......

Ten minutes later.

Gym.

Lin Jian took the two junior high school girls to the second floor.

The area on the second floor, where the dance studio is located, is a separate area on the second floor, and you need a separate staircase to go up.

That area has always been a secluded and uninhabited place.

Today, there are no students from the Morning Sword Club and the Dance Club using this classroom.

Lin Jian took the two girls to the second floor.

Looking at the empty classroom next to me, I felt like I had come to the empty middle school campus on a holiday many years later.

Lin Jian led people to the outside of the dance studio.

You can already see through the window glass and see the wooden floor in the dance studio.

The wooden floors of the dance studio, waxed and polished, reflect some light in the midday sun.

There was a lot of dust in the classroom.

The window shines in through the gaps in the opposite glass and window screens, reflecting the dust in the air.

The dust reflected in the sunlight has a sense of holiness.

However, at this moment, Lin Jian felt a little palpitating and cold.

He looked at the two girls behind him.

He has been with Luo Sisi at this time, and his face is also inexplicably a little uneasy.

I don't know if I felt the abnormality here like Lin Jian, or if two girls accompanied a boy in this secluded and uninhabited place, it would be insecure.

Lin Jian didn't think about this question.

He turned his head and said in a deep voice.

"I need to go in and deal with something, I'll make some noise, you don't do anything, five minutes, see how I'm inside. ”

"Don't ask any questions yet, I'll explain to you later. ”

"Don't panic at anything I do, unless I ask you for help!"

Lin Jian pondered the words for a moment and said seriously.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

When Luo Sisi heard Lin Jian's words, she panicked even more.

Lin Jian glanced at Luo Sisi.

Ignoring Luo Sisi, Lin Jian turned her head and wanted to enter through the main entrance of the dance studio.

Lin Jian walked to the main entrance of the dance studio.

Just as Lin Jian pushed the door, Lin Jian thought for a moment.

What if I enter the classroom and be stuffed in the room like a ghost movie in my previous life?

What if it's a fantasy, a weird scene, or an attack?

Lin Jian knew from Gu Jianyi's memory.

Although Gu Jianyi didn't have much experience in the inner world, he confirmed that there was indeed such a terrifying scene in the inner world.

Lin Jian thought for a moment.

A decision was made in my heart.

Let's demolish the house first.

I have a little privilege in the school now, so make the most of it.

Lin Jian took out the brown scabbard from the sword bag he was holding.

Then he pulled out the black ancient sword from its scabbard and kicked open the main door of the dance studio.

Smack.

Lin Jian directly slashed the two pieces of iron connected to the main entrance and the wall with a single sword.

Boom.

The wooden front door fell straight down.

Lin Jian held the main entrance and pulled it directly to the corridor, and at the end of the corridor, he directly kicked the main door into the distance.

"Ahh

Lin Jian heard the exclamations of the two girls.

Lin Jian ignored it, he directly broke a window from the outside first.

And then.

Lin Jian quickly rushed into the classroom.

He quickly pulled the windows open, and the curtains on the other side of the opposite side were also opened, and the windows were all open.

He also broke one of the opposite windows.

After achieving this level, Lin Jian directly faced the dance studio room that he had previously scouted and found a strange feeling.

He slashed the connection between the main entrance and the wall of the inner room with another sword, and then kicked the main entrance into the corner of the dance studio.

Then he turned on the steam wingsuit and rushed in.

One word.

It's 'reckless'!

Lin Jian dismantled half of the classroom and went directly to the mission location.

......

Two roads away from Yubei Middle School.

A taxi is driving towards Yubei Middle School.

The back seat of a taxi.

A woman wearing a black helmet and a silver half-face mask sat in the back row.

"Are you going to attend that school afternoon event like this?"

The woman in the silver half-mask asked.

She looked at the black helmet beside her.

Although the helmet is black, the glass on the front has a lot of transparency, and you can see the face inside.

You can see the man inside the helmet, his eyes are bloodshot at this time, and it seems that he has not rested well for many days.

There was silence for several breaths before Fu Boshan replied.

"Of course not. Just stay over there, as long as these two days pass, as long as I have that, everything can be over. ”

"There's nothing you can't give up. ”

"Otherwise. People like us will eventually die in the terror of violating the secret code at some inadvertent moment, or in the terror that we will eventually encounter in this life, and we will not die well. ”

"As long as ...... As long as...... Become...... Manage...... ...... treacherous"

Fu Bo's deep voice came from the helmet.

"It's coming soon. ”

"Eye Princess, if there is any accident, if you help me, after I succeed, you can let me do anything. ”

......

Bang!

The wooden door of the inner room that Lin Jian had just kicked away was still behind him, and there was a sound with the impact.

Lin Jianmang entered the back room.

I saw a big shelf in the back room, and there were many rows of shelves, on which were placed many kendo swordsmanship competition awards won by members of the Morning Sword Club.

Especially the most conspicuous row.

"2008 Yu Provincial Sword Competition High School Group Champion - Yang Yishan".

"2010 Yu Province Kendo Competition Team Competition High School Group Fifth Place".

......

Lin Jian's eyes quickly glanced over the shelf, and he immediately locked on to a corner of the club room with his sense of unease.

It's there!

The soul power in Lin Jian's body, which was like qi flu, immediately had a slight reaction.

Lin Jian saw that in the corner of the activity room, in a gray office cabinet with a small piece of transparent white glass, there was a black kendo armor.

The kendo armor is carved with a silver pattern, and it doesn't look like an ordinary kendo armor.

As Lin Jian locked onto the sword armor, the palpitations in his heart quickly became stronger at this moment.

An inexplicable uneasiness, an inexplicable feeling of biological instinct encountering danger, appeared in his heart.

Dangerous!

Threat!

Lin Jian felt a sense of depression, and then he immediately roared.

"Roll ——!"

Lin Jian directly activated the steam wingsuit behind him.

In this narrow space, the backpack behind Lin Jian spewed out a white steam.

Lin Jian directly stabbed straight forward with a strong forward leap.

Holding the sword in both hands, he stabbed through the gray office cabinet and stabbed it in the middle of the black armor.

Just when Lin Jian was about to stab the cabinet.

That moment.

Lin Jian felt the black armor in front of him, and countless black silk threads seemed to burst out from the surface of his black armor.

However, Lin Jian has no regrets.

Lin Jian's sword was already carrying incomparable kinetic energy, and it stabbed forward through the cabinet.

Bang!

Lin Jian's sword carried huge kinetic energy and sharpness pierced the door of the cabinet.

The black ancient sword pierced directly through the cabinet door, and then pierced into the black armor inside.

Lin Jian felt that the black ancient sword seemed to encounter strong resistance when it pierced into the black carved armor in front of him.

It's like piercing a bunch of intricate glass structures, and countless obstacles are shattered in this piercing!

Lin Jian saw that on the black ancient sword, a white symbol began to flicker.

As the white symbol flickered, the flu-like soul power in Lin Jian's body, as if it had found an outlet, surged from Lin Jian's body towards the black ancient sword in his hand.

Then, surging out of the black ancient sword, black armor squirted in.

Lin Jian felt that his soul power, like a steam with a temperature of hundreds of degrees, was injected into the ice cube.

The inside of the ice-like black armor seemed to be melted and dissolved in the steam that was hundreds of degrees Celsius.

Lin Jian saw the surface of the black armor, countless black silk threads, and seemed to feel the crisis at this moment.

An eerie phantage of an aged samurai emerges from the black armor.

There was a large gap in the shadow of the old samurai, like a gap in the middle of an ice block that had been burned by hot steam.

The old warrior's face twisted and roared in rage, and the black threads around him danced wildly like madness.