All the students in this building have left and turned off the lights in the building.
There was only one room with the light still on, that was the principal's office.
People from the Deep Space Society walked into the building, walked up the stairs using the light outside the window, and arrived in front of the principal's office.
Push the door open.
The lights in the principal's office illuminated it.
…
Light is a very magical thing.
In movies, only a few lighting changes are needed to convey a variety of emotions in the picture.
The same is the case now.
It's obviously the same scene, but because of the different viewing angles and lighting, it gives others completely different feelings.
…
The principal is sitting in a wheelchair and in his office.
Xu Cheng turned his back to her.
The light came diagonally from the principal's back and illuminated Xu Cheng's broad back.
She saw Xu Cheng put one hand behind his back and stretched the other hand out of the door, like a standing sculpture, blocking the darkness outside the door.
Just like the time when the members of the Candlelight Team were still there.
The principal does not need to face those complicated calculations and conspiracies alone. She only needs to immerse herself in her favorite books, because there is always someone to protect her from the wind and rain.
It was a long-lost feeling.
——Safety and warmth.
…
People from the Deep Space Society are outside the principal's office.
They faced Xu Cheng directly.
Light shines from the principal's office opposite, creating a backlit environment.
The teacher with an inhuman posture was the first to push open the door to the principal's office, and then his neck bent back 180 degrees.
Looking past the teacher's body, everyone vaguely saw Xu Cheng's posture.
He was a burly old man, upright and tall.
One hand was reaching out behind its back, and the other hand was raised and reaching out to everyone.
He had a cigarette in his mouth, and the light in the office barely penetrated the white smoke, creating a hazy feeling.
Because of the backlight, everyone couldn't see Xu Cheng's face clearly.
But what they can be sure of is that there is a pair of angry eyes on that backlit face, staring at them!
At that moment, they also had a feeling.
——It's called "Terror".
…
Gudu...
I don't know who swallowed, but the sound was particularly obvious in such a dead silence.
Chacha...
Then there was the sound of someone taking a half step back.
Once this voice appeared, it gradually became irresistible.
Everyone in the Deep Space Society has the idea of retreating.
But just when their front was about to collapse——
Cluck cluck cluck...
There was an extremely uncomfortable sound.
It's like teeth clashing, and bones rubbing together.
The voice came from the "teacher".
He had just pushed open the door to the principal's office when he was punched by Xu Chengji at close range.
It was an extremely terrifying fist. Even though it had only a dozen centimeters of storage space, it still broke the teacher's neck instantly.
He even heard the sound of his spine breaking!
"Whether that stinky old lady or you, that stinky old man, are a little too complacent..."
The teacher's voice became much hoarse.
His eyes were wide open, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his two eyes were chattering in different directions.
This appearance is really horrifying, and it also fully exposes the side effects of high-concentration raw energy medicine.
But if you want to get extraordinary power, you must pay a price for it!
If he hadn't injected high-concentration liquid raw energy medicine into his body in advance, I'm afraid he would be dead now.
The teacher still maintained the posture with his head bent back, but reached out his hand and grabbed the shoulder of the person next to him.
"Do you want to escape?"
The man shook his head repeatedly and was already covered in cold sweat. He was worried that he would be strangled to death by the other party.
"There's no need to run away."
The teacher's other hand forced his head back, then turned it hard to reset his spine.
He suddenly asked:
"Have you ever thought about what you would be like if you joined the Witnesses or the Star Chamber of Commerce?"
"I'm here to tell you-"
"Among the witnesses, you are either ordinary people in charge of logistics, or you are simply not qualified to join the battle order!"
"And in the Star Chamber of Commerce, you can only be cannon fodder used to summon strange creatures to come!"
"Only deep space can make you, like those with special characteristics, truly extraordinary!"
The teacher took a deep breath and whispered:
"We are just ordinary people who can be found everywhere, and our original adaptability is extremely low."
"When the witnesses are defeated, and when the Star Chamber of Commerce summons strange things to come, we will all die in the long night."
"Only deep space can help us."
"Let us also have the extraordinary, let us also survive in the face of extraordinary power."
The teacher took out a syringe from his pocket, which was still half full of blue liquid.
"The potions in each of our hands are exactly the same. Do you know what this means?"
As soon as these words came out, the situation that was about to collapse suddenly stabilized.
Of course they know what that means.
That means that everyone present can have extraordinary power as powerful as "teacher", and can survive even a broken neck!
"I do not know who you are."
The teacher raised his head, inserted the needle into his neck, and injected half of the blue liquid into his blood vessel.
His voice gradually became cold, without the tone that humans should have.
"Witness? Or the Star Chamber of Commerce? In short, he should be a special person."
"What do we ordinary people look like to you?"
"Witnesses will think that we need to be protected, and the Star Chamber of Commerce will think that we are garbage..."
"But now, we are the same."
As soon as he finished speaking, the members of the Deep Space Society present took out the medicine in their hands and injected it into their bodies.
The feeling of oppression in the air is obviously heavier.
There is a suffocating feeling.
In this distorted atmosphere, Xu Cheng still maintained his previous posture, motionless.
"call……"
Xu Cheng exhaled a mouthful of white smoke.
Whoosh!
The next moment, people on both sides of the office and inside started to move at the same time!
"Teacher" raised his fist and punched Xu Cheng.
Xu Cheng raised his right forearm to block it, then withdrew his arm and punched the opponent in the chest!
"puff!"
"Teacher"'s back has a large bulge visible to the naked eye.
He opened his mouth and wanted to continue attacking, but his completely destroyed heart did not allow him to do so.
He used his last bit of strength to grab Xu Cheng's fist.
"kill him!"
With a roar, everyone from the Deep Space Society immediately surrounded him.
Xu Cheng's right hand shook violently, and he broke away from the teacher's hand, then raised his leg and kicked the teacher's twisted and huge body away!
boom!
The teacher's body fell straight down the stairs, knocking over many deep space members who were planning to attack.
The people at the office door have been cleared.
Xu Cheng turned around, gently held the principal's wheelchair, and pushed her out of the office.
The principal was obviously not used to the cold wind outside and shivered unconsciously.
Xu Cheng took off his suit jacket and covered the principal's body.
Together with the principal, he gently lifted the wheelchair and slowly walked downstairs.
Those deep space members who had recovered their senses gathered around Xu Cheng. Even after being injected with the original potion, they still did not dare to take action easily.
Since these two people want to go downstairs, let them go downstairs.
There are more people downstairs, so there is no need to be tough with a traitor here.
Principal Xu Chenghe came downstairs just like this.
The wheelchair was placed on the ground.
Xu Cheng's calm voice came: "You will lead the way."
The principal was stunned for a moment.
Xu Cheng added: "I'm here."
The principal finally nodded this time and showed a quiet and elegant smile.
"OK."
Xu Cheng shook off the ashes from his cigarette and looked up at the open space outside the teaching building.
Many deep space members are gathering, two of them are the most conspicuous.
They all held long sharp weapons in their hands. They were not common controlled knives, but weapons truly called "knives"!
As said before.
The first hundred or so people who came to the teaching building were only a small number.
Deep Space has been deployed at Haicheng University for many years, and it has only recently taken action, so it has naturally accumulated a lot of trump cards.
The two knife-wielding men are just "one" of them...
