Zhang Miao missed a key point, that is, what kind of environment did he live in in the past ten years!

In the past ten years of his life, he has almost been soaked in the psychological pressure of revenge and the intrigue of Chu Yangge and other underground forces!

Ordinary people, which one has ever had such an experience?

Moreover, Zhang Miao has practiced martial arts for many years under the guidance of Chu Yangge and Zhang Wen, and if the actual combat skills are put aside for the time being, Zhang Miao has the vision to make judgments.

After all, after practicing martial arts for so many years, even if it is only beaten, it is enough for a nerd to know where being punched or kicked is the most painful.

Just like a professional bel canto singer, for amateur singing, you only need to listen for a while, you can hear what are the shortcomings of amateurs, and you can immediately think of ways to solve and improve!

Although it is also due to the current environment, I didn't expect that Zhang Miao would have such an alternative misunderstanding about this.

Just as Zhang Miao was thinking wildly, and the others were bored looking at the situation on the playground, the big man standing next to Zhang Miao suddenly grabbed the Japanese on his right, and then squeezed in the direction of Zhang Miao!

Zhang Miao didn't have time to dodge, she was squeezed against the wall, and even subconsciously shouted: "Big man, what are you doing...... Not! ”

On the other side, Tu Lun also hugged the blonde girl and dodged to the side.

Just a few seconds after they were moving, they heard the crisp sound of glass breaking echoing in their ears!

The chain hammer that Wu Ba picked up casually actually broke through the window, sending out a chic signal that no one expected, and finally smashed down next to the head of an unlucky ghost in a pool of blood.

When the five people in the office looked out the window, they saw Wu Ba bending down to pick up a watermelon knife, and he seemed to feel something, after picking up the watermelon knife, he waved his hand in the direction of the office, and then rushed straight to the battle circle.

At this time, the Japanese suddenly covered their faces and said with a little crying: "Ah, Xi, I said not to block the door a long time ago, and now I have to do it again." ”

"Big San, please help me with the ...... Big mulberry, don't think about it as a coolie! ”

The Japanese could not have imagined that the big man actually pushed open the window, and then jumped upward, holding the window frame with one hand, and came to the window sill in a half-kneeling position.

And the big man, also under the Japanese shouting lame Chinese hitting his eardrums, suddenly felt as if a pair of hands were holding him from behind, and this is not the main thing!

The most important thing is that the final landing point of these hands is the most essence of all men! And the big man felt that his quite elastic buttocks had a foreign object buried in his first line of sky!

It's just that in an instant, the big man immediately grabbed the pair of comparable hands in front of him, broke them away with force, and roared in his mouth with an extremely pure accent!

"Holy! You little Japanese red guy! ”

On the playground, Wu Ba had just parried the short knife slashed by a cadet, and while the opponent's old force had just gone to the new force, he pushed it open with one knee and knocked down two unlucky people behind him.

At this time, Wu Ba also glanced around quickly, but still did not find Zhang Miao and Tu Lun, although he had only been three minutes away from sending the signal.

All that catches your eye is the sharp blades that keep slashing or stabbing into other people's bodies, and the blood that comes out or splatters after the blades leave the body!

For a while, Wu Ba was a little sluggish, as if the soul in his body was suddenly slapped out of his body by the palm that had been huge! Although there are still normal senses, no matter what, they can't lead the soul back to the body and become one!

An extremely illusory, ethereal magical illusion!

Unconsciously, Wu Ba even felt that his body was in a trance, and he stumbled a few steps under his feet, as if he was blown by the wind again, he would be unstable and fall to the ground!

Maybe there must be a providential response in his heart, Wu Ba really felt a wind blowing towards him, but this wind made him feel a little sharp!

The slightly godless eyes suddenly focused at this moment, and there was a sharp edge in front of him like the moonlight, and someone was actually going to split Wu Ba's head in half!

Damn it! How could I be stunned?!

The knife that was going to take Wu Ba's life was a little closer to his head at this thought, and even Wu Ba actually saw that there were different depths and different spacings on the blade of this knife!

I didn't expect that the fortune teller was right!

Maybe he accepted his fate, facing this unavoidable and unstoppable knife, Wu Ba closed his eyes at this moment, just waiting for the knife to split his head in half, so that his white brain stuffed in his skull rose to the sky, covering the murderer's knife, hand, and face, so that his whole body!

Even if you die, I'm going to disgust you to death!

No matter what way it takes!

"Qiang—"

The cold blade touched his scalp, and he didn't know if it was because there was other people's blood left on the knife or because the blade was in the flesh and his blood flowed out, Wu Ba even felt a thin liquid flowing down his face. None of that mattered, though, Wu Ba recalled the crisp sound of steel he had just heard......

When? My skull has become so hard?

Hard as iron......

Wait a minute! Iron the same? How can a human skull and an iron knife have the sound of steel striking?!

"Hey, Chef. Why do you have a waiting to die expression? It's ugly. ”

This Shanghai accent ...... Big?

I'm alive?!

When he opened his eyes suddenly, Wu Ba realized that the knife that was slashing diagonally at his head was coincidentally blocked by a "dog leg" in the big man's hand at this time, which made Wu Ba have the illusion of the series just now!

And the person who swung the knife and slashed at Wu Ba, seeing that someone had come to help at this time, hurriedly put away the knife and retreated, but only bypassed two people, and was entangled by another person, and he couldn't tell the winner for a while.

Wu Ba sneered, and the handle of the knife that was almost loose in his hand clenched again: "Cut, wait for death?" If you're dead, you don't want to eat oil! ”

"Chef San, would you like to have a taste of your Chinese, uh, curly spring?" It was a short Japanese man with a blue nose and swollen face talking, and at this time, he was carrying a fire axe in his hand that he didn't know where to get it.

Suddenly, there was a very rhythmic sound of striking from the left side of Wu Ba, Wu Ba turned his head to look, only to see Zhang Miao waving a crowbar that was two fingers thick, approaching them while dodging counterattacks, and even said idlely: "Xiaoxi, that's called, spring rolls, don't call, roll spring." ”

"I wonder if there is a Tom Yum soup in Thailand? Sida and I both love it. Tu Lun, this man with white skin and beauty that even men can fall for him, at this time he actually threw his wide black robe somewhere, and hung a few cowhide pouches with a small rope around his waist, and he also held a handful of "dog legs" in his hand.

The black-and-white striped short-sleeved prison uniform couldn't cover his sturdy little arms.

"I still want to eat fried pho!" The voice of the blonde girl who had been called by Tu Lun to be Sida suddenly came from a distance, but when she looked around, she couldn't find where she was!

Wu Ba couldn't help but laugh dumbly, and finally had to laugh helplessly and scolded: "It's really fucking troublesome." ”

It's just that as soon as the words fell, Wu Ba stepped forward again, and his target was the murderer who wanted to kill him just now!

Since he survived and has the ability to fight back directly, what kind of good guy is he pretending to be?! Especially now, if you don't kill someone, you have to be killed by someone else!

And these people are already murderers with human lives on their backs in the outside world, and they just come here to kill a few more people!

As everyone in the room recalled, Scarface said that as long as they trained, became a professional killer, and completed their first mission, they would be able to have an identity that was no different from that of a normal person.

So what are you waiting for? Exchange other people's lives for your own!

Tu Lun checked the dog's leg in his hand, and said to the Japanese with a smile: "Xiaoxi, just use these people to vent your anger, your height is quite advantageous." ”

"Tu Lunsang, I admit I'm short, but I'm not called Xiaoxi."

"But I heard you mention that the two Chinese languages of 'Xiba' are the most."

The Japanese cried: "Ahsai! ”

"Look, here we go again."

"Ahh

As the Japanese, uh, Konishi shouted mournfully, and rushed into the crowd with the fire axe in his hand, Tu Lun and the big man followed closely and waved the knife in their hands wantonly, while Zhang Miao looked at Wu Ba not far away and chose to stay where he was.

It seems that because there is a vacant place around Zhang Miao, or God can't bear to see Zhang Miao have nothing to do, Zhang Miao's side is immediately filled with other people, and he himself is forced to participate in the melee.

For a while, except for the blonde girl Sida, who didn't know where to hide, the five big men from different countries all showed the most desperate state in their lives, helplessly harvesting other people's lives in the melee, and slowly changing their mentality!

Anyone can kill someone! But if you really want to do it, you can't stop!

Twenty minutes ago, the school building, the rooftop.

Xing Lei, who was dressed in camouflage uniform and stepped on military boots, looked at the chaotic scene like a gangster fighting below, although his face was calm, he sighed faintly.

He never thought that the second-generation Tibetan Mirror people would have such great ability, let the management delegate authority for their use, and mobilized nearly 200 students, or there were fierce contradictions between them!

If it weren't for the information sent by the old liar Tomota yesterday, which contained an A4 piece of paper written with a highlighter, Xing Lei estimated that until now, he would still be kept in the dark and then go to enjoy the must-have mocha coffee and egg sandwiches every morning.

It's just that even if he knew this in advance, it was useless, Xing Lei could only stand here, waiting and watching Zhang Miao and the other six people participate in this melee.

Not to mention that Xing Lei and the six-member group only have a relationship between instructors and students, and according to his previous training methods, this situation is also an opportunity for Xing Lei to record the quality data of students.

Xing Lei has to say that the situation of these rookies is a little better than what he expected when he read the information before. At the very least, it is not like an ordinary person, when you see a knife slashing at you, your first reaction will be to freeze in place!

He can even fight back and bring down the students who are fighting against him.

Xing Lei couldn't help but think in his heart: "It seems that this time, the alliance has accepted a few tough rookies." ”