The male god of fast wear is not human

Chapter 87 The School Grass Shakes His Fate (22)

Xie Feihua immediately got up to find someone.

Miaoli Huan bit off the steak in his mouth and stood up.

Gu Li held his rice bowl in his hands and stood there eagerly,
"No...it's okay.

Maybe... What about the big size? . "

Xie Feihua squinted and sat down again.

There was an inexplicable irritability in my heart.

5 minutes.

did not return
10 minutes.

Two 10 minutes...

Now even Miaoli Huan felt something was wrong.

"Brother Hua, I'll look for it."

After getting along for a period of time, Miaoli Huan is very clear about Fu's kid's temper.

Less talk, less work.

But, let’s be honest.

1 minute may be delayed.

But if it exceeds 10 minutes, I will definitely tell Xie Feihua.

No news.

That means you're in trouble.

And it will be impossible to contact them for a while.

Xie Feihua nodded, "Together."

He was worried.

The longer the time, the heavier the irritability.

Gu Li also wiped his mouth and followed.

The three of them hadn't walked out of the cafeteria door yet.

I saw people running over here in a hurry.

With an infinity symbol shaved on his head, sweating and panting heavily,
"Brother Hua! Brother Huan! Something happened!"

……

Kuang Qiansui closed his eyes, covered his forehead, and crouched in the corner of the wall.

want to scold.

The sound of footsteps, yelling and cursing, crying and laughing, came one after another, confusing and difficult to distinguish.

The metal club made a screeching sound as it was dragged on the ground and the wall.

The trash can was overturned, the cans fell out, and rolled on the ground several times.

"Student Fu Qiansui?"

A crying female voice entered the cochlea.

Kuang Qiansui frowned suddenly, and his eyes rolled quickly under his eyelids.

Still not open.

"Who?"

She recognized the voice as familiar.

But it would be too much headache and too much noise in my head to tell the difference.

System No. [-] was about to tell her who she was, but the other party took the lead.

"I'm Yi Tian, ​​what's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Yi Tian stretched out her hand to touch her forehead worriedly.

Kuang Qiansui waved his hand.

"Do not touch me."

Yi Tian was taken aback.

Pursing her lips, she looked at the person chasing after her.

Gritting her teeth cruelly, she grabbed Kuang Qiansui's hand and pulled her up forcefully.

"You can't be here anymore, a group of gangsters are coming, it's not safe here."

She supported Kuang Chitose with most of her shoulders, and helped her walk to the other side.

Kuang Qiansui wanted to get rid of it, but he didn't have the strength for a while.

A slit opened slightly in the fundus of the eye.

Then I saw the shadows flickering all over the ground again, swaying and coming and going.

She immediately closed her eyes tightly and stopped trying.

But the hustle and bustle in his head was still so boiling.

"Number Seven, what's the situation now?"

System No. [-] quickly reported the surrounding situation to her.

"The host, sixteen youths, holds stick weapons in their hands.

According to the plane plot reference, their target should be Yi Tian.

The original owner had also rescued her at about the same time as now.

After being injured, Yi Tian took care of the original owner, so she will fall in love with each other for a long time. "

Kuang Qiansui has scolded God and Yi Tian eight hundred times in his heart.

This fucking really wants to force her to go against the sky!

System No. [-]: "Host, you can't go ahead, it's a dead end."

"Fuck!"

Kuang Chitose blurted out.

She pushed Yi Tian away, and asked System No. [-] in her consciousness.

"Is there a handy weapon nearby?"

System No. [-]: "The host took three steps back, and there was an abandoned umbrella half a meter away from his left hand."

Kuang Qiansui touched it as he said.

Footsteps have followed.

System No. [-]: "Host, about four and a half meters ahead, the enemy has arrived on the battlefield."

Kuang Qiantui tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes tightly.

The corner of the mouth curled up with a touch of cruelty.

"All ready?"

Both ears moved regularly.

It seems to judge where the wind is coming from.

The next second suddenly exploded.

With an umbrella in hand, he stepped on the wall and approached quickly.

Soaring back into the air, shouting a word in a long voice,
"break--!"

Waving his arms like hooking the moon, sweeping away thousands of troops like rolling a mat.

(End of this chapter)