"Lan Yu, you go and deal with the scene, Su Rong will be there later. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Five hundred meters away from the school, there was a tight-fitting woman in black standing beside the bushes on the small mountainside, the woman's face was hazy and she couldn't see her face, but it was not difficult to judge that she was a beauty because of the tight black clothes on her body.

The woman in black is not very slender, she looks like one meter six or five, and it is not difficult to guess her age from her narrow forehead and small ears, which is probably Feng Jing's age.

"Yes, uncle." The girl put two fingers up next to her head and said into the air.

Their conversation didn't go through any means of communication, just two fingers. Lan Yu could hear her uncle's voice, her fingers on her head and speaking into the air, and her uncle could hear her voice, which was more powerful than a communication tool.

As soon as the woman in black finished speaking, she lowered her fingers. With a soft sound, the woman in black beside the bush disappeared, and saw the grass at her feet, where she had just stood, swinging, as if it had been blown by the wind.

In an instant, the woman in black had arrived at the school gate and stood at the top of the security booth, but no one noticed her, because time had almost stood still.

The woman in black named Lan Yu glanced at the still crowd, and a jumper jumped down from the top of the security booth, but her steps landed very lightly, like a soaring fairy, and her posture was wonderful.

Lan Yu glanced in Feng Jing's direction and walked briskly towards him.

Suddenly, Feng Jing, who was full of bloodshot eyes, turned his head violently, and glared at the woman in black in front of him with a fierce light.

Lan Yu was startled by Feng Jing's sudden turn, and she even had a little suspicion that something had gone wrong with her Qiankun technique. But after a while, a small slit appeared in her mouth that was tightly clinging to the black veil, and just when Lan Yu was glad that Feng Jing was strong, Feng Jing had already pounced on her.

Feng Jing wanted to pinch Lan Yu's neck, but when he pinched it, he didn't pinch anything, and the woman in black was still standing in front of him, looking at him slowly.

Lan Yu's body is like a phantom, a kind of projection, where only light particles exist, and no matter that can be touched.

Lan Yu couldn't help laughing out loud as she watched Feng Jing keep pinching, it seemed that this was a very fun thing.

As her laughter reached his ears, he became more brutal, scribbling Lan Yu's body, with a sense of not being able to catch the oath.

Two rays of light swept from the sky in the distance, one in front and one behind, one purple and one blue.

Feng Jing finally gave up playing with the woman in black, he passed through her body and threw himself towards the crowd behind her, saying that it was too late, Lan Yu watched in surprise as Feng Jing pounced on the crowd, but he couldn't do anything.

At this moment, a purple light and a whisper stopped in front of Feng Jing. When the purple light revealed his human form, the bloodshot in Feng Jing's eyes quickly receded, and then he became a little conscious, and in a daze, he looked at the person holding him and shouted-Rong'er. As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

Su Rong kept calling Brother Jing, but didn't get any answer, and finally touched his chest, looked up at Lan Yu and the man who had changed from Qingguang and said, "Sister Yu, Brother Wu, Master wants me to take him to Uncle Zhu, and the rest will be left to you." Su Rong glanced at Feng Jing, who was sleeping in her arms.

"Well, we'll take care of the rest. Sister, be careful on the road! Take good care of him. Lan Yu glanced at the person known as Brother Wu, and then at Feng Jing.

"Hmm." Su Rong nodded slightly, and as soon as her voice fell, the two of them turned into a purple light and disappeared into the still somewhat hazy sky.

"Senior brother, it's time for us to do our work." Lan Yu snorted her lips a little reluctantly and looked at the man known as Brother Wu.

The man known as Brother Wu looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, tall and thin, wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a zipper-style denim jacket over a gray T-shirt, as if he was very cold.

Brother Wu lazily stepped back and said, "Then let's start." ”

"Turn things around." Lan Yu muttered as she lowered her palms upwards and then rose with force. Rising to the position of her chest, she suddenly turned her palm, and spun it up and down until she made a gesture that was similar to the shape of Bagua. Suddenly, a bright spot appeared in the center of her palm towards the palm of her hand, and the bright spot grew bigger and bigger. She pursed her lips, and the bright spots scattered at the speed of light, nay, faster than light.

When the light fades and the crowd can be distinguished, the time has already gone back, and perhaps it can only be said that ordinary people can only say that the so-called time has been reversed.

The middle-aged policeman held a gun in one hand and the handcuffs on his waist with the other, and a policeman held the handle of the gun with both hands, biting his lip slightly. However, there was nothing left at the end of the police guns, and they were playing a game of pulling the trigger into the air to see who could hit how much dust.

Brother Wu looked at Lan Yu very boringly, and walked lazily towards the two policemen, muttering as he walked: "I'm going to die again." ”

Lan Yu's breath had not calmed down due to the overwork just now, but her delicate eyebrows were still inadvertently raised, and it could be seen through her black veil that she was smiling, belonging to the smile of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl: "Brother Wu, then I'll leave it to you, I have to rush back to see my master." ”

Brother Wu ignored her and waved his hand at her, and his body began to transform as he passed the school gate. From the time his hands became delicate, until his height became one meter seventy-five, and when he walked to the two policemen, he was already Feng Jing's appearance, like a mold carved out.

Lan Yu didn't speak, turned around, jumped, turned into a black shadow, and disappeared into the blue sky.

The time seemed to be just right, and when Brother Wu stood at the Feng Jing position, time began to flow, and two policemen approached him.

Brother Wu's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed to the two policemen at once, grabbed the necks of the two policemen without hesitation, held them in the air, and burst his teeth full, like an enraged beast rushing towards the hunter.

Without hesitation, the two policemen raised their pistols, pulled the trigger, and five or six bullets shot back and forth at Brother Wu's head, and one bullet after another drilled into his head.

Blood rushed out of Brother Wu's head, and everyone who saw this scene from a distance turned their heads or closed their eyes.

"Feng Jing-" Wang Jinhui in the distance shouted and rushed towards him, but he was pulled back by two policemen after running a few steps and couldn't move forward. Then Xiaoya and her teacher came over and comforted him, he looked blankly ahead, what reason should he explain to his sister?

At the moment when Brother Wu fell, his eyes slanted to Wang Jinhui's side, as if he had a lot of reluctance and doubts.

The middle-aged policeman stepped forward, touched Brother Wu's neck, looked up at the young policeman who was still a little nervous next to him and shook his head, and the young policeman put down the gun he was holding and exhaled deeply.

The young policeman gestured to the two columns of more than a dozen people behind him, and the policeman behind him relaxed his vigilance and lowered his pistol or submachine gun.

After everyone relaxed, the middle-aged policeman sighed and gestured, and then two uniformed policemen and two doctors in white coats stepped forward.

Fifty meters away, a white women's motorcycle was parked outside the cordon, apparently stopped by the police on duty next to the cordon.

A girl ran frantically towards the school gate, shouting Feng Jing's name incessantly. Behind the girl was a middle-aged woman in a police uniform who was a little obese, shouting while chasing, "You can't go over, child."

About 20 meters from the school gate, the girl was dragged back by a young policeman walking back. The girl was dragged backwards while shouting Feng Jing's name, her struggle was meaningless, and finally her cry turned into a cry, resounding on this beautiful morning.

When Wang Jinhui saw the girl, he pulled away from the girl's pull, and ran in the direction of the girl, calling the girl sister as he ran. When he ran, the young policeman next to him ignored him, until he saw that the girl was crying, and the two young policemen looked at each other for a while and let go of her.

"Sister, I'm sorry." Wang Jinhui squatted down and looked at Wang Jingqiong, who was crying, and said sadly.

Wang Jingqiong's eyes were wet with tears, her beautiful face aged a lot, and her eyebrows were full of sadness. She looked at him, didn't speak, bit her lower lip slightly, and the slap was on his cheek.

For a moment, his cheeks flushed.

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