Zhang San strode forward, the third brother's wrist was slightly raised, and the tip of the knife stabbed Zhang San's neck, fast and ruthless.

Behind him, the big head has jumped up, and the wind is rising.

A warm current appeared in Zhang San's body in a trance, flashing from his heart. His forward pace suddenly stopped, completely contrary to the principles of physics, his neck leaned back, and the man scurried back with the third brother's broken saber.

The big head didn't expect that the figure that rushed forward would retreat inexplicably. The person couldn't change direction in the air, and a strange scream swept over Zhang San's head.

The ghost line of poinsettia came from the back and also wrapped around Zhang San's neck. Zhang San's waist seemed to be boneless, folded back 90 degrees, and he could dodge it. The ghost thread chased after it like a living thing, a snake at the head of the thread.

Zhang San changed direction several times, all by instinct, and there was no way to change at this time. The neck was touched, his head was dizzy, and his backward body fell to the ground. I felt stiffness around my neck, and the feeling of paralysis hit me, making it difficult to even open my mouth.

The big head has jumped to the front, and there is no threat for the time being. But the third brother followed Zhang San, how could he let go of such an opportunity, and he swooped down and stabbed into the shoulder socket with a knife.

"Just dead?" Zhang San's mind was very clear, and he heard a slight "poof" on his shoulder, and at the same time, a cold breath entered his body, and he didn't feel any pain. "I was still stabbed to death! He was cold, he was so dead. ”

"Why didn't you stab me in the chest? "Zhang San is also a little strange, the third brother is such a master, where is it not easy to stab? Why do you want to stab in the shoulder socket that can't kill with one knife?

The warm current that had appeared in my heart flashed near the wound again, and the numbness near my neck disappeared suddenly.

Everything just now, to say a long story, is actually just a moment. The third brother's volley was about to fall.

The paralysis disappeared, Zhang San subconsciously curled up, and his knees pressed against the third brother's abdomen. Out of the corner of his eye, the ghost line of poinsettia happened to be knocked away by the body of the third brother who flew out. I felt a chill on my shoulder again, it was the broken saber that had been drawn.

Zhang San jumped up with a hideous expression, and at this time, the pain in his shoulder came like a tide, distorting his face. "There is still a play, never give in!"

He saw that the big head had just landed, and behind him was the sound of the third brother turning over, very soft, knowing that this martial arts master would not give people a chance to sneak attack.

Poinsettia's hand waved, and the ghost wire cut through the air and flew towards him.

Front. This thought flashed, and the man had already rushed to the big head in front of him. I happened to see the bald head who turned around, and waved the broken saber in his hand like a peacock opening the screen, blocking his way.

Zhang Sanhe crashed in, reached out and hit the big head's right arm accurately, swinging the broken saber, fast and ruthless.

The two collided.

No matter how heavy the big head is, in front of Zhang San at this time, it will be knocked away with a "bang".

With a smile still on his face, he took a step sideways, blocking Zhang San's way forward, and his hand suddenly stretched out.

Close your eyes. Zhang San's footsteps did not stop, his eyes were closed, and the road conditions he saw just now were as clear as if engraved in his mind.

"Ahh

Zhang San knew that Yao Rizhu worked.

Audibly, the stealing song did not move, and Zhang Sanyi punched out, which should be the position of his face.

Sure enough, when he heard the sound of side shifting, Zhang San fled like a whirlwind.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind them, and five seconds had passed, and the four of them began to chase after them. Zhang San opened his eyes and found that he was running on the road in his impression, not bad at all.

He didn't have time to be surprised, the pain in the shoulder socket had already set in, making his entire left arm a little numb. Covering the wound with his right hand, it is estimated that there is a lot of blood, and he finds that the wound is very dry.

There were so many things just now that he didn't have time to go into them. Since there is no bloodshed, it is just time to bury your head and run wildly. Slowly, there was only the footsteps of stealing the Tianqu behind him, always more than ten meters behind. The other three are no longer a threat.

The two of them ran straight out for more than ten miles, one after the other. The Sky Stealer had been hanging from a similar position behind him.

What's going on? Failed products also have special aspects? The third brother's strength and speed of stealing Tianqu are all about the same as his own. Maybe Big Head and Poinsettia are no worse than themselves in some way, and you should be careful when you meet them in the future.

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a slight sound of breaking the air behind him, and the picture flashed in Zhang San's mind, as if he saw a small bead flying over. He subconsciously closed his eyes and kept walking.

After a few steps, I heard the sound of the beads falling to the ground, just ahead. He adjusted his footsteps and stepped on that position.

"Don't!" there was some nervousness in the voice of the Sky Thief.

The feeling of stepping on the feet is like stepping on a steel ball, and the soles of sneakers are a little awkward.

Zhang San opened his eyes and continued to run, but the footsteps behind him stopped.

……

Having been in love in college, Zhang San knows very well which locations in the school have fewer monitoring probes, or have been made up of by his classmates.

Based on his impression, he tried his best to walk in the blind corner of the surveillance and hid in the storage room of the lecture hall.

At this time, he was free to take off his clothes and look at the wound.

The broken saber was too sharp, and there was only a white mark on the wound in the shoulder socket, and the skin and muscles were in place. If it weren't for the faint pain, I almost couldn't help but touch it.

It's just strange, since it's so sharp, why didn't it pierce through the position behind the shoulder, and it didn't feel at all.

Could it be a sudden warm current? The first time it appeared, the forward rush could actually turn into a retreat, creating a glimmer of life; the second time, when he was stabbed by a broken saber, the feeling of paralysis disappeared in a flash, is there still a healing effect?

Zhang San tried hard to find the warmth in his body, but he never felt anything strange in his body. He was now a little numb, and many things were difficult to understand since he had non-human powers.

The campus was very lively, the sound of music came, and Zhang San couldn't calm down. After packing up a bit, I went to the playground. There's a lot of people there, and the cameras are crooked, so it's a good place to hide.

Walking on the familiar campus, he thought of Lin Ting, and his heart was full of tenderness: Little cutie, I may never be able to accompany you. I escaped today, and I don't know if I can escape next time. Let me reminisce about everything we have when I am still a "human".

On both sides of the rostrum, there are two large bulletin walls, where most of the activities of various groups of the school will be posted. Now there are a lot of people around, and there is a lot of discussion.

Unexpectedly, the scientific and technological information of the past two days has made the students so excited:

"It is our great fortune to be born in the era of technological blowouts......"

"The world order will be restructured soon, what should college students do......

"The Void Boots have appeared, is the future only on Earth......

"We embrace the future and applaud science and technology......"

"The Dongzhou City Student Federation has issued a notice that major colleges and universities have released programs to cheer for science and technology......"

All kinds of slogans, plastered all over the bulletin wall in the name of various groups, as if the group did not exist without a few words.

There are also various plans released: "New Technology and College Students Hit It Off" short drama, "Void Flash Mob"; Morning in the Valley of Science and Technology"......

Zhang San opened the five fingers of his left hand and combed his bangs. The enthusiasm of the classmates is gasoline, and any spark can ignite, not to mention the intensive launch of so many new technologies? Zhang San does not blame their impulsiveness, but just laments the future of mankind.

A group of people appeared in the playground in costumes for a public rehearsal. Many students gathered around, and the atmosphere of the performance was immediately revealed.

Is this a celebration of the end times?