Nightmare's Call

Zhang Chengwei opened his mouth slightly, and stood outside the study room, looking at the headless corpse lying on the floor in the corner.

Blood and brain matter mixed with skull fragments, dyed the surrounding area into paste.

There was no police, and a dozen bold classmates and teachers surrounded me. Someone is on the phone, someone is taking pictures.

There was nervousness and fear on everyone's face, and a hint of hidden excitement.

People are naturally excited about exciting things. It's just that feeling, sometimes overridden by other strong emotions.

As soon as Zhang Chengwei heard the movement outside, she hurried out of the study room.

This is what I saw.

"Already called the police, but the phone at the police station can't be reached, what should I do now!?"

Not far away, a teacher with a pale complexion called on the phone and asked in a low voice.

On a university campus, there is such a horrible murder, no. This is no longer a murder, but a massacre!

"No!" Zhang Chengwei suddenly saw the characteristic clothes of a corpse on the ground.

That attire is clearly the student who asked Zhao Hongjing to go out before.

"Where's Zhao Hongjing!?" Zhang Chengwei suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and suddenly recalled it in horror.

She quickly scanned all the students present.

On the left is a group of students who are rushing over to watch the fun.

On the right are a few teachers standing behind the load-bearing columns of the library, talking on the phone.

Before and behind are a few security guards from the school, saying something to a few students with frightened faces.

"Where's Zhao Hongjing?! He just came out just now!?"

Zhang Chengwei's face suddenly turned paler. She was terrified when she looked at the corpse on the ground, but now she found that her familiar classmates had disappeared, and she was also related to the deceased.

All of a sudden, all kinds of terrible guesses flooded her mind,

"He he won't.!!?"

Zhang Chengwei trembled, trying to control her eyes, and carefully inspected the corpses one by one.

fine

Fortunately, without Zhao Hongjing

She didn't find Zhao Hongjing's body, which made her feel a little relieved.

"But he was obviously called out just now. Could it be possible?"

Zhang Chengwei's face became anxious again. She quickly took out her mobile phone and called Zhao Hongjing.

It's a pity that the phone shows that it is shutting down. This made her worry even more intense.

"No! Zhao Hongjing must have been taken away! He must be very dangerous now!"

In desperation, Zhang Chengwei quickly called the police.

Unfortunately, as the previous teacher said, the call to the police was completely busy and I couldn't get through.

Zhang Chengwei felt more and more uneasy.

She kept making phone calls one by one. Called the police repeatedly.

"Zhao Hongjing, you must be safe.!!!" When she thought of that possible scene, she felt an indescribable pain in her heart. Tears gradually filled the eyes.

But for an ordinary student to encounter a terrorist attack of this level, the possible fate and results can be imagined almost without thinking.

"Zhao Hongjing"

Zhang Chengwei finally couldn't hold back the tears, and slid down her cheeks. She kept calling the police over and over again, and at the same time trotted to find the teacher next to her, flustered and stammering that a classmate was missing. Hope you all can help me find it.

But the situation was chaotic, and the teachers at the school were just ordinary people. At this time, they were also confused. Apart from comforting her, he was also terribly frightened, and couldn't take any effective measures to find someone.

Seeing this, Zhang Chengwei's worry and anxiety piled up more and more.

The police call didn't work either.

There is no one around who can help her, and the teachers can't do anything except say some stereotypes and perfunctory words.

Zhang Chengwei asked her classmates and people she knew everywhere, but she didn't see Zhao Hongjing's whereabouts.

She became more and more worried that if Zhao Hongjing encountered any danger and fell into the hands of terrorists who made headless corpses.

He is a frail student who knows how to go to Internet cafes and dormitories all day long. Even if he escapes, he may not be physically strong enough. The chance of surviving is almost zero.

Chi!

Zhao Hongjing hit the wall with his palm.

boom!

The gray wall surface seemed to be hit by a huge siege hammer, and there was a roar from it, and a huge round hole was sunken.

Several killers on the other side of the wall were still scrambling to change magazines when they were hit in the back by the suddenly raised wall behind them. One by one, they fell to the ground, and there were bursts of shattering and cracking sounds from the spine.

Several people barely struggled to support their bodies. A leader pressed the half-broken communicator in his hand.

"Mission. Failed! Our entire army was wiped out. That monster. Monster!"

Boom.

The concrete wall behind him exploded, and Zhao Hongjing walked in, crushing the communicator in the killer's leader's hand with his foot.

"Weakness is the original sin."

His face was flat. Killing and being killed, he has already experienced too much in the teacher's training.

From the first kill, he had the feeling of slaughtering a weakened version of the Lizardman.

These fragile bodies are like bags of humanoid blood that can move.

As long as you are careful not to splash blood on your body when you break it, you can easily solve it one by one.

"By the way, what was the name of that woman in black silk just now?" Looking at the pile of corpses in front of him, Zhao Hongjing slightly turned his head and asked.

Coming out of the hole behind him was Zhu Xingchu who was at a loss.

Hearing the question, she swallowed her saliva, resisted not to look at the dead bodies on the ground, and answered quickly.

"It's Emerald Emerald. Young Master." She decisively changed her name. The leader's son should naturally be called Young Master.

Although compared to the young master, she would rather call him a pervert.

Punch through a concrete wall more than ten centimeters thick with one palm, and at the same time, the blasted concrete wall can kill five well-trained elite killers through the wall? ?

Is this a TV show or something? A super movie wouldn't explode with such intensity from the very beginning, would it?

Really no money for special effects?

"The young master, Green Emerald, is a top ten super killer in the world today. If you kill her, I'm afraid you will be frantically retaliated by the organization of the other party.

You see, don't we need to... keep a low profile? "

Her cautious, slightly stammering advice.

It's not that she is timid, but following this young master, she always feels that this young master can explode and blow people up if she is not careful.

It's really this guy who kills people, giving people a feeling that people will die if they touch it casually.

She was worried that if Zhao Hongjing didn't control his strength well, he would accidentally touch her

Then there is really no place to appeal for grievances after death.

"Don't be afraid. I am very calm now." Zhao Hongjing could see her worry. "and"

He walked out of the alley and looked at the deserted and messy street outside.

"Look at the world. The country."

"The government can't even guarantee basic law and order, and the people can only live in dire straits. They are powerless to resist and can only bear the mercy of fate."

Zhao Hongjing recalled the words that the teacher whispered in his ear. Looking at the chaotic scene in front of me again, an indescribable sense of mission and passion suddenly surged in my heart.

‘Why did the teacher choose to give me strength, why did the divine power allow me to pass the difficult extraordinary test. Why am I facing such a life experience? '

"The world is so dark." The spontaneous sense of mission made him suddenly feel like he was the protagonist of destiny and justice.

Everything seems to be destined.