"It's a nuisance. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Feng Jing muttered, and the bullet that landed in the air clanged to the ground, and he swept forward and disappeared in front of everyone's guns.

Dealing with these ordinary people, in Feng Jing's arrogant eyes, even if he has no attack expertise, it is more than enough. He first came to the tall man who was closer to him, kicked him in the lower abdomen, and the man flew upside down.

At the moment when the tall man flew upside down, he leaned forward, drew the saber at his waist, and then came behind the tall man at great speed. There was a crisp sound, and the saber was plunged into the heart from behind the tall man.

When he landed, the tall man's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and a wave of pain struck, and then he lost consciousness, his pupils began to dilate, and his head hung forward.

By the pale white moonlight, the rest of the accomplices carrying submachine guns couldn't help but be stunned when they saw their companions suddenly killed, and looked at each other in pairs, giving birth to a hint of coolness. But they didn't hesitate too much, the muzzle of the gun turned, the trigger was pulled again and again, and they covered each other to hide towards the obstacle.

The saber was withdrawn from the tall man's back, Feng Jing habitually twitched the corners of his lips, and jumped towards the young man carrying the submachine gun on his left.

Bang, the moment the trigger of the submachine gun was pulled, Feng Jing came to the young man, the saber wiped his throat, and jumped towards the other person again.

I saw blood rushing out of the throat of the young man carrying the submachine gun, his eyes widened, and his hand covered his throat. But how can you stop the blood gushing out? After a while, the young man fell to the ground.

In a moment, two more people died like him, their throats were wiped by sabers, they covered their throats, and fell to the ground one after another.

Finally, the saber galloped towards the young man who was about to hide in the remnant wall, and with a slight sound, it plunged into the heart of the young man on the side of the remnant wall.

The young man at the remnant wall stared at him, he couldn't believe it, his head slowly lowered to his chest, and when he saw the saber on his chest, he seemed to be unable to stand the stimulation, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground along the remnant wall.

Five of the six died, and one remained.

The man hesitated, forgetting to pull the trigger of the submachine gun, his eyes wandering over the five companions who had died suddenly.

"Want to live?" Feng Jing's gaze followed the gaze of the remaining person, and said defiantly.

The man couldn't help but be stunned, took a step back, picked up the submachine gun, and aimed the muzzle at Feng Jing's head, but he didn't pull the trigger for a long time. Obviously, he knew very well that as long as the trigger was pulled, he would die like a companion, with no place to bury, because the person in front of him could see the trajectory of the bullet and avoid the bullet lightly.

That's right, in the case of insufficient true qi, Feng Jing could only rely on his agile senses and choose hand-to-hand combat tactics. At the same time, he must give up the spatial movement skills that require high consumption of True Qi, and save the scarce True Qi for other purposes, such as maintaining the stability of the evil qi in the body, such as dominating the body, such as self-recovery from injuries, and choosing to escape when it is dangerous.

Although he doesn't have any attack skills, for ordinary people, his sensitive senses and quick skills are more than enough to deal with ordinary people, it's just a little troublesome.

Feng Jing saw that the man did not answer, the corners of his lips habitually twitched, and said, "Who are you, why do you always have trouble with me?" ”

"What are you doing, fire!"

The voice came from the man's headset, and Feng Jing, who was three or four meters away, could hear it clearly.

Bang, the man overcame his fear and pulled the trigger, but unfortunately, the bullet flew through the air and towards the darkness at the wall.

Belch...... Suddenly, there was someone behind him, and the man was clinging to him, his hand around his shoulder, stuck in his throat.

Feng Jing came behind the man, three fingers fell into the man's throat, and a trace of blood dripped down his fingers, as long as he exerted a little force, he could tear the man's throat alive.

"Who are you?"

This time he didn't ask the man in front of him, but the man in his headset. He seemed familiar with the sound of shouting and firing just now, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it, and if he wanted to find out the truth, he had to inquire about it.

Tick, with a bang, the other party cut off the connection, leaving Feng Jing at a loss.

"Damn, six more of me were sacrificed."

On the roof of a foreign building 500 meters east of Dongcheng Middle School, Ming pulled out his headset and slammed it on the ground and scolded.

The man next to him looked at him and was about to ask what to do, when bang, an explosion came from the direction of the school. Turning his head to look to the west, he saw a firelight, which was very dazzling.

……

Three hundred meters north of Dongcheng Middle School, in front of the window on the 25th floor of the Four Seasons Hotel next to Dongcheng Avenue.

"What are you going to do?" Qiankun took Lan Yu's hand against the current and asked.

Looking at the explosion of fire, Lan Yu couldn't bear it, she wanted to go to Dongcheng Middle School to have a look, because her master said that if Feng Jing had any mistakes, she wouldn't go back, and it seemed to be her duty to protect her Senior Brother Feng Jing, even if she was getting away from Dongcheng High School.

"I'm going over."

"What can you do in the past?"

"I ...... You can't just watch it...... Watching my brother die. ”

Lan Yu shook off the hand that Qiankun was holding against the current as she spoke, and insisted on going.

Can she go and do it? In addition to wiping other people's necks, the specialty is space-time magic, but it is not an attack skill, or an epidemic prevention skill, and it is useless in guns, rockets, and bombs.

"Come back." Qiankun shouted against the current, and his hand withdrew, pulling her in front of him, wrapping around her, and his lips whispered in her ear, "Trust me, he's fine." ”

Lan Yu struggled, but no matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break away, and after a while, she gave up struggling, and prepared to seal the seal using the space-time technique, but the seal was halfway through and stopped. She clearly knew that her space-time technique was just a small skill of carving insects in the eyes of everyone like Qiankun Countercurrent.

Inadvertently, Lan Yu's cheeks flushed, and she looked at the man holding her behind her in a daze. In her memory, she had never been held by a man like this, her cheek almost touching her cheek, and her faint breathing could be clearly heard.

Qiankun Countercurrent didn't feel any discomfort before, but when Lan Yu suddenly looked at it like this, he felt that something was wrong, and quickly let go of the beauty in his arms, and said incoherently: "That...... Just now...... That one...... You don't have to worry, your senior brother has a long life, and he won't die so easily...... Also, he has to grow up and grow himself. The more he said the words of Qiankun against the current, the more gloomy he became, and he didn't seem to believe that Feng Jing could escape this catastrophe.

Just now, Lan Yu was a little emotional, and her strength to save her senior brother calmed down, perhaps her heart was calm. Her gaze left Qiankun Countercurrent, and followed his gaze to Dongcheng Middle School to the south.

Before Dongcheng Middle School exploded again, Feng Jing stretched out his hand and took off the headset on the man's ear, and was shouting in, when he unknowingly, a rocket flew from the west.

Feng Jing overlooked a question when dealing with Ming's six subordinates, where did those fake students in school uniforms go? They were withdrawing, heading west, because they knew there would be another bombardment.

Bang bang bang...... As soon as the rocket came into contact with the ruined brick wall, it exploded, which in turn triggered a series of explosions that had not yet been installed.

In the explosion, Feng Jing was not spared, he was bounced to this side and then to that side, although he immediately used his true qi to gather a protective film, but he couldn't withstand the serial explosions. After being ejected for the first time, he frowned, and tried to use his exclusive skill space movement - to escape, but to no avail, no matter how much he tried to focus on luck.

When the car runs out of gas, can it still run away? Obviously not, Feng Jing is in such a situation now.

Fortunately, he has a protective film of true qi condensation, and his physical strength is better than that of ordinary people, after a burst of bombing, Feng Jing was catapulted to the stump of the wall, covered in blood, unconscious.

Although Feng Jing won't die so easily, what about the students who are buried under the rubble? It's like an earthquake followed by another strong earthquake, and there is no intention of letting people live.

"Feng Jing, Feng Jing, where are you, Feng Jing......" Looking at the burst of fire, Yao Qian in the grass at the back of the school didn't have to stop, and rushed out of the tall grass to find the broken wall, completely forgetting her own safety.

This made his ears much better, but he didn't hear Feng Jing's answer. Did he go back to school? She didn't know, but she went to the school, whether he was there or not.

……

At the same time, two hundred meters behind Dongcheng Middle School, in the main hall of a courtyard-style tiled house, there were constant scoldings. But suddenly, Chen Haotian coughed dryly, the scolding stopped, and his eyes looked at this handsome young man.

"Action." Chen Haotian thought for a while and said suddenly.

The sergeant major beside him hesitated, did not respond, and looked at the man next to him for a long time, as if he suspected that he was hallucinating or hearing it wrong.

"Didn't you hear me say action?" Chen Haotian looked around at the three people around him, as if he had no right to speak, and he was angry.

"Battalion commander." Sergeant Major Han Long beside him shouted, obviously his cry was not simply calling a certain person, but prompting Chen Haotian to think twice.

Chen Haotian naturally knew that Han Long was prompting himself, so he didn't look over, looked at Han Long beside him, and nodded slightly.

Seeing that he nodded, Han Long was already thoughtful, and responded, "Yes." With that, he turned around and walked towards two rows of heavily armed sergeants in the courtyard.

"Action." Chen Haotian turned his senses and gave orders to the two staff officers again, and then added, "I bear the blame for the crime." ”

Perhaps Chen Haotian's addition gave the two staff officers psychological preparation, and at a glance, neither of them spoke, and one walked to the side and returned to his post to command. Everything was already ready, waiting for an order. The order has been given, when will it not be done?

The main hall is not large, but it is densely packed with three rows of monitors, including monitoring, weapons and instruments, and map coordinates...... The equipment that the army should have is readily available, and more than a dozen people are divided into three rows...... The keyboard clicks continuously.

Chen Haotian's eyes fell on Han Long, who was sorting out the team and setting off, and watched for a long time, until the whole team left this courtyard-style tiled house, he retracted his gaze and returned to his post.