Hanye didn't look back, as if he didn't notice the boy's movements, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a slight arc. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As soon as the boy's hand slapped over, two rows of hideous ice spikes suddenly appeared on Su Han's back. With a scream, the boy withdrew his hand like an electric shock and jumped back two steps.

Somewhat surprised, he glanced at the faint flame on his right hand, and the three bloody holes that had been pierced on it, and the boy held his hand, and actually sealed the wound with the flame in his hand.

"I'm so good at acting, how did you find out?" The boy tilted his head and asked curiously, as if he didn't care about the fact that he had the three skeletons he had stabbed in his own hands.

Han Ye didn't answer him immediately, but put Mi Xiaodie down and said softly, "Don't move with it." Mi Xiaodie didn't ask why the boy next to him had a fire in his hand, nor did she ask why it was so cold next to the cold night, but nodded obediently and stepped aside.

The cold night glanced at Mi Xiaodie meaningfully, but didn't say much. Obviously, Mi Xiaodie's family is not just a piece of jewelry, otherwise Mi Xiaodie would not have been assassinated so many times. It is estimated that she is used to it, and Han Ye thought of it a little ridiculously, so she immediately retracted her mind and looked at the boy in front of her.

"Hey, you two know each other, then I hit the wrong person......" The boy saw that the two were quite familiar with each other, so he hurriedly said.

"It's late." Cold Night said coldly. With that, he twitched his right hand on the zipper on his left sleeve, and a black cylinder about twenty centimeters long appeared in his hand. Han Ye held the cylinder with his right hand and pressed it hard, and a sharp blade about half a meter long appeared on one side of the cylinder.

"I haven't seen anything yet! Oh! Oh! Oh! Empty, space folding, show me this weapon, just take a look! The boy crowed like a rooster, and his eyes flashed with little stars, and he said in a tone that was almost pleading.

"It's almost coming out." Mi Xiaodie couldn't help but complain. When the boy heard this, he quickly wiped his mouth, but found that he didn't, so he couldn't help touching his head and laughing awkwardly.

Ignoring the conversation between the two, Hanye held the blade and rushed towards the boy. Due to the close distance, as soon as he kicked his leg in the cold night, the person had already rushed in front of the boy, and the sharp blade almost touched the boy's neck.

The boy's face was frightened, and he tried his best to turn sideways before he could barely dodge. He said a little angrily: "Why are you so ruthless, and you still use the knife, I don't see anything, hey!" Ay! Ay! Before the boy could finish speaking, the blade of the cold night had flipped around and slashed towards his neck.

The boy's hands suddenly turned red, and he slammed into the blade of the cold night. But the blade did not change color, nor did it show any signs of heating. When the boy saw this, he couldn't help but be surprised, and the look of amazement in his eyes was even worse. The cold night pumped hard, but it didn't pull out.

He kicked his feet on the boy's stomach, and the boy was unsteady and his hand was released. Cold Night withdrew his blade, and his body flipped around in the air with the momentum, landing steadily on the ground.

"You're too fierce, I just thought you were trying to do something wrong, and you even used a knife, and the knife stabbed me in the neck!" The boy clutched his stomach and looked at the cold night with great anger and pain. Hearing the words in the cold night, he was a little puzzled, he wasn't a killer?

As soon as Han Ye turned his head to look at Mi Xiaodie, he saw a middle-aged man raise the dagger in his hand and stabbed at Mi Xiaodie, who was unaware.

"When"

The blades and daggers fell to the ground, and the cold night rushed towards the middle-aged man, holding a sharp ice spike in his hand. Seeing that he couldn't do anything, the middle-aged man pushed a handful of rice butterflies, and with a slight flick of his legs, he jumped like a flea to the two-meter-high toilet glass, smashed it and fled.

"Leg Deviant." Hanye caught Mi Xiaodie, who was pushed, looked at the broken window, and said thoughtfully. At a height of two meters, you can jump up effortlessly on a cold night, but the place where the man jumps is nearly five meters away from the window, and he jumps backwards, which is difficult.

Mi Xiaodie didn't see the scene of the man raising the dagger, but she knew that there was another person next to her, and then ran away, so she wasn't very surprised. Just squatting on the ground, his face is a little pale.

"Da, da, da." Listening to the fierce gunshots coming from outside, Mi Xiaodie's body trembled slightly. Han Ye squatted slightly, patted her head gently, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Mi Xiaodie nodded and stopped talking. Su Han picked up the sharp blade on the ground, put it back in the zipper of his left arm, and walked towards the boy with the dagger.

When the boy saw the action of the cold night, he couldn't help but panic, and said with a stutter: "I'm just a passerby, you, you, what are you doing with a knife!" Let's talk! ”

Hanye didn't pay attention to the boy's words, but stepped forward, drove the dagger to the boy's neck, and said sharply: "What is your identity, you only have one chance!" ”

Fire suddenly gushed out of the boy's hand, his face turned cold on the cold night, and he used a little more force in his hand, and the dagger instantly pierced the boy's neck, and the blood flowed.

The boy's body trembled, he sat down on the ground, his limbs were so frightened that he stepped back on all fours, and hurriedly said in his mouth: "Big, big brother, I really just saw the two of you by accident, and then I thought you were plotting against other girls, so I made a move." And my ability isn't very well controlled, and it just popped up. You, don't point a knife at me! The boy was about to cry, because no matter how he retreated, the knife was tightly embedded in his neck with his movements, like a sword of Damocles above his head.

"Cold night, he seems to be really a student here, I seem to have seen him, are you? You are the Zhang Miao who is the penultimate in the whole school! Mi Xiaodie frowned and thought about it, and said with some hesitation. Yes, yes, I'm Zhang Miao, forehead ......" Hearing the latter words, he couldn't help but touch his head a little embarrassed.

When Han Ye heard this, he not only withdrew the dagger, but also stretched out his left hand and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person, get up!" Seeing this, Zhang Miao was not in a hurry, took Han Ye's hand and stood up, and said nervously: "It's okay, it's just a little injury, I am often injured in fights, this is nothing!" ”

"Are you sure?" Mi Xiaodie pointed to the mirror in the toilet and motioned for him to come over and take a look. Zhang Miao looked over, and immediately jumped up in fright, covered his still bleeding neck with one hand, and cried at the cold night with a sad face: "Dude, you are too ruthless to do this, I am about to become a bloody person." ”

Hanye chuckled and said, "You should be glad I didn't doze off before, otherwise my hand would shake, and it is estimated that your neck will fall off!" When Zhang Miao heard this, his face suddenly changed, and then he said with a smile: "Big brother, you are so powerful, how can you bully me, a little ordinary person!" You say no! ”

"You are an ordinary person, so where did the fire in your body come from!" Cold Night teased. Zhang Miao saw that Han Ye pierced himself with a word, and he was not angry, but laughed together. After all, Kyoto No. 1 Middle School is also a key high school, and those with bad grades like him basically come in by virtue of their family connections, so how can they be ordinary people!

Suddenly, the gunfire outside stopped, and the three of them looked at each other and walked towards the door......