The crowd jerked back, and the sound of the benches falling to the ground was heard.

The big head carried Hu Kaichen, like a chicken, looking indifferently.

Near the food stalls, there are usually police cars stationed, and there is already movement there.

When Hu Kaichen came back to his breath with a miserable scream, the cold voice of the big head came into his ears again: "Don't you say it yet?"

"Say, I say......" Hu Kaichen's forehead was like cold sweat, and the pain in his left foot almost made him faint.

"Where did you go?" As soon as the big head let go, Hu Kaichen sat down on the chair, and there was another cry of pain.

"Huh?" the big head glared fiercely.

"Nine, nine, rehearsal room...... Ah...... "Hu Kaichen really hopes this is a dream."

“…… Asking for support, someone is making trouble in the food stalls......" The sound of a walkie-talkie came from outside the crowd.

Some people in the crowd of onlookers secretly used their mobile phones to record the video.

Big Head and Poinsettia glanced at each other and walked straight out, ignoring the world at all. It seems that in their eyes, there is no difference between people and tables, chairs and benches.

Seeing this pair of strange people leave, the boss rushed over, hugged Hu Kaichen and asked, "How is it?"

"Broken leg. Hu Kaichen grabbed the boss's arm tightly, his voice hoarse and frightened.

"Call an ambulance. The boss shouted to the waiter.

"Nope. Hu Kaichen grinned and let go of a hand, took out his mobile phone in his trouser pocket, but he couldn't open the phone book, "Quick, help, call Zhang San." ”

The boss took his mobile phone, found Zhang San's number, pressed the hit button, and sent it to Hu Kaichen's ear.

"Zhang San, don't go, it's dangerous there......" Hu Kaichen shouted into the microphone.

"Huh?" he turned his face sideways and saw that the phone was not connected, and then pasted it, only to realize that there was a voice reminder inside: The phone you dialed has been turned off, you dial ......

"Quick, dial again......"

Hu Kaichen cried and mourned, and redial it was repeated over and over again, and Zhang San's phone was turned off all the time. The police showed up and dispersed the crowd. An ambulance arrived and lifted Hu Kaichen onto a stretcher.

He lay on his back on the stretcher, looking at the dark night sky, and kept muttering: I hurt him...... I hurt him......

There was pain after the fracture in his face, and there was deep self-blame.

……

Zhang San was not in a hurry, and slowly walked towards the ninth middle school. The sense of danger that had just appeared was gone. Now he understood that non-human powers possess more than strength and reactions, but also a variety of other perceptions, even intuition of danger.

If you put aside the emotions of indiscriminate extraction, this is definitely the top high-tech, like the foil of the eye-to-eye, beyond the imagination of human beings.

Now my various perceptions have gone up a big step compared to the past. If you used to see the world through frosted glass, now it's like removing the window and blending into nature.

Passing by a small park with drinking equipment. Zhang San drank enough water and washed his head and face by the way. I feel that I have come to Dongzhou City, this is a metropolis, with a population of more than 10 million, and I am mixed in it, so I have more room for maneuver.

There were fewer pedestrians, and Zhang San had already arrived near No. 9 Middle School. The layout of the school is about the same, with only a few street lights at night, which seems very quiet.

He jumped in from the fence and, according to Hu Kaichen's description, walked towards the rehearsal room. It was a corner of the school, a small 4-story building. The rehearsal room is on the first floor, and the dim street lamps shine in, and there is a reflection of the mirror inside.

Yes, I will spend the night here, and tomorrow I will consider a place to stay. Zhang San walked in the shadows of the trees, his footsteps as soft as a wild cat.

Zhang San suddenly stopped and hid behind a big tree, and a sense of crisis suddenly appeared.

There was an abnormal reflection in the mirror! Zhang San looked intently, and in the mirror in the rehearsal room, there was a little dim light, which would move slightly.

Zhang San closed his eyes and opened them again, and his eyes automatically adjusted to this brightness. Through the mirror, I can see the bald head of the big head in the rehearsal room, and the bright can always reflect the light in a certain direction.

Damn, what's going on? It's been several times, and it seems that my thoughts will be known by the system, and I can accurately predict where I'm going.

He looked closely again, and also saw a vague and graceful figure.

The two tried to ambush themselves, but fortunately the bald head exposed the target.

Zhang San slowly stepped back. Why did they perceive danger when they saw the reflection this time? Could it be because of their murderous aura? They just waited quietly this time, and did not want to chase and kill themselves?

Zhang San thought casually, more energy on the road, and quietly retreated.

That's fine, you wait here, Lao Tzu will go first.

Out of the school gate, he walked quickly in the shadows, but he couldn't decide where to go.

"Food stalls!" Xiao Ming suddenly jumped out to remind.

"It works. Xiaobai actually agreed.

Zhang San walked towards the food stall again. Since the most dangerous place is the safest place, then your own return gun may be the best place to go.

The food stalls are still lively, I really don't know why there are so many people, unwilling to sleep to eat, and then shouting to lose weight.

"Huh?" Zhang San saw the periphery of the food stalls, and the police force had increased a lot.

He walked in with his head down, and went back to the stall where he often ate. I heard a lot of people talking about it while drinking:

It is estimated that it is an emotional dispute, and the bald head is green, looking for a little white face to take revenge......

Yes, it's so stunning, and it's hard enough for a bald head in this life......

With his own virtue, how can a beautiful woman not come out of the wall......

It's a pity that the guy, his friend is the little white face, but he broke his leg......

Zhang San stood still, and a faint emotion appeared in his heart. What? Hu Kaichen was broken leg?

The thought of Big Head and Poinsettia hiding in the rehearsal room confirmed his thoughts even more. This pair of dog men and women are starting to do it to their friends!

I was afraid for a while, but fortunately I wasn't in my hometown.

However, this affected Hu Kaichen......

Zhang San was very entangled. The emotional inadequacy made him feel at a loss in his heart. He knew that the emotion that flashed just now should be "hate", why didn't he get it back?

Also, Hu Kaichen was injured, and it seemed that he should do something. He spread the five fingers of his left hand and combed his bangs, trying to think about what to do.

What's going on? What the hell should I do?

I only have this idea in my head, but I can't find a matching action. The lack of emotion seems to hide a lot of judgment guidance at the same time.

He looked around blankly. The food stalls were as lively as ever, people were buzzing excitedly or drunkenly, and the sound was loud and noisy, and it seemed to be far away from them...... Holy shit, can anyone tell me what I should do? Zhang San was roaring inside, he felt panicked!

……

"Zhang San, why don't you break the legs of the big head and break two, so that he won't dare in the future. Xiao Ming was willing to be that dog's day, and jumped out to remind him.

"He wears wisps of armor and fights constantly ......"

"If you keep fighting, you have to fight hard, and if you fight a few more times, you may break it. ”

"I'm afraid that the big head's leg is not broken, and Zhang San has been caught......"

Zhang San Huoran turned around and strode towards the road. Xiao Ming is right, I should also go for a leg fight!

Now that they know that they are hiding in the Ninth Middle School, they will go to the anti-ambush, and it is another matter whether they will be interrupted or kept fighting.

Leaving the food stall, he ran fast.

The gate of No. 9 Middle School was open, there were policemen maintaining order, and the gatekeeper was standing at the door smoking. Inside the school, there are also flashing police lights.

There's something big going on here!

Zhang San bypassed the school gate, jumped in through the fence on the other side, found a place near the rehearsal room, and climbed a tree.

The police were just on guard on the perimeter, and the rehearsal room was brightly lit. Big Head and Poinsettia stood in the middle, and their periphery, four inside and six outside, were facing each other.

Looking at the outfit and the cold weapon in his hand, Zhang San knew that it was the city god guard of Dongzhou City, and there were ten of them.

Good formation. Where are you running now? Zhang San hid comfortably on the branch, forgetting about the leg beating, and waited to see Datou and Poinsettia escorted away.