Chapter 91: Can I Say You're Too Weak?
The shouts of his comrades-in-arms echoed in his ears, and Han Gaofei, whose eyes were red, squeezed the machete in his hand fiercely.
He knew that the current situation was critical at this time, but Han Gaofei also knew that he would never abandon his comrades.
And...... Today's test was proposed by him, and now two comrades have died, and the matter is irreparable.
Han Gaofei was ready to sacrifice, and would rather die here with his comrades-in-arms than protect the students from leaving.
Because, the students are still young, their future is still very long, and they still have great potential.
Han Gaofei is convinced that among these students, sooner or later, there will be S, or SS, SSS level masters.
"No, I won't leave you behind. ”
Han Gaofei endured the pain, his facial muscles were completely twisted together, and his eyes were extremely red.
Han Gaofei turned his back to everyone, his pupils shrank: "We are soldiers, soldiers should stand up for innocent citizens, if I die, the students behind us will grow up, they will avenge us, if they also die in the future, there are thousands of Chinese soldiers behind us!"
"Children, I believe that each of you has a superhero dream in your heart, work hard, join our martial arts association to protect the earth!
"Instructor Han!!"
Time seems to freeze at this moment, and an invisible tragedy fills the entire scene, as if heaven and earth are moved!
Many students cried when they saw it, and tears poured out of everyone's eyes uncontrollably.
Is this the Chinese military?
They put their lives on the line to keep all students safe.
Once upon a time, these students thought their lives were safe and carefree.
But I didn't expect that on the invisible map, it was these unknown soldiers who were guarding the country and protecting themselves!
But—to no avail!
The disparity in strength between the two is too great.
Under the tyrant's blow, he was blocked by several instructors, and then grabbed the punch on the spot.
The fist came like the wind, directly grabbed the body of an instructor, and with a "poof", the opponent was pinched into blood on the spot, and blood continued to flow out of its huge palm.
All the students cried and began to cry.
Seeing these soldiers sacrifice heroically one after another, it is a pity that they can't help much, and the sobs come and go.
Chu Minghui handed over this group of students to another instructor, suddenly rushed over, stood with Han Gaofei, and raised his voice: "Captain Han, you are right, in this world, there are places where the sun does not shine, how many children have died because of the war, and how many families have been torn apart because of the war, but the glory of the soldiers reminds me that I shouldn't run away, we must rise up and resist, defeat the demon beast, and dismantle the conspiracy of the Black Skull!!"
Speaking of this, Mingming clenched his fists and suddenly yelled, "Captain Han, let's go together!"
Bang.
The tyrant smashed his fist again, and the dull sound almost made people's hearts tremble, and the bodies of several instructors in a row were smashed and flew out.
After Chu Minghui was hit by a punch in his body, the whole person flew out like a kite with a broken string, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his back hit the wall again, knocking the wall out of a hole on the spot.
"Boom. ”
The tyrant smiled contemptuously, the muscles with clear lines bulging up one by one, and the various criss-crossing hideous scars on his body showed its horror all the time.
Bite!!
At the same time, the other end.
Xie Lang closed his eyes slightly and opened them again, and found that his eyes were blurry, as if he couldn't see the surrounding situation clearly, and his red pupils kept turning in circles, and the wonderful lines in circles filled his pupils.
"What's going on?"
Why can't I see it?"
"Could it be that the double hook jade writing wheel eye is going to evolve?"
Didn't you hear that the evolution of the writing wheel eye can only evolve by watching the death of a friend, or the evolution of a loved one?
"Brother Lang, Brother Lang, what's wrong with you?"
Xie Lang rubbed his eyes and looked around, but found that he couldn't see anything, and after the double hook jade writing wheel eye turned into a triple hook jade, what he saw in front of him was really very different from before.
The whole world, oh no, the whole dark cave, seemed to become clearer, and he could clearly see everything living in the cave, as if it had amazing penetrating power.
In the distance, Han Gaofei, Chu Minghui, and the tyrant's body structure, including weaknesses, appeared in his pupils almost without reservation.
"It's... The power of the three-hook jade writing wheel?" Xie Lang thought subconsciously.
Xie Lang looked into the distance, and he found that his acting skills, like radar, could clearly see the movement of all the creatures in the cave, and if he could, he could slow down the movement speed of all creatures.
"A mere three-hook jade eye has such an ability, so if you evolve into a kaleidoscope writing wheel eye and master Susa Nenghu, Kamui, and Amaterasu, wouldn't it be even more rebellious?"
A smile appeared at the corner of Xie Lang's mouth.
Suddenly, it was this time.
The tyrant's powerful claws were like sharp swords, flying high towards Han Han.
In the face of the tyrant's claws, Han Gaofei seemed to feel that something was wrong, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand and stretch out his right hand.
"Bang!"
Just then, the explosion of a smoke bomb occurred at the scene.
The crowd separated Xie Lang from Wang Xian'er, Huang Xiaobo and others.
"Brother Lang... Brother Lang......"
All kinds of panicked noises rang out in the crowd, and all the students were in a mess like headless flies.
"Boom!"
When the smoke cleared, a man stood there from the crowd of students.
It was a guy wearing a dark white bone skull mask, a big black trench coat, black trousers, and white gloves.
He stood at the front of the students, tall and tall, like a peerless style, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his big trench coat blown up by the wind, and a confident smile on the corner of his mouth
Everyone's eyes widened.
“KING?”
"Why is Lord KING here?"
No one knows how this guy came here, and no one knows what kind of appearance he has under the mask of the white bone skull.
To the people, he was both a visitor to heaven and a messenger of hell, he was both good and evil, he loved to steal, but sometimes he was also unhappy.
In addition, he also has a world-resounding nickname, KING!
Clang!
The tyrant's blade fell in front of Han Gaofei, but it was resisted by the golden sword in Xie Lang's hand.
The tyrant's great strength exerted all his strength, and the claws could no longer advance a single inch.
This scene seems to be a little incongruous, the giant tyrant who is more than four meters tall was resisted by a human who is not more than 1.8 meters tall!
Newton's coffin couldn't be suppressed!
"Oh, can I say you're too weak!"
Swish.
As soon as the words fell, Xie Lang's other hand suddenly stretched out, as if he was probing for something, grabbed one end of the tyrant's claw, and threw it fiercely.
The tyrant's huge body was actually thrown out by Xie Lang's weak arm?
Who the would dare to believe this??
Many instructors at the scene were killed by the tyrant in one blow.
And this guy easily threw the tyrant out with one arm??