【Chapter 77】Social people
Long'er's expression suddenly changed drastically, and her figure immediately jumped to the side. Accompanied by two low gunshots, the pistol was equipped with a silencer. Although the sound was not loud, its power should not be underestimated. It shot at the wall behind her and directly made two holes!
Long'er's steps did not stop, and he rushed back to the bed with a few flashes. The killer man also reacted very quickly. Without two shots, one of them immediately stepped in. Then another shot was another. Long'er's reaction was very fast, and his steps were continuous. With a few flashes, three shots did not hit Long'er!
"Puff puff puff..."
Seeing that several shots were not hit, the killer was a little anxious. He fired three shots in a row, all hitting Simmons' quilt. The killer watched Long'er rush to the bed with his own eyes, probably hiding under the quilt. He fired several shots in a row, and there was no movement under the quilt!
The killer walked forward with guns in both hands and quickly lifted the quilt up. However, there was nothing except a few gun holes under the quilt!
The killer's face changed, and before he could react, Long'er seemed to have fallen from the sky, and a cold light flashed in his hand, holding a silver sword in his hand, and a sniffle!
"ah!"
With a muffled sound, accompanied by a scream, the killer's entire right arm was cut off by Long'er, and the blood instantly blurred the ground. The killer knelt on the ground with a thud, his face pale and howled in pain!
The silver sword was behind his back, and Long'er's eyes gathered, "Who are you? Who instructed you to come?"
Long'er was afraid that the killer's screams would cause others to catch their ankles, and a chair flew up in the air, hitting the door, closing the door!
Although Long'er is a girl, she is familiar with this kind of scene. Will those who crawl out of the dead still care about this?
"Bang!"
When the door was just closed, there was a loud noise, and four or five men in black rushed up and shot at Long'er without saying a word!
Long'er rushed to the window with a quick step, and leaped from his body. Several killers quickly ran to the window and found that there was no one downstairs. When he turned around, the killer had been beaten to death by himself, but these people didn't care at all. They turned around and left, with an extremely cold expression...
Long'er's face was pale and his steps were floating. At such a close distance, there were too many guns. Long'er was finally shot and turned on his communicator. The first sentence was to say, "Dragon Soul, I am Long'er, protect the young master, there is an assassin!"
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Zijin International, Class 28, Ye Lang stood in front of the blackboard and was giving lectures. The students were all listless and seemed to be unable to hear what Ye Lang was talking about!
"Bang!"
Ye Lang slammed the table, "That, who, you have been looking in the mirror for a long time. You are already as beautiful as a flower. Is that enough? I'm still sleeping, it's raining!"
Ye Lang was speechless. These bastards did everything except not studying, instantly turning the touch he left behind into desolation. Damn, obviously, letting himself stay is to continue to torture himself!
"Teacher, we already give you a lot of face. Usually, when we are in other people's classes, it's different whether we come or not. Even if we come, we are either fighting landlords or playing mahjong, then you are not satisfied if you are so obedient!"
A student with yellow hair, holding a ballpoint pen in his mouth, swaying, his mouth full of sarcastic sarcasm!
"Um?"
Ye Lang looked in the voice and found that he didn't know this person. "That yellow-haired, are you from our class?"
Forehead!
Everyone was speechless, no teacher gave the nickname to anyone. Huangmao rolled her eyes and said, "Nonsense, I just didn't have time to come to class a few days ago!"
Ye Lang blinked and asked Liu Yingxue, "Squad Leader, what's going on? That yellow-haired!"
Liu Yingxue stood up and nodded, "Teacher, his name is Wang Yao. He had taken half a month's sick leave before, so he didn't come, but he was indeed from our class!"
Ye Lang nodded, and Wang Yao directly put his legs on the desk. "Teacher Ye, Ye Lang, you can't listen to a lot of deeds. You have to deal with these thorns in our class and obeyed them. However, I am different, unlike these cowards, because I am from society!"
When I heard Wang Yao’s words, Wang Guang, commonly known as the two bosses of Class 28, saw Wang Yao say they were cowards, and his face was full of unhappiness, but there seemed to be a lot of fear in his eyes!
Ye Lang looked at Wang Yao, and his arrogant look. "Social people? Do they all have bosses? What are your bosses shouting?"
"Haha, oh, the teacher understands it quite well. Let me listen, listen, my boss, have you heard of Xiao Yangyang? He is known as a bastard? In the entire Forbidden City, only people can give him face. My brother Yang won't give anyone any face!"
Wang Yao crossed his legs and said proudly. Ye Lang was stunned. I'll rub it, and there were those who called this name. He couldn't help but nodded, "Okay, you have your rules, but this is the school. In this class 28, I have the final say in the rules. Either, you just listen to the class honestly, or you just get out of here!"
Wang Yao's expression changed slightly. He didn't expect Ye Lang to speak to him like this. He immediately sneered, picked up his schoolbag, walked to Ye Lang, and hit Ye Lang arrogantly. Ye Lang couldn't help laughing. Wang Yao said to Ye Lang with a gloomy face, "You will regret it!"
After saying that, Wang Yao walked out, Ye Lang blew his bangs, and every day, he immediately slapped the table and said, "Continue to class, let's talk about the second section..."
"Dingling..."
A class, forty-five minutes, ended soon. The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students became happy. Ye Lang was slightly stunned. He put down the chalk in his hand. He was really depressed in class and happy after class. Looking at the students' expectant eyes, Ye Lang really couldn't refuse and smiled slightly, "Second get out of class!"
"oh……"
"Goodbye to the teacher..."
"mwah……"
A joyful atmosphere sounded, Ye Lang smiled and shook his head, picked up his documents, and was about to leave, but Zhang Yu grabbed him, "Teacher, let me talk?"
Ye Lang was stunned and nodded, "Okay!"
Ye Lang and Zhang Yu walked a few steps toward each other. Ye Lang thought in his heart, could this kid want to do something bad again, but this time Ye Lang was really worried. Zhang Yu turned around and asked Ye Lang, "Teacher, you must be careful of Wang Yao!"
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
Ye Lang asked inexplicably, and Zhang Yu nodded, "He is right, he is really a social person. The dark history of Class 28 has a strong touch of Wang Yao. Your previous resignation and the previous one were all because of Wang Yao. It was blocking the teacher in snow. This is what Wang Yao likes to do the most... Teacher, are you listening? What are you thinking?"
Ye Lang then reacted, turned around and left, looking at the document in his hand, "An, I'm thinking, our class is the last place in every written test. Can we get the second to last place this time?"
Zhang Yu's mouth twitched, Damn, what's going on with this...
"Yelang, Yelang, please go to the communication room immediately, please come immediately..."
At this time, a heavy sound suddenly sounded from the school’s loudspeaker, and directly called Ye Lang to pass by. Ye Lang paused, I wiped...
PS: Things are busy before the New Year, and the manuscript has been updated. Dear readers, Hai Han, Zhan Tian has been trying to make up for the manuscript these days and make up for all the owes. You are all the most loving fans. You will definitely forgive Zhan Tian. The plot is exploded bit by bit, and the excitement will continue more and more. Haha!!! Please support me!!!
Chapter completed!