Wen Shishi stood in the classroom in a swaying manner, in the "all" that was "killed".

Her blood clotted, she forgot to scream, and the classroom was in chaos as everyone slammed under their desks.

Mo Bai was on the podium, picked up the whiteboard, jumped up, and smashed directly at the masked people who were about to disperse.

After sacrificing the tabula rasa, while the other party was resisting the tabula rasa, his body seemed to turn into a sharp knife, stabbing straight into the combination circle formed by the masked man.

Faced with Mo Bai's occupation at this time, the masked man's machine gun was useless, and they threw down their guns one after another, eager to prepare for hand-to-hand combat.

Obviously a pair of N situation, they win steadily.

Every terrorist has a heartfelt feeling that this teacher may be a madman, so stupid, that hell has no way to break in!

In the previous ten seconds of strafing, several students were shot.

Among them is also the panicked Hima, who is already on the verge of collapse.

She squatted on the ground, raised her right hand tremblingly, touched her left big arm, and instantly ...... Blood stained his right hand red.

Shema's mind "buzzed", and she was about to scream, when suddenly, her jade hand violently covered her trembling lips, and she turned her head slightly, and saw Alishi, who was on her side, leaning over and hiding like her.

Wen Shishi was afraid that she would struggle, so she shook her head secretly, and when she saw Xima's wound, her eyes flowed with pity and encouragement......

Stretching out her left arm, she lifted Shema, used all her strength, supported Hima's body, and struggled to move towards the back door.

At the front door, the sound of a fight came out, shaking the classroom as if it were shaking.

Mo Bai was an enemy, and he still had the strength to find Wen Shishi's figure, and when he saw Wen Shishi, he shouted hard, "Shi, take everyone out of the back door and find the school police!" ”

Wen Shishi knew that Mo Bai was risking his life to save everyone, how could she let him go to danger in vain, prop up Xima, and accelerate to safety.

"Who the hell are you?" The masked leader shouted.

He led several of his men to attack Mo Bai at the same time, and he was still at a disadvantage.

Mo Bai made a move, and there seemed to be two points of excellence, one is speed, and the other is prediction.

In his eyes, other people's moves are like playing slow motion, and he can also estimate his opponent's next move and easily defuse the attack.

Judging by his attitude, it seems that he is not using all his strength, as if he is delaying time.

"Who the hell are you? Say! The masked leader asked again.

Mo Bai responded unhurriedly, "I'm a ...... of the Mo family."

After speaking, a dodge, his left hand was like a chicken, he grabbed the leader's neck quickly and accurately, and the elbow of his right hand was quickly split, and he was stunned directly.

"Noisy ......!" Mo Bai said impatiently, he wanted to go around for a while, but this person was too annoying.

The leader was directly reduced to a prisoner, and the resistance spirit of the other minions instantly cooled, and they all resisted moving in the direction of the door.

Mo Bai quickly moved to the front door, two lightning fast flying legs, and the door slammed shut, as if it had been slammed open.

The back road is gone, and it is they who are caught in the urn, and the masked minions are resisting with difficulty, holding on for so long, that person should appear.

Sure enough, a man wrapped in black clothes slowly stepped in through the back door.

"How did you become so nosy!"

As he spoke, the man showed his true face with several men in suits, and one of them was holding Wen Shishi, whose arms were tied......

"Yetian, it's you?!" When Mo Bai saw Wen Shishi being captured, the whole person seemed to be furious, and the temperature around him plummeted, as if he was brewing that fatal blow.

"Why are you preventing me from harvesting my medicine?" Ye Tian was also extremely angry, and on the back of the hand holding the civilized stick, green tendons burst out.