As we talked, the villagers rushed over the wall and towards my brother and the others as if they were crazy.

I looked at this scene uneasily, and my heart was heavy: "What happened to these villagers? ”

"No, we just made a deal with each other." The woman looked at me, speaking in a steady and concise tone, and through the mask I could see that her eyes were large and shining, clear as water.

How could someone with such bright eyes be willing to wear this mask?

"Time is running out, let's get things done." The old voice sounded, and the remaining two grimaces nodded, and began to ignore me, but turned and walked back to the school.

At this time, all the villagers climbed over the wall and entered, one by one with shovels and machetes like fierce gods, my brother ran away with me on his back, followed by Ma Long, the faceless man, and Liu Xin.

"A wave of unevenness and a wave of rising!" The faceless man gritted his teeth and said, "It's all for you, I shouldn't be on your side!" ”

"That's not enough for you!" Ma Long said angrily when he heard this: "Besides, in terms of qualifications, only I can say this to everyone present!" ”

"You seem to be very proud... Liu Xin hugged Liu Tian and ran forward, his face full of black lines.

The villagers chased after him, and my brother saw that there was no way out, so he gritted his teeth and pointed: "Go upstairs!" The upstairs space is small, easy to defend and difficult to do, there are many of them, there is no way to come up! ”

As they spoke, the group went straight up the stairs, and the villagers behind them chased after them, and the narrow corridor was immediately stuffed.

At the same time, three grimaces from outside the school followed suit.

I hurriedly followed, but I didn't know what to do, if it was about combat effectiveness, I would definitely not be able to fight these three people now.

But looking at the current situation, they think I'm dead, and they don't seem to have any intention of attacking me again.

I thought about it, so I kept a certain distance behind them, and wondered: "Looking at your appearance, it seems that you are not just here to deal with us, what other purpose do you have?" ”

"Dealing with you is just one step." The woman looked back at me and said, "As for other purposes, I'm afraid I can't tell you." ”

"Did you send someone to kill me before?" I remember the first time I bumped into the Grimace Mask Man, a drunken man in the hallway suddenly stabbed him with a knife, and I still have palpitations.

"It's us." The woman said calmly: "But it's a pity that he failed, we can only get rid of him, but this is understandable, his level and ability are limited, and he is almost good at dealing with you." ”

She speaks very strangely, and she will answer you whatever you ask.

At first glance, it sounds like she's told you a lot, but when you look back and think about it, you will find that you don't understand what she's talking about at all, and you still don't know anything about them.

I knew that I wouldn't be able to ask anything if I asked any more, so I just followed behind without saying a word, and the three of them began to walk upstairs after all the villagers rushed upstairs.

My brother and others ran to the entrance of the building, and the villagers behind them chased after them, and slashed with knives, and Ma Long was at the back, slashing over, rubbing his scalp past, and he was so frightened that he almost made a "whoosh" and almost made the ground, and desperately squeezed to the front.

My brother scolded angrily, the situation was urgent, so he could only turn around to the staircase with his back on my back, and when someone rushed up, he would kick it up.

The strength of him and Xiong Yier after fusing is not trivial, especially against these ordinary people, it can be said that it is not difficult.

One of them rushed up, and when my brother kicked him in the shoulder, his whole body flew down the corridor sideways, smashed into the crowd, and fell in an instant.

"Hold the stairs! Don't let people come up! "My brother was standing on the stairs with me on his back, and he bowed his legs left and right, rushing up and kicking the other.

The faceless man came over to help when he heard this, and stood there to scare away a group of people just by relying on it, and on the other side, Ma Long and Liu Xin hid behind and didn't dare to come over.

The corner of the entire corridor was densely packed with people at this time, all crowded here, and no one could go up, my brother kicked and kicked, and was slashed on the calf, and it was bloody in an instant.

He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, his head was full of sweat and he didn't dare to relax, and kept kicking to stop the crowd from rushing up.

"Kill them! Rush on! The villagers were excited, as if they were going to the battlefield, and they squeezed up desperately one by one.

"I thought I wouldn't dare to kill, would I?" My brother's legs were covered in blood and wounds at this time, and he stood at the top of the stairs, gritting his teeth and roaring.

The morning light behind him rose and hit him, reflecting his back like a warrior.

He reminds me of when I was a child, when he was a famous ruffian in our place, and he fought with a group of people all day long, and I remember seeing it once, and it was the most famous one.

There was a river on either side of the river, and there were two villages, each with a secondary school.

The students in our village and the village opposite didn't know why, but the two sides fought.

Later, they made an appointment with each other about the time and place, and they were by the stream, and when the day came, both of them passed with their people.

My brother was among them, after all, he was a tyrant at the time.

The men and horses on both sides stood across the stream, and on both sides of the stream were green meadows.

The reason why I remember this clearly is because I was digging in the mud near the stream.

These two waves of people, pressed together, densely packed, carrying steel pipes and utensils in their hands, when the fight started, the two sides came directly across the stream.

At that time, the stream was not high, just to the knees, and two groups of men and horses were fighting in the stream, and I didn't see the others, but my brother I remember the best, because everyone went into the water, and he was the only one standing on the bank.

Why, I figured it out later, he deliberately wore the non-slip rubber shoes used on my father's construction site that day.

Because the river is very slippery, it is easy to go down, but it is difficult to come up, especially when there is a group fight.

When the fight began, everyone roared down the river, and he was the only one in the whole place who stood there in rubber shoes, and he didn't go down, he picked up a stick in his hand, and one side was sharpened, and he didn't hit anyone.

When someone on the other side came up, he was not in a hurry to make a move, so he poked someone's foot with a sharpened section of the stick, poked and screamed, and fell into the river.

And he wears rubber shoes, he can run casually by the river, no matter which direction the other party comes from, he can poke back.

In the end, the other side collapsed, and all the feet were poked with blood, standing in the river and pointing at my brother and scolding the street.

My brother was scolded, and it was more serious, this was supposed to end after the fight, but it turned out to be from one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was poked to more than five o'clock, which was harder than anyone's, and a group of people on the opposite side soaked in the water for an afternoon.

Later, as long as my brother's name was mentioned in the two villages, some people had ugly faces and subconsciously rubbed their legs, and they must have been poked by my brother at that time.

I was watching everything from a short distance away, not even playing in the mud, watching my brother until dusk.

The sun shone on him, and he stood on the shore in tattered rubber shoes, with a sharpened stick in his hand, and looked at the bloody creatures in the river, like a god of war.

That scene had a huge impact on me when I was still young.

The scene in the corridor is very similar to that time, he is standing on the top of the stairs, as if he were standing on the shore, the only difference may be that he is missing a sharpened stick in his hand.

Otherwise, none of the people in this corridor today will want to go up.

"Your brother is quite capable of fighting, I don't know if he can handle this." The grimace man stood at the end and watched, his tone relaxed, and he reached out and pulled something extremely strange out of his pocket.

It was about the size of a palm, like a porcelain teapot with a striking word for "ghost" engraved on it.

After he took it out, he gently rubbed it twice with his palm, and then within a few seconds, a puff of black smoke came out of the spout of the pot and ran towards my brother.

I was shocked when I saw this in the back: "Aladdin's magic lamp?!" ”

“… What Aladdin's magic lamp..."The man glanced back at me and said in a contemptuous tone: "This is a ghost pot, it's... Forget it, you're a dead man, and it's useless to tell you. ”

"Raising ghost pots?" My heart shuddered when I heard the name, and I hurriedly looked up at the black smoke flying towards my brother, and it was a ghost.

But what I couldn't have imagined was that these ghost-faced masked people had things on them that could pretend to be ghosts, and they also dealt with these things?!