Damn it! He even regarded the mouse as a child's father. Endless shame surged into Ouyang Gu's heart, and the rattan cane in his hand was headless and brainless to hit the rat. At this time, she sincerely thanked Zhang Qiuran for his elusive secret weapon kung fu. If there is no Zhang Qiuran, this old face would be lost.

The rat demon wounded three of its four legs. Under the blows of the rattan cane like splashing wind, he can only roll and dodge. Suddenly, the rat demon stopped hiding, and was beaten by the rattan cane, and once again let out a cry from his mouth: "Squeak, squeak-".

Ouyang Gu's is a flute, and Zhang Qiuran is also a flute. Since they had long been wary of it summoning rats, the two of them immediately noticed that countless rats were about to move in the distance.

Ouyang Gu shouted: "Qiu Ran, run, leave me alone!" "No matter how powerful this kid's secret weapon is, he can't deal with thousands of mice. At this time, even a few hundred cats are useless, and the mice are not only many but also fearless of death.

Zhang Qiuran evacuated the fighting arena in response. Ouyang Gu's clan looked up to the sky and roared, there should be this catastrophe in his fate, it doesn't make a difference whether he dies from the heavenly catastrophe or dies from a mouse. She straightened the cane in her hand and shouted at the rat demon, "One of us will stay here today." Come, beast! ”

Zhang Qiuran only ran away for four or five meters, and with a move with his right hand, a large alcohol barrel appeared. Kaizijue opened the lid of the barrel, pressed it on the barrel with one hand, and used the internal force to force it, and the alcohol was sprayed into a thick water column eight or nine meters ahead.

Zhang Qiuran quickly drew a circle with an alcohol barrel, and a circle with a diameter of about twenty meters, centered on the place where the mother-in-law and the rat demon fought, was quickly drawn, and the rats of the brigade were also approaching.

Zhang Qiuran continued to draw circles with alcohol, and a lighter appeared with a wave of his right hand. Ignite the fire and throw it into the alcohol ring. With a "Teng", the ring of fire ignited. Nearly 100 percent industrial alcohol, blazing flames, illuminate this area as if it were daylight.

One person and one rat in the fire ring are fighting to the death. Outside the ring of fire, an endless tide of rats surged like waves. Like a pilgrimage, the rats completely put life and death aside and died generously. Knowing that there was fire in front of them, and if they stepped forward, they would die, but the rats still rushed into the fire ring without hesitation.

High-purity alcohol, when burned, emits a white flame that burns rats that rush into the ring of fire to ashes. The burnt rats stained the white-hot flames a dark red, black smoke drifted above the dark red flames, and the smell of burnt fire filled the air.

The rats' tactics are simple, effective, and cruel, and they are to extinguish fires with the corpses of their own kind. They are all about fighting alcohol with death. When they run out of alcohol, that's when they triumph.

Time passed little by little, nearly thirty minutes, rats were still pouring in from all directions, but Zhang Qiuran's alcohol was almost exhausted. It is very alcohol-intensive to maintain a ring of fire with a diameter of twenty meters and a fire belt of up to three meters.

There are five barrels of alcohol left. Five buckets are only enough to make a circle, and after this circle, it is gone. If the rats still maintain such a tidal impact, Zhang Qiuran will lose. She can fly up and run away with her mother-in-law, but she also loses, doesn't she? It's just not dead.

The hand pressed the alcohol barrel to force out the alcohol, but this time it brought a trace of samadhi real fire. There is really only a trace of it, caught in the raging flames and not attracting attention at all. The fierce battle between shemales and the fluctuation of aura around them is not easy to attract the attention of others.

A miracle happened. The ring of fire mixed with the true fire of Samadhi turned from dark red to blazing white again, and it lasted so long that it seemed to burn without adding alcohol.

A miracle happened, but so did the situation of the war. Countless weak rats were willing to be at the bottom, and they just piled up a high platform. Some sturdy rats climbed the high platform of their companions before leaping into the ring of fire.

Cut, play this with me. Pick up the empty alcohol barrel and smash it towards the high platform. Then he threw a handful of stones into the air, and the rats that had not yet landed on the high platform were shot.

The remaining alcohol in the empty barrel was ignited through the ring of fire, like a big fireball smashed on the high platform. The high platform made of rats collapsed immediately, and one after another alcohol barrels rolled towards the rats with a blazing fire under the impetus of Zhang Qiuran's internal force.

Zhang Qiuran has been very fond of small animals since he was a child, but today he can't love these mice. She thinks that the rats have a great love for their rat king, but they just can't love it. Because it was obvious that the rats would kill her and her mother-in-law in a frenzy as soon as they broke through the ring of fire.

Zhang Qiuran used internal force to control the alcohol barrel to crush back and forth, and wherever there were piles of rats, he would press them wherever they were. The rats finally scattered and fled, trying to avoid the alcohol barrels. The clever rat knows that it is futile to stay where he is, and it is useless to rely on his love for the rat king, and if the alcohol barrel is pressed down, he will die.

From passive defense to active attack, the number of rats is decreasing dramatically. The rat demon has discovered that something is wrong, and if it continues like this, it will definitely die today.

The rat demon is very insidious, it knows that it can't do Zhang Qiuran head-on. While fighting with the Ouyang Gu clan, the rat demon quietly moved closer to Zhang Qiuran's side. It was injured now, and only at a very close distance from Zhang Qiuran could it leap up and hit with a single blow.

Zhang Qiuran worked hard to control five alcohol barrels at the same time, focusing on the strong rat press, and the weak ones were forgotten. Weak rats are probably the grassroots class of their kind, right? Zhang Qiuran, who loves a lot, can't bear to hurt the weak.

As already said, the rat demon was seriously injured, and it was very difficult to deal with the Ouyang Gu clan. But it still insisted on moving closer to Zhang Qiuran little by little. Getting closer and closer, closer and closer, Zhang Qiuran was still seriously manipulating the alcohol barrel. She has to distinguish between strong and weak, which should be pressed and which should not be pressed. If Zhang Qiusheng was here, he would definitely scold his sister for being pedantic.

The rat demon is overjoyed, as long as he gets a little closer to one or two meters, he can kill this person. However, the rat demon was wrong, it was a man too powerful to match.

Just as the rat demon was about to jump, Zhang Qiuran turned around with a blowtorch. Staring at the big rat, she hated the rat demon. For the sake of selfish interests, he even drove so many rats and rats to send it to death. How cruel is this beast among its kind?

The blowtorch is aimed at the rat demon, and the internal force is pressing. Usually it can only spray a blowtorch more than one meter away, but at this time, it is full of flames more than ten meters away, which is also sandwiched with a trace of samadhi real fire.

The rat demon was on fire, fell backwards with a scream, and then rolled on the ground. Zhang Qiuran immediately withdrew the samadhi true fire, the situation was already under control, and she didn't want her mother-in-law to find out.

The rat demon rolled a few times, the fire on its body was extinguished, and its body changed from a calf to a wolfdog, and then from a wolfdog to the size of a cat.

The rat demon was scared, knowing that he couldn't fight the person in front of him. As soon as the fire on its body was extinguished, it crawled towards the wall.

Zhang Qiuran also withdrew the samadhi true fire of the fire circle. This, is Zhang Qiuran too indiscriminate and a good person? No, she just wanted the rat demon to crawl out and follow him to its lair.

Ouyang Gu also thought so. She didn't take advantage of the rat demon's injury to hit it, but followed it vigilantly with a rattan cane.

Thousands of rats bypassed the ring of fire to save their king. As soon as the rat demon struggled to crawl through the ring of fire, countless rats carried it towards the wall.

The rats carried their king out of a hole. Ouyang Gu used a rattan cane to the ground, and his whole body suddenly rose high and fluttered over the wall.

Zhang Qiuran didn't immediately climb over the wall. She had to fill up the blowtorch with alcohol and then pump it up to pressurize. When all the qiē is ready, a dry land plucking onion stands on the wall.

Under the wall, many rats were fighting with the Ouyang Gu clan. The rats wanted to stop Ouyang Gu's tracking, and Ouyang Gu's had to track, so the two sides had another big battle.

It was this person who caused most of the elite to lose the casualties of their companions. Zhang Qiuran gave the rats a great psychological shadow. When the rats saw Zhang Qiuran appear again, they were nervous and frightened, and they squeaked and screamed.

Zhang Qiuran was not in a hurry to jump off the wall, and stood on the wall to look at it. Rats crowded in front of the rat king, in a corner of the walls of the foreign trade cadre school, a dilapidated house with a basement underneath the house.

This basement is probably left in the era of "digging deep holes and accumulating grain", and it is very simple and dilapidated. In a corner of the basement, there were three deatheless and starless girls, sitting on a thick pile of weeds.

A nameless anger rose in Zhang Qiuran's heart, and he stretched out his hand to make a move behind him, and an alcohol barrel flew over, and his right hand pointed at the Rat King, and the alcohol barrel slashed at the Rat King at a forty-five degree angle.

There was a loud "pounce", and the edge of the alcohol barrel slashed against the Rat King's back. Zhang Qiuran made a move with his hand, and the alcohol barrel flew upward. With another finger of his right hand, the edge of the barrel slashed towards the Rat King's spine again. This is repeated five or six times until the rim of the barrel chops the rat king to pieces.

Zhang Qiuran said: "Their nest may be in the corner of the east wall of the cadre school, in the basement under a broken house. "This is for the Ouyang Gu clan. After saying that, Zhang Qiuran turned around, the matter was over, and she was going back to sleep.

The Rat King is dead, and the other rats are scattered. Zhang Qiuran felt that there was no need to continue, the world slept the most, this was said by his younger brother.

Around the scene of the fight just now, the school was already crowded with people at this time. This time the commotion was too loud, and it had already alarmed many people. It's just that there are too many rats, and people don't dare to come over, so they are all hiding from afar to watch the excitement.

Before class the next morning, there was a lot of discussion in the classroom, all talking about last night's man-rat fight. There are countless versions circulating, all of which say that they have seen it with their own eyes and are absolutely true.

The most unreliable, the most widely circulated, and the most accepted among people among the many versions is this: Last night it was Sun Wukong and Nezha who fought the rat spirit. Sun Wukong Monet mouse Jinghe, went to the sky and asked Nezha to help.

Why please Nezha? That rat spirit belongs to the Tota Heavenly King's family! Sun Wukong has always been fighting goblins, but he invited the boss behind the goblins, which is well known!

After all, it is a university, after all, it is to learn Chinese, and some people refute it. What Monkey King, what Nezha, and what rat spirit are all literary fictions, are they good? It's all myths, okay? In real life, you are still college students.

Seeing it with his own eyes, he immediately retorted, literature comes from life, is it good? Fictional characters are all life prototypes, okay? No one can detach themselves from reality and create a character out of thin air, okay?

Room 504 of Building 15 of the Women's Dormitory is clearly divided into three factions. After Zhang Qiuran returned to the dormitory, he solved the sleeping hole of his classmates.

Everyone was awakened by the noise outside. The second sister Xia Qiong wants to go out to see what is going on. Xiaoyan in the third sister district is the smallest, but she is also the gosipy, and she also has to go out to see.