Below the slope.

The glass shattered to the ground.

Most of the glass penetrated into Tang Zhizhou's body, and Ji, who was protected, was safe and sound.

Song Zhengyang broke his arm, his face turned pale at this moment, and there was no blood on his lips.

As for Meng Chixi, his face was broken, and his body was covered with wounds, which looked a little scary.

Two people died in the back seat, with them.

These people didn't die, mainly because the car they drove was mountain off-road, and the performance was better.

Several people crawled out, Ji's face was extremely ugly, faintly blue, and when he looked at Tang Zhizhou's bloody appearance, a rare cold silence appeared in his eyes.

"Teacher, you shouldn't help me stop it." Ji opened his mouth with a gloomy expression.

Tang Zhizhou's eyes were not bright, he was lying on the ground, his clothes were torn, and he was no longer the decent teacher he used to be.

He looked at Ji with a look of defeat in his eyes: "Am I a very failure?" ”

In this life, he just wants to educate a perfect person.

There is no need for worldly emotions, this kind of person should be the most perfect......

But after many years of layout, there was nothing, and even the last research materials were destroyed by Anyang......

What was wrong with him?

Tang Zhizhou didn't understand.

"Teacher, I'm also your student." Ji was silent for a long time, and finally spoke.

They used to have a teacher-student relationship, and many of his things were taught by Tang Zhizhou.

It's just that they don't agree on the same philosophy, so they only cooperate later, and don't call teachers again.

Tang Zhizhou looked at him, his eyebrows were picturesque, his eyes were gloomy and beautiful, such a person who was as warm as jade was a madman.

He laughed, blood came out of his throat, he reached out, grabbed Ji's hand, and opened his mouth word by word: "Kill, kill, me." ”

Think of it as the last end of his ridiculous life.

It's also the last self-esteem

Kill him.

Ji stared at him for a long time, so long that he seemed to be able to hear the sound of getting closer.

"Okay." There were bright spots in those green eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking.

A couple of people were on the side.

He raised the knife, his knobly distinct fingers, pressed Tang Zhizhou's neck, and the slender blade pressed against his throat.

He pushed down slowly.

Finally, stroke it down vigorously.

Blood splattered his face, and he closed his eyes as he looked at the man who had completely lost his breath.

"Goodbye, teacher."

After saying a word, he stood up straight and walked to the other side without looking back.

The rain slowly fell from the sky, getting heavier and heavier.

The blood on Tang Zhizhou's body was washed away.

From a distance, he was still the proper teacher, always wearing a decent suit at all times, like a noble gentleman in the Middle Ages.

But such a person who cared about his appearance ended up dying in this wilderness in such an undignified way.

Maybe...... For him, being able to die in Ji's hands is the only thing he should be happy about.

It rained heavily, and the people who came out to look for them encountered a landslide, a large area, and directly buried the location of the car.

Nothing can be seen.

They can only stand still for the time being and go to poach people.

The road team looked at it twice, did not call the police, and followed them.

Life is forced to do nothing.

Anyang didn't bring Bai Nuan down to look for it together, he was tough and pressed the person in the car.