Night, student dormitory, room 303, Zone 1.

There is a bunk bed in the spacious dormitory of about 50 square meters, the environment is clean and tidy, Lu Mingfei lives in the lower bunk, and the upper bunk is surprisingly Fingal, the eighth grade senior brother. On the day of freedom, he still fell asleep calmly despite the loud gunfire outside, which made Lu Mingfei marvel for a long time.

"Hey, are you alright?"

At this time, Fingal was playing on the forum in his notebook, and by the way, he poked his head down and greeted Lu Mingfei, who was shrinking into a ball.

"No, I guess you don't know what's going on in the morning......"

Lu Mingfei stared at Fingal and waved his hand weakly, as if to drive away a fly.

He was still alive and quiet the day before, but today he encountered a fierce shootout that he had never thought of, as well as an admission counseling that subverted the three views. In contrast, when the shootout is over and I see those "dead people" who he thinks get up one by one, the groove in my heart doesn't seem to be the same thing.

"Of course I do!" Speaking of this, Fingal seemed to be immediately excited, "You don't know, senior brother, I'm the head of the school's news department!" Department of Information! Do you know any concepts? That's the top paparazzi! It's not enough to see WikiLeaks and the CIA tied together! We can even find out the first girlfriends of those dead-faced department heads! Not to mention what you've done. It's all clearly written on the forum. ”

As he spoke, he handed down the notebook.

Lu Ming, who was a newcomer, naturally had no idea about the ability of this news department, but the picture played on the computer really made his little heart tremble again.

It was a video of Mercer's black figure scurrying from cover to cover, and if you didn't keep an eye on his figure, you could only see a faint black mass moving horizontally.

Because it was a picture taken by a monitor, it was much larger than what he saw, and it was even more impressive. I don't know who made the video, but I actually picked up all the songs that Mercer played at that time as BGM, and from time to time there were a few slow-motion close-ups, which felt like watching a Hollywood blockbuster.

As for the barrage and the comments below, they are almost all "This kid must be hanging", "Visually 10% of Ah San's blood", "This freshman is so powerful", "I am one of those innocent people who fell to the ground", "I want to know his mobile phone number", "The student union needs this kind of talent" and so on.

Even the headmaster's forum ID [Cambridge Folding Knife] made a comment: Very good sense of battle, very good.

"This Mercer is really powerful, the combat ability of this bunker is estimated to be second only to Chu Zihang and Caesar...... "Fingal lowered half of his body to watch with Lu Mingfei, and commented a few more words by the way.

"But this is not the hottest spot, you click on this."

At Fingal's guidance, he returned to the forum's homepage, where there was a reddened, artificially pinned post:

[Kassel Freedom Day Final Winner Announced]

Lu Mingfei trembled again, and the last memories of the day emerged from his mind, accompanied by uncontrollable panic. His hands trembled, and he instinctively wanted to move the mouse, but his habit of surfing the Internet for many years prompted him to double-click on the post.

“……”

The video begins with no sound, showing two people standing in front of the window, both wearing dark green standard school uniforms: Mercer and Lu Mingfei. Mercer set up a sniper rifle and pointed it outward, dangling it from time to time, and then taking a distant look at it; Lu Mingfei was a little stupid and motionless, holding the telescope like a sculpture.

After a while, the scene was still boring.

If this is also a film and television work, it must be a soap opera in a soap opera, which is enough to have a better hypnotic effect than sleeping pills. But Lu Mingfei, who was facing the computer screen, did not feel bored or yawned, on the contrary, he felt that his palms were already a little wet.

“…… Zizi, Caesar......"

The campus broadcasting system began to sound, Chu Zihang's cold voice came out, Lu Mingfei in the picture was still looking stupidly, and Mercer seemed to think of something, and suddenly his eyebrows and eyes were clearly curled, and he whistled loudly.

At this point, the video zooms out, and half of the frame shows the image taken by another camera:

Susie leaned out half of her body on the third floor, more than three hundred meters away, and the long barrel of Barrett's gun also stretched out, aiming at the corner directly in front of her; Nono, in a crimson combat uniform, was on the other side of the corner, lightly walking through a pile of debris and long flower beds.

Cheetahs are waiting for an opportunity to raid the antelope.

"This girl is very punctual, isn't she? Her name is Susie, and she's the Lionheart's right-hand man - oh yes, she's beautiful, but don't think about it, people like the Lionheart's president, Chu Zihang...... However, if you want to buy any gossip about her, photos or anything from me, the price is low! The Yellow Pages of Kassel and Fingal are at your service! ”

Perhaps because he felt that the atmosphere was too stuffy and uncomfortable, Fingal made a small joke, and Lu Mingfei could only pull the corners of his mouth with a little cooperation, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying - the video was still playing.

In front of the wide parking lot, Caesar and Chu Zihang had already begun to confront each other, the two had already been rivals, and they knew each other well. Almost at the same moment, the two drew their knives and pounced on each other.

"Bang-"

A gunshot rang out, and a muffled voice signaled the creation of the first out: Susie's forehead was bright red, and the fingers on the trigger were weakly relaxed. Mercer, who was in front of the window on the second floor, proudly blew out the gunsmoke that was almost absent in front of the blow gun, and Lu Mingfei, who was watching with a telescope on the side, was also a little happy.

At this time, Lu Mingfei, who was sitting on the bed watching the video, felt that from this scene, his heart seemed to be grabbed by something.

"Bang-"

The second gunshot rang out, and the handsome and silent Chu Zihang unfortunately became the second person to leave, and he was still holding Mura Yu in his hand, and he was still silent until he fell.

'It's coming, it's coming......

Panic spread in Lu Mingfei's heart, not only in the video, but also in the current him. Sweat had soaked his pajamas, but all he could feel was the cold of blood clotting.

"Bang-"

The golden Caesar also fell, and Mercer rudely shed a large bullet casing, grinning in a wicked arc at the corners of his mouth, and continued to reload and aim.

"Bang-"

At the end of the shot, the sound seemed to be particularly distant and abnormal. Lu Mingfei felt that he couldn't hear anything, and the blood splatters on the burgundy hair surged up crazily with his blood, and at this moment, the Lu Mingfei on the video screen and the Lu Mingfei who was watching now seemed to coincide completely.

The spirit was violently vibrating, the blood roaring and rushing, and some kind of power he had never imagined began to boil from the depths of the blood with black hatred and rage, making him rise and rise ...... Finally sink.

"Bang-"

The sound was crisp, it was short—it was a pistol firing.

Lu Mingfei took out the PPK that Mercer had returned to him, aimed it at Mercer's head in an awkward but extremely ferocious way, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang-" "Bang-"

There were two more shots in a row, and the huge recoil almost made Lu Mingfei's standing posture almost unable to maintain, and he could only hold on to the wall in an awkward position. But he still kept pulling the trigger, venting his anger and announcing the consequences of the transgression.

A great fear completely enveloped him facing the screen at this moment.

The man who pulled out his pistol and shot without hesitation...... The one who roared with gunfire and power...... The man with a hideous face like a demon...... The man who laughed in a fit of rage...... The man whose eyes shone with a hint of gold......

Unrecognizable.

That person is me?

Or something else?

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