My Excellent Female Teacher

"Zhang Cheng, you..."

The woman didn't think that I didn't want to wake up at this time. Instead, she directly gave her hand. This made the woman so angry that her fingers were shaking when she was lying on the ground pointing at me.

"Damn you!"

My eyes were full of anger, as if I wanted to burn this woman for a moment. These people actually have the means to control the old madman. I don't know their origin, but When I know that the old madman can be controlled by others in other ways, I always think that the old madman killed my mother in those years, but I can't figure out why the old madman wanted to kill my mother, so Is it possible that someone controlled the old Madman's divine sense and killed my mother with the old Madman's hand?

If so, then the group of people who can control the old madman, isn't it the real killer who killed my mother?

And now This group of people unexpectedly appeared in front of me like this!

The woman didn't expect that I would be so impolite at this time, and when the woman looked at me at this time, there was a trace of fear in her heart.

"Zhang Cheng, if you go on like this, I advise you to give up your hand, otherwise you will only suffer." After thinking about it, the woman threatened me like this.

I didn't listen to what the woman said at this time. Instead, I opened my mouth to the woman and said, "do you know Tang Huanqiu?"

Tang Huanqiu?

Hearing the name, the woman's instinctive body trembled, and a strange color flashed in her eyes. Although it was only a short time, I caught it directly.

Seeing the woman's reaction, I further confirmed what I thought in my heart!

These people It's really the real culprit who did that thing at that time!

At this time, I was furious, and an impulse of revenge went straight to my brain!

Without waiting for the woman to respond, I started my body and rushed to the woman.

The woman was shocked again. She got up from the ground in embarrassment and had to run quickly. While running, she was giving instructions to the old madman.

At this time, the old madman listened to the woman very much. Just when I caught up with the woman, the old madman appeared in front of me again and attacked me with one palm. The old madman didn't have any skill in his hand, and it was all based on his own instinct. I didn't want to retreat when I was anxious for revenge, but wanted to catch up with the woman and ask what happened, so I

directly slapped him.

It was obvious that some of the old madmen could not bear the strong force. They stepped back a few steps, and even almost did not have a firm foothold. But I was a little miserable. The power of the old Madman's palm was infinite. Even if the old Madman's divine consciousness no longer belonged to him, his palm was also powerful. My whole body flew upside down and hit the wall of the simple house built by the old madman.

Boom!

I hit a big hole in the wall, even the house collapsed instantly, and my whole body was buried.

The woman looked at the direction of the house in shock. After she was sure that I had been buried in it, she let down her heart. Then she sneered and said, "I've got my grave ready, you fool!"

Women think I'm dead. I'm afraid no one in the world can hold the unwarranted hand. I dare to meet them directly just now. What's the point?

It's really a terrorist existence. The key is that it can be controlled by others and make good use of this factor. What can't be done in the organization by relying on it? This is a perfect killing machine!

The woman came forward and wanted to dig my "corpse" out of the ruins and take it back to the office.

But at this time, the broken tiles moved, which made the woman stop, and even retreated several steps.

I'm not dead yet?

So big?

The woman is looking at the front in an incredible way. In the woman's opinion, I just took the unwarranted hand. I can't survive, but What's the situation?

Sure enough, as a woman thought, I didn't die, but climbed out of the ruins.

At this time, I was covered with ash, looking very embarrassed.

I have to say that the old Madman's palm almost killed me. If it wasn't for my strong internal force support and the method of controlling Qi, I would have been killed by the old madman just now.

Even so, I still feel the cramps of the viscera, just like a general shift.

The strength of the old madman is too strong, even if the old madman now completely lost consciousness.

How many bad things have these people done when I don't know?

With such a big killer in hand, I'm afraid the old madman doesn't know how many times they have used it?

Thinking of this, I am really angry, but also have some sadness and exclamation.I didn't expect that someone as strong as an old madman as almost no rival could be controlled by others. I don't know how these people got into this loophole in those years!

"You're not dead yet. You're very lucky." When women saw that I was not dead, they were still a little scared at the beginning, but they thought that there was no need to be completely controlled by themselves now, so women didn't need to be afraid of me at all.

And in a woman's opinion, she can order nothing to be done now. I'm just a corpse.

I took a look at the old madman, at this time the old madman is still stiff, like a robot.

"I'm curious. How did you do it?" I asked the woman in front of me. "I'm actually curious." The woman replied with a smile. "But obviously, I can't answer your question, because I was also appointed to do it in the face of danger. At the beginning, I was not sure whether the flute in my hand could work or not. After all, it's a famous devil. If there is any mistake, this method can't work, then I may die miserably. But Obviously, this kind of worry does not need to exist any more

"

The woman looked very proud and waved the flute in her hand at me.

I squinted at the woman in front of me. It seems that this woman really doesn't know why the old madman can be controlled by them. If you want to know this, I'm afraid you have to find out the mysterious organization that the woman serves!

"So who are you working for?" After thinking about it, I continued to ask the woman. "You don't think I have to tell you the answer before you die, do you?" The woman chuckled. "I'm not a Bodhisattva. I'm not so kind as to help you get over it."