Chapter 10: A Different Type of Car (3)

There were as many as seven people in the tunics who came urgently, and six of them approached quickly from both sides of the bus.

Zhang Wei was pleased to see that the powerful weapons in their hands, not to mention the hands of the little flat-headed leader, a long sword about a meter long, whether it was reliable or not.

The weapons in the hands of the remaining six people already made Zhang Wei, who was half a military fan, feel inexplicably relieved.

Five of them are holding Type 05 domestic miniature submachine guns, and the fingers on the gunmen are already on the trigger, and they can fire at any time.

The last tall tunic looks more fierce because he carries a Type 08 bazooka directly on his shoulder.

He was also the only one who did not rush up.

But even so, this macho man who was standing more than ten meters away had already made a prepared launch posture, and the front cover on the bazooka had already been opened, which really gave people a huge psychological pressure.

I don't know why, looking at the skillful cooperation of a line of tunics.

Suddenly, Zhang Wei felt a soldier's breath coming from them, which also made Zhang Wei not worry much, the tunic carrying the bazooka would really fire.

Uncle of the People's Liberation Army, he will never be able to do such a thing without regard for the casualties of the masses......

"Squat on the ground with your head in your hands, and don't show any resistance or attack on others, or we have the right to shoot you on the spot. ”

In the process of approaching, such a powerful command voice has been issued from the mouth of the leader Xiao Pingtou.

No matter how much the little security guard's heart swelled after he awakened the ability, he still had a clear fear of modern weapons like guns.

Whether his ability can fight against micro-rush bullets, or even the thick bazooka, the little security guard has no confidence at all.

At the same time, the unprecedented sense of power on his body and the ability to control the flames made it difficult for the little security guard to accept the result of being caught.

God knows, how long he will be in prison after being captured by these people.

So after a little hesitation for a second or two, the little security guard made a decision:

He wants to escape from here, as long as he successfully escapes from here, and then changes to a new city life, maybe he can rely on his newly acquired ability to live a good life that he never dreamed of before.

So, the little security guard suddenly jumped towards the front of the car and frantically leaped over.

He smashed the windshield of the front of the car and tried to flee towards the green belt on the side of the road, and the speed he showed was quite amazing.

Zhang Wei asked himself that he couldn't do this with his doubled physique.

The front of the car was still hiding from a dozen passengers, but fortunately, they had squatted down because of the fear in their hearts long ago.

This did not let the little security guard, wrapped in a flame, directly burn his body.

However, the hair on the head emits a pungent burning smell after being burned, so there is no way to avoid it.

From the moment he saw the little security guard crashing into the windshield, Zhang Wei knew that this kid was completely finished, and escaping in public under the current situation was simply the worst choice.

He fled quickly, but much slower than a bullet.

Sure enough, at the moment when the little security guard smashed the windshield, the little flat head led by him had already issued a new order from his mouth in time: "Fire at the limbs and try to save his life......"

Then, in a series of gunshots, Zhang Wei could see several clusters of blood on the limbs of the little security guard.

Obviously, the flames on the little security guard's body did not have much effect on resisting the bullets that rushed slightly, and Zhang Wei was actually a little disappointed in this.

It turns out that such a powerful awakened person is a bit different from Marvel heroes like Superman and Hulk.

What's more, the little security guard who was shot several times in the air was shot.

After he landed, he stumbled, fell straight to the ground, and the flames on his body gradually dimmed, with a posture of gradually extinguishing.

After seeing that the target had lost its ability to resist, the tunic carrying the bazooka obviously had no intention of pulling the trigger and firing again.

Zhang Wei, who was looking forward to that kind of hot scene, was quite dissatisfied in his heart: bad reviews!

At early eleven o'clock in the morning, Zhang Weicai hurried to the school, and sat in his seat in embarrassment under the vicious eyes of the English teacher on the podium.

After the little security guards were taken away by the tunics, they were taken to the nearest police station by the police uncle who arrived later.

There, a chubby tunic with several policemen registered everyone's situation one by one, and checked everyone's mobile phones.

After that, the so-called secrecy system was repeatedly emphasized to them.

To sum it up simply, it is to ask everyone not to talk nonsense about what they have just seen after they go out, including their own family members and friends, otherwise it will be a crime and a crime.

It took a long time to toss before they let everyone go.

By this time, Baoqing No. 17 Middle School had already had several classes, and even the last English class in the morning had started for several minutes......

After packing up his mood, Zhang Wei opened the English textbook that he had been holding under his arm for a long time, and began to listen carefully.

Even the language in the English teacher's mouth is as unfathomable as a book for him.

In the eyes of every teacher of Zhang Wei, this product is a good child who studies seriously, and his attitude is not in vain compared to Liu Rong, the first student in the entire third grade of high school.

It's a pity that learning scientific and cultural knowledge is also very talented.

Zhang Wei, who is accustomed to hearing these inspirational stories in the old man's mouth, is still a hopeless scumbag.

Being admitted to Baoqing City College is already his best result.

With a serious and dazed face, the English class was finally over, and then it was the lunch time that Zhang Wei was most looking forward to.

Even if you don't have enough to eat at all, it's better than having nothing at all.

In the many eyes like looking at a rice bucket, Zhang Wei held a stainless steel basin filled with eight taels of rice and found a random place to sit down in the cafeteria.

Coincidentally, the long dining table was filled with classmates from Zhang Wei's third (2) class of high school.

I don't know what happened, each of them had a dinner bowl on the table, and the freshly prepared meal was not moving, but they looked down at their phones, and it seemed that there was something far more attractive than food.

After Zhang Wei put down the bowl, he also took out his mobile phone, only to find that his mobile phone had long been scrapped.

I was going to find someone to fix after school, but now I don't have to play at all.

Zhang Wei didn't have no other way, this thing went directly to the classmate on the left, and looked at the mobile phone screen in his hand.

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Wei was finally able to determine that something was wrong!