"Give him a chance?"

Jiang October was almost muttering to himself.

Her expression flashed with a moment of confusion, and she didn't seem to see any benefit from such an offer.

But I don't know why, Jiang Yue, who has always done his own thing, finally nodded slowly, retracted his outstretched hand, and was also pulled to a safe distance by Fu Qinghan, that is, within the barrier.

Fu Qinghan saw Jiang Yue being so obedient, he smiled, his smile was warm.

It is said that as long as he sees Jiang October, the corners of his mouth are almost slightly upturned, which even he is not aware of.

"Those who can be selected by the game have different mental power from ordinary people, Xiao Xiping should be able to handle it, if it really doesn't work this time, let's not be too late to make a move."

Fu Qinghan also called Han Xiping Xiao Xiping together with Jiang Yue.

But he was telling the truth.

Although he didn't care much about Han Xiping, Jiang October shouted at him about his sister October and his trust in her, so it was impossible for him to sit idly by.

But I also had to admit that what Fu Qinghan said made sense, so the two of them looked towards the dormitory again, inside the barrier, they became a space of their own, and outside the barrier, there was a real world that existed in the illusion.

The scene in front of him did not end because of Han Xiping's arrival, of course, it only stopped for a few minutes.

The children on the other side huddled on the bed hugged each other, looking in their direction with Mu Ran's panicked and frightened eyes.

Of course, the child here is sensible early, even the youngest child knows that he has no capital to cry and make trouble, so even if he is panicked and frightened, no child dares to cry, he can only hold back.

Han Xi slowly retracted his gaze, and at this moment he seemed to see the self who wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry in his childhood.

Why don't you dare to cry?

Because of the timidity.

Why be afraid?

Is it because the other party is stronger than him?

At that time, he was actually the same height as his stepfather's brother, and because of his physique, he was even stronger than him, and his stepfather's daughter was the same age as him and shorter than him?

But why didn't he resist at all, obviously he had the strength to kick his stepfather's brother away.

So, why is all this?

Han Xiping lowered his head, he held a weapon in his hand, but why did he take a few steps back in fright just now, if he retreated again, he would be standing outside the door.

He's a bastard, a coward.

This is what his stepfather's son scolded him like this.

Now his stepfather's son is only two years older than him, and now he is studying in a university abroad, and he has done so many bad things, but his grades are very good, and he is also the most qualified successor in the eyes of his stepfather, and he is also the proudest existence among his peers.

But he's obviously not that kind of person.

And he obviously didn't do anything wrong, but why did he live so carefully?

Where is the foundation of all this?

Is it a lack of strength? Or do you not have a weapon in your hand?

Han Xiping shook his head slowly at this moment, and a voice in his heart gradually sounded: No, it's just because Han Xiping you are too cowardly, you are always the little boy who doesn't dare to cry, and you haven't grown up yet.

Such a thought is like a spark that instantly burns the entire grassland.

Han Xiping's timid gaze finally became firm.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, didn't they say that this is the world of the jungle? Why should he remain weak, he must also become strong and trample these people under his feet.

Thinking of this, Han Xiping's eyes became a little scarlet again, and although his mood was a little unstable, he was no longer the same as just now.

He shook the sword in his hand and took a few steps forward, then walked quickly to the group of children around him.

These children were so ruthless, there was no guilt or uneasiness on their faces, only that kind of hearty smile.

How can you laugh? When treating a little boy so cruelly.

So even if they are young, they can no longer be called human beings, they are not even worthy of demons, they are maggots in hell.

The corners of Han Xiping's mouth hooked up a cold smile, he held the sword in his right hand, and his left hand reached out to grab the collar of those children's clothes, he had spiritual strength, although his strength was not as big as Jiang Yue, but it was also extremely great among his peers.

He easily grabbed a few children, and then threw them around one by one like throwing a pocket, without mercy, seven or eight children were all thrown to the concrete floor by Han Xiping with the collar of their clothes, and some of them screamed on the spot.

And then there's the big kid who just took the lead.

He turned his head, stared at Han Xiping with a sinister gaze, and gritted his teeth: "Who are you?" Why meddle? Are you tired of life and want to find death? ”

If it was usual, Han Xiping would not dare to meet such a gaze, because such a gaze is too fierce and terrifying, as if it is eating people.

But at this time, Han Xiping plucked up infinite courage in his heart because of his actions just now, he clenched his left hand, he threw these children aside with only one hand, and no one dared to step forward, two of them actually looked at him with frightened eyes, as if they were very scared.

But it turned out that his body was not weak, but his heart was too weak.

"I'm just going to be nosy today, but I don't know who dies......"

Han Xiping straightened his waist, his left hand was clenched into a fist, and his right hand held the lightsaber with a firm expression, and said word by word.

The next moment, the big boy, who was obviously used to fighting, rushed towards Han Xiping viciously, he didn't care if this person was brought by Teacher Wang or the dean, if he dared to care about his affairs, he was looking for death.

He must beat him until he kneels and begs for mercy, although he looks average, but he is white and fat, and the abuse must be very comfortable and fun.

Han Xiping didn't have much experience in fighting, when Jiang Zichen and they fought, he was at most watching from the sidelines, and he had never really experienced it, usually he was the one who was beaten, so at this moment, when the big boy pounced on him, he instinctively wanted to hold his head.

But in the next second, when his eyes fell on the little boy who was sitting in the corner covered in wounds, he wanted to hold his head, but he stopped suddenly, because the little boy had a little light in his eyes.

It was not at all different from the lifeless just now, although he couldn't understand the look there, Han Xiping knew that the boy seemed to be expecting him to do something.

Han Xiping's brain reacted suddenly, but he didn't swing his lightsaber, whether it was reality or fantasy.

He stretched out his leg and kicked the big boy in the chest.