And the books of the season are always incomplete, and even her stool is often missing a leg.

Even when she went to the toilet, she was often splashed with a bucket of dirty water from outside, drenching her all over her body cold.

During this period, only An Baihui was still by her side as always.

Ji is very grateful to An Baihui, because without her, he would definitely not be able to survive.

In this way, the two supported each other and survived strongly in the school.

But school violence doesn't go away because of seasonal tenacity.

Just when the cold violence on campus intensified, An Baihui, the spiritual pillar of the season, had an accident.

Due to school violence, he has not lived on campus during this season, but has lived in Anbaihui's home.

One day, An Baihui answered a phone call, and said a few words in the same season, telling her not to go home at night, and then ran out in a hurry.

When Ji looked at An Baihui's appearance, he was very uneasy, and he always felt that something big was going to happen.

However, Ji returned to Amberway's house that night, and she was very worried about Ann's situation.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a scene of chaos, the contents of the house were turned into a mess, glassware was thrown to the ground, even the picture frames on the wall were broken, and the sofa was full of knife marks and holes that seemed to be bullet holes.

Ji saw this, and immediately turned around and planned to call the police, but before he could take two steps out of the room, he was taken away directly by several people who were hiding in the corridor by covering their mouths.

The men took Season into the car and asked her some strange questions.

After discovering that the season really didn't seem to know anything, several people exchanged glances, handed the season to the two people who drove the cement tanker, and drove away.

After Ji's death, she still wants to ask for an understanding, and her obsession took her soul to see the picture of An Baihui's tragic death.

An Baihui was tortured and then set on fire.

For the season, Amber is the last person in the world who will be good to her.

Even if she died because of An Baihui on the side, she still won't blame her.

The wish of the season is: to be able to keep Amber alive and let the bad guys get the punishment they deserve.

If possible, she wants to go to college and show that she can still support herself even when she's alone.

Jin Qing looked at the wishes of the season and clicked his lips: "What is the quality of the soul of this season?" ”

707 replied, "Quack pure gold." "You can move freely as soon as you come, what is the quality of this soul, don't you know in your heart?

Jin Qing: "Oh, no wonder you ask for so much!" ~"The golden soul is so capricious.

707: "..."You're too lazy to get home.

Jin Qing rummaged through the place where An Baihui was burned to death in the memory of the season, and asked 707: "Can you navigate?" ”

707：“... Yes. ”

Jin Qing nodded with satisfaction, relieved that 707 was finally a little useful, and then added: "Is there any shortcut?" ”

707：“... No. ”

Jin Qing: "Hehe... Waste"

707: "You can do it!"

Jin Qing ran quickly on the forest path, and this kind of action looked the most inconspicuous.

The soul attribute of the season is very high, Jin Qing's movements are very smooth, and there is no stagnation at all, Jin Qing is satisfied and spends up again.

A few people who went out for morning exercise in the morning only felt that a dark shadow flashed in front of them, and when they wanted to look closely, they found that the figure had disappeared.

These people glanced at each other, and then shivered, this daylight is not a hell!

Jin Qing listened to 707 tell her the time as she ran, and it was getting closer and closer to the time when An Baihui was burned to death.

Not to mention that this soul is pure gold, just for the sake of the purring beast that she may never be able to buy, she also wants to let this Amber stay alive.

Now, if anyone dares to come and stop her time, she will let them know how the most tragic death in the world is.

Although Jin Qing thinks well, Murphy's Law is always silently brushing the sense of existence.

In a leeward and dilapidated village, two groups of people are facing each other.

One of them, dressed in mercenary costumes, was raising his gun and shouting at the people in a dilapidated house: "Team Li, come out, Mr. Dai has been serving you in front of the saddle and behind the horse by his side for so many years, and said that as long as you can leave your country, he will still trust you as before." ”

The man known as Team Li had been shot in the thigh and stomach, and was still bleeding outward, he sat on the edge of a pillar in the room, quietly glanced out, and found that after a fierce battle, there were still eight living people on the other side, and his heart suddenly felt a little desperate.

Team Li turned his head and looked at Red Hawk, who was sitting behind another pillar and was bandaging the wound on his calf with a strip of cloth, and asked, "How long will it be before the rescue team can come?" ”

Red Eagle licked his dry and somewhat exploding lips: "It will take an hour at the earliest." ”

Team Li only felt a sigh in his heart: "How many bullets do you have left!" "There are less than twenty rounds left on my side.

Red Eagle looked at Team Li, and some immature baby faces were full of ruthlessness: "I still have a hand/thunder, you will run first in a while, and I will die with them." The implication was that he didn't have a single bullet.

Team Li was ruthless, took out a small box from his arms and threw it at Red Eagle: "Give me your hand/thunder, I'll take care of the aftermath, you take your things and hurry up and join the rescue team!" ”

Red Eagle didn't reach for the box: "I'm not leaving, I'm going to die together." He doesn't have the word deserter in his dictionary.

Team Li was a little anxious: "This is an order, can't you tell the severity of the matter, how many brothers have we sacrificed in order to get these information, it's not the time for you to play a role and pretend to be a hero." I'm too badly injured, if I can run now, I won't let you run with the data, don't get out of here. "These undercover agents knew as early as the day they entered the industry that they would never die well, so it was not important to send out the information.

Red Hawk's teeth rattled, grabbed the box on the ground, and threw the last hand/thunder on his body to Team Lee, leaning his back against the wall and standing up, ready to retreat under the cover of Team Lee.

Who would have thought that when he just turned his head to the side, he saw Team Li, who had always been calm and difficult to have mood swings, staring at the distance dumbfounded, and even his head was frozen in the unobstructed place.

Red Eagle just wanted to remind Team Li, but he only glanced at it, and he himself was stunned: what did he see...

Inside the dilapidated house, the two of them stood and squatted and looked out sluggishly, and the raised eyes that were just about to rise sprinkled a layer of golden soft light on them, making their faces look even more dumbfounded...