The walls are a little yellowish in the gray and white, the corners are covered with moss, and the roof is a little leaky.

I leaned against the wall, staring at the second row of the second group in a daze.

It had just rained, and every breath of air I breathed in was refreshing, not sleepy, and very suitable for being in a daze.

My name is Bai Yanbing, I am 17 years old, and I am a senior in high school this year.

When I was a child, I always felt that I was very special and awesome, I would grow the rainbow through the sun, the blue light wave fist, and the emperor of the five elements.

I can breathe fire and spit water, stealth, King Kong is not bad, maybe I can fly into the sky.

I once discussed with my parents the possibility of flying.

My parents expressed their support for my idea, and immediately nailed two layers of security windows to the balcony.

Since then, I've been worried about whether the world will be in chaos without my protection.

It wasn't until I grew up that I realized how stupid I was at that time.

I'm afraid these inferior civilian skills are not worthy of such an awesome and special me.

I have the ability to create anything out of thin air.

The first time I found it, at the age of fifteen, conjured a coin, although it was chrysanthemums on both sides.

Gradually, I tried to conjure up more and more things, such as a knife, chicken wings sprinkled with cumin, or a cola on the rocks.

As long as I understand the structure, material things can be imagined.

But my life hasn't changed, and I'm still struggling with sad math corrections and even more sad English dictation.

My crush still doesn't like me.

The girl I like is named Su Xiao, sitting in the second row of the second group, and likes to wear white clothes with streamers and a yellow hairpin pinned to her head.

The body is slender, not too good-looking, but very delicate, like a gardenia in the morning.

I've always been nice to her, and when she's down, I stuff caterpillars into her school bag to make her happy.

When I found her troubled by problems, I sang next to her and opened her mind.

Persisted for two years.

I think it's a pebble that should be moved.

But it's still unrequited love.

Ah, by the way, I really don't have a lot of emotional intelligence.

A "bang" shot pulled my thoughts back.

The classroom froze instantly, and the room was silent.

The math teacher's hand holding the chalk trembled in fright, and the chalk broke in two on the blackboard, and the tip of the pen "clicked" and fell to the ground.

Usually, you may not be able to hear the sound of the scales.

Time seemed to stand still for a few minutes, and everyone remained eerily quiet.

"Invite all the teachers and students to gather in the playground. The headmaster's deep male voice came over the radio.

"Damn, it's another disaster drill," the math teacher scolded secretly, and his whole body relaxed.

The students cheered and finally missed half of the math class.

Only I thought something was wrong, the headmaster's lard-coated vocal cords were a little different from usual.

It feels like ...... Stuck a mouthful of thick phlegm.

I can't care so much, the classmates have already run out of the chrysalis, jumping around all the way.

If we were to be the most optimistic in the face of disaster, I don't think anyone would dare to fight with us.

The pleasure of skipping math class is simply greater than heaven.

I also hurriedly rushed out, so that I could get to Su Xiao's side, in the crowded crowd, there are so many pairs of salty pig hands, it definitely doesn't matter if I have one more pair.

The crowd poured out like a myriad of streams flowing into the sea.

The playground was uncharacteristically neat, with crowds lined up in rows and a dead silence.

It was as if it had been choked by a dry hand.

In the middle of the playground, a man with a fleshy face wrapped his arms around the headmaster's neck, his revolver aimed at his head.

"Listen to the police outside, I want a helicopter, I have to be there in fifteen minutes, or I'll kill someone every fifteen minutes. ”

The man yelled outside.

It was supposed to be a robber who fled all the way to the school.

Then he threatened the principal with a gun and used the radio to gather the students.

It seems that we are being held hostage, and by the way, we are also used as a wall to block the view of the police, to prevent being raided or headshot by snipers.

I'm actually not very panicked, one of my points is that Mount Tai collapsed in front of the color unchanged, the disadvantage is that the dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

In fact, there is really no need to be nervous at this time, if the police do not give a decent answer, the man will shoot.

The first person to shoot was the headmaster.

* There were 6 rounds of ammunition, one of which was used to fire the gun and one that was used to kill the principal, so that there were only four rounds left.

There were about 2,000 people in the school, and if he hadn't been subdued within an hour, four more would have died.

The mortality rate for each person is 1 in 500, which is about the same as the probability of passing the test in English dictation, so I don't have to worry about it at all.

The moment the bullet misses is his death, he won't have time to change*, not to mention that the police will act, even our PE teachers can subdue him.

All the tension of human beings is mediocre and meaningless.

The police outside tried to calm him down, but he didn't let go and insisted on a helicopter.

The negotiations turned into a one-sided self-congratulation by the police.

The hour hand is turning, and fifteen minutes are about to pass in the blink of an eye.

"Don't talk nonsense, come as Lao Tzu asks!" the man pulled the trigger.

"Bang" sparks bloom and plasma blooms.

The headmaster fell to the ground in a daze, blood gushing out.

The crowd exploded, the fear of death broke through the oppression of death, and everyone ran back screaming.

The man burrowed into the crowd in a fit of rage, grabbed a man by the hair, and pulled her out.

My blood was cold all of a sudden, it was Su Xiao.

Now the death rate for others is 1 in 700.

Su Xiao's mortality rate was 100 percent.

The fear of death came through the numbers, and I started to get nervous.

Su Xiao's plain face suddenly turned pale, and her hair was also torn apart by the man, covering her shoulders messily.

"Don't mess around. The man kicked her hard.

Su Xiao's body couldn't stop trembling, and he cried out in pain.

Her white sneakers were stained with blood, and the splatters of blood wet her white stockings.

"Damn, tell you not to move"

The man's muzzle was aimed at Su Xiao's head, and the trigger was about to be pulled.

My blood boiled at once.

If I rushed, he would shoot me, and there was a 60 percent chance of hitting me.

If I want to save Su Xiao, then I have to take four bullets from him.

The survival rate is about two percent.

At this point, there is no need to calculate probabilities.

You can only exchange lives for lives.

I didn't know whether to hesitate or not, so I didn't.

I've never done anything for this girl I like.

I was as infatuated with her as a butterfly as a flower, and as a moth longing for fire.

But I was just like a caterpillar, cowering in the leaves and peeking at her.

I couldn't be among my peers when she was in full bloom, but when disaster struck.

When someone tried to pluck these beautiful flowers, I turned into a python and bit off that hand!

I took a deep breath, and the gray air currents in my palms swirled, intertwining into two sharp daggers.

I brandished two daggers and rushed forward shouting.

My purpose is to attract firepower, so I have to make him feel threatened, and humans will subconsciously attack creatures that threaten them.

Really.

The muzzle of his gun was immediately turned and the trigger was pulled.

* Exploding a bright flower, the bullet pierced my left shoulder, bringing out a large stream of blood.

The pain and convulsions were so severe that the dagger in my left hand fell to the ground.

I lost sensation in my left hand, probably from a broken bone.

But it doesn't matter, the first bullet resisted!

I gritted my teeth and swung my right hand at his chest.

He took a step back and dodged my attack, and his colleague's hand that grabbed Su Xiao's hair also let go.

I threw the dagger.

He subconsciously opened fire, and the bullets missed.

I clenched my fist, and the gray air flow converged again, condensing into a dagger.

There are two bullets left!

I jumped right up and slammed into his gun-holding hand.

Many people will subconsciously hide from a distance when faced with guns, which is not correct.

For non-gun owners, they can only be attacked from a distance and flee to wait for the next attack, while at close range they can limit the attack or stop the attack.

No matter how you look at it, it's more favorable.

He was visibly stunned for a moment, and I immediately stabbed him in the left arm.

The dagger dug deep into the flesh, peeking through the other end of the arm.

He yelled in pain, held the gun in his right hand, pressed it directly against my chest, and pulled the trigger.

"Bang" blood splattered like flowers.

The bullet went through my chest and out of my back, and I fell to the ground in a daze.

Warm liquid poured out from the huge wound, and the heat kept flowing, and the body gradually became cold.

His hands and feet seemed to be frozen, and he was completely unconscious.

The brain is gradually numb.

", dog thing, dog thing. "The man kicked me hard in the lower abdomen.

I couldn't feel the pain anymore, and I was losing consciousness.

"Dog stuff. The man cursed.

He turned around and walked towards Su Xiao who was sitting on the ground, the crowd had already run away, and Su Xiao was now closest to him.

Su Xiao was so frightened that he almost collapsed, his calves kept trembling, and his hands were trembling back while supporting the ground.

"Now it's up to those damn cops to save you. The man grabbed Su Xiao's hair again, pulled her up, and held a gun to her head.

Am I dying?

I don't know, but I'm not dead.

If I don't die, no one can hurt Su Xiao.

No one can hurt the person I want to protect, and anyone who dares to harm her will have to go to hell.

Even turning into a corpse will drag you to hell!

Definitely going to drag you to hell!

Give me hell!

With the last of my strength, I condensed a thin sword, rolled over and got up, and pounced on the man.

He turned his head, frowning, and the muzzle of the gun was aimed at me again.

I pierced his arm again with my rapper, and his bullet pierced my chest again.

"it, dog. He smirked.

"Hehe," I grinned, "you're out of bullets." ”

Before losing consciousness, I saw a bullet pierce his forehead and his expression froze.

Police snipers are also counting his bullets.

Fool, you have forgotten your purpose.

Fool, are you proud to kill me, you really want to pour dog blood on your stupid face.

You want to leave alive, and I, from the beginning, just wanted to save Su Xiao.

Your purpose is not to kill me, and my purpose is not to save my life.

It is easy for people to make moves that deviate from their purpose in the case of mood swings.

You forgot your purpose, I haven't.

So, I win, you lose.

Hey.

I slammed it to the ground, and the world went dark.