements were done in one go, so fast that almost an afterimage was drawn in everyone's sight.

The psychotic shooter didn't even react, and fell to the ground with a shot in the forehead.

Ji Jiayi's face turned pale immediately.

She staggered a few steps forward, stabilized herself, looked back, screamed uncontrollably, ran over and hid behind Xia Chujian, and said nervously, "Student Xia, thank you for saving my life!"

Xia Chujian threw the gun at the bodyguard who was still kneeling on the ground, turned back and suddenly hugged Ji Jiayi who was hiding behind her, covered her head with one hand, and wrapped her waist with the other, comfortingly said: "Student Ji , It was your bodyguard who saved you. If he didn't have a gun, I wouldn't be able to save you even if I was a god."

Then, calmly, he plucked a few strands of hair from Ji Jiayi's head.

Ji Jiayi was extremely nervous, completely unaware of what Xia Chujian had done.

And when Xia Chu saw this action, it gave her a great sense of security.

She looked up and took a deep look at her: "...but you can shoot."

"Student Ji, don't you know? I have been a hunter in the Night Hunter Association for three years. My marksmanship is my job. Is it strange to be able to shoot?" Xia Chujian shrugged, "Okay Alright, the alarm is off."

As soon as she finished speaking, sirens blared on campus, and drones and helicopters roared in the sky.

Xia Chujian sighed: "...they are always late..."

In the classroom, her classmates cautiously poked their heads out and found that the mentally ill shooter had really been shot dead by Xia Chujian. They all cheered.

"Sister Xia Niubi!"

"Sister Xia is so handsome!"

"My sister Xia in society! People don't talk too much!"

"Sister Xia, I love you! You are our savior! You are our hope!"

They all passed through the wide open window just now, and saw with their own eyes the whole process of Xia Chujian flying out, his long legs flashing, kicking the bodyguard's wrist, then kneeling on one leg, grabbing the gun and shooting.

Although it was only a blink of an eye, because of the high tension at that time, the scene just now was like a video recorder, deeply engraved in the depths of their memories.

The fear of thinking that they would die on the spot, but the ecstasy of remaining alive at the last second made them need to vent their emotions.

Throughout the corridor, students from the advanced class also ran out.

When they saw that the students in the intermediate class almost lifted Xia Chujian and threw it into the sky, they hurriedly asked what happened.

They listened to Xia Chujian's classmates repeatedly saying "Sister Xia's amazing shot", and they all fell in love with Xia Chujian's marksmanship, and they had to go to the Academic Affairs Office to find the machine intelligence there to monitor the video!

Xia Chujian still hugged Ji Jiayi tightly, and even kindly "cut" her long hair.

Ji Jiayi: "..."

She is actually not a timid person, but at this time, her body and mind were also greatly shocked, and she didn't want to say anything or move.

Across the lively crowd, she saw Yu Wangyou standing outside the crowd with a snow-white face.

Yu Wangyou and Ji Jiayi looked at each other expressionlessly, and then they looked away at the same time.

Xia Chujian also saw Yu Wangyou, and Yu Wangyou also looked at her.

She didn't look away from Xia Chujian, but instead gave her a slightly sad smile.

Xia Chujian's heart skipped a beat.

The psychotic shooter just now couldn't be telling the truth, right?
Yu Wangyou, is she really the saint of the judge organization?

Otherwise, why is she smiling so weirdly?
When Xia Chu saw it, his mind was in a mess for a while, and he didn't know how to react.

Yu Wangyou turned around in her line of sight, and stepped back into her classroom step by step.

Xia Chujian sighed and let go of Ji Jiayi's shoulders.

Ji Jiayi asked in a low voice: "... Is that psychotic shooter really Yu Wangyou's protector?"

Xia Chujian shook his head and said, "...I don't know."

At first she was sure it wasn't, but now, she wasn't sure.

Ji Jiayi looked at his two bodyguards who were hiding again, snorted coldly, and said, "See you at the beginning of Xia, I didn't expect your marksmanship to be so good, much better than those unsatisfactory things! You are really in the Dark Night Hunter Association, Been a hunter for three years? Are you... a genetic evolutionary?"

Xia Chujian shrugged: "I'm not a genetic evolutionist, but I did work as a hunter in the Night Hunter Association for three years."

She hadn't talked about being a hunter at school, but today she shot in full view, and it was impossible not to give a reason.

Ji Jiayi looked into her eyes, nodded and said, "Thank you, see you at the beginning of Xia, you saved my life. I hate my two bodyguards, they are all idiots!"

Xia Chu was noncommittal when he saw it, and looked at the school police who ran up from the other side of the corridor, officials from the corrections department, soldiers in camouflage uniforms and masks, and several school leaders.

The leaders of the school all looked ashen, trembling like bereaved concubines, being helped up by someone.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of an ambulance, and doctors and nurses in white coats also ran up from downstairs.

"This way! The classrooms here have the most shots!"

They flocked into the ordinary classroom of the third year of high school.

Soon, bloody stretchers covered with white cloth were lifted out of it.

Xia Chu saw that the students here covered their mouths unanimously, and tears flowed uncontrollably from their eyes.

The ordinary class of the third year of Mulan City No. [-] High School was at the entrance of the corridor, and they were the most unlucky. They were directly shot by the gunmen to sacrifice the flag.

They are all classmates like them, and they came to school together in the morning, worrying about today's mock exam.

But after a morning, they stayed in this classroom forever, in the worry and fear of the afternoon exam.

　This is the first update, remind you to recommend tickets!

　　Second update at one o'clock in the afternoon.

　　


(End of this chapter)