Jing Wanjun looked at the back of a person who was leaving quickly with a puzzled face, always feeling a little familiar, and angrily thought that there would be no more students running out, right?

As soon as her face darkened, she had the urge to scold, and at this time, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and Jing Wanjun was squeezed to the side of the road for some reason, so she had no choice but to stand there and wait.

Xu Qingqing patted his chest with palpitations and said, "It's terrible, who is targeting the princess?" Why do you want to kill Sister Huang? ”

Zhu Xuanyue looked at the cold girl with an ugly face at the moment and said, "Sister Nihuang, are you okay?" ”

The cold girl Nihuang tried her best to show a rather stiff smile and said, "It's okay, princess don't worry." ”

Xu Qingqing suddenly raised his head and asked, "Sister Huang, have you seen who that person was just now?" ”

Zhu Xuanyue also looked at Ni Huang with a curious face, they were on the side, they could almost only see a back, they couldn't see the front, and Ni Huang was face to face with that person.

Nihuang's face tightened, and he said solemnly: "That person is wearing a hat and sunglasses, but..." ”

"I also saw the school uniform he was wearing, and his body shape was also a little familiar, but there were so many classmates of similar shape, who knew who it was?" Xu Qingqing smiled distressedly.

Zhu Xuanyue frowned and looked at Ni Huang and said, "There are such powerful people in the school, don't your departments know the information?" ”

Nihuang's face remained unchanged and said: "Use cold weapons to resist Barrett's bullets, this look and judgment have exceeded my cognition, I suggest that it is better to report to the internal guards of the Central Police and let the people of the General Staff come forward." "Based on the bullets left on the spot, the approximate model of the gun can be easily determined by Nihuang's expertise.

"Didn't Lin Zixuan carry a long cloth bag?" Xu Qingqing said suddenly.

"Hey, no one can be him." Zhu Xuanyue immediately vetoed Xu Qingqing's idea, and then continued: "He is a war scumbag, he used to quarrel with me, and he was put down by Sister Huang with one move. He said with disdain on his face, as if he didn't take Lin Zixuan seriously at all.

Xu Qingqing was slightly stunned when he heard Zhu Xuanyue's words, and looked at Nihuang who was also unimpressed with some doubts, and in surprise in his heart, he didn't know why he concealed the fact that Lin Zixuan easily knocked down a few high school students before.

The three of them came outside the hotel after a while, and Zhu Xuanyue suddenly said: "Qingqing, don't tell anyone about tonight!"

"Ah, what about your safety?" Xu Qingqing looked at Zhu Xuanyue inexplicably.

"Well, I've already asked Sister Nihuang to inform the General Staff. Over there, a few more people will be arranged to come and protect me, I don't want this to get out! Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to go to this autumn outing. Zhu Xuanyue hesitated for a long time, but still told Xu Qingqing what she really thought.

Xu Qingqing nodded silently, a little absent-minded.

As soon as they returned to the hotel, they were blocked by Jing Wanjun, who rushed back in advance, and directly caught Zhu Xuanyue in the room for a lesson, the picture was too beautiful, so I won't describe it much.

On the contrary, Xu Qingqing was also killed, which also made her have no chance to go to Lin Zixuan immediately, and gave Lin Zixuan the opportunity to die and not admit it.

As soon as he returned to the hotel, Zhou Fatzi was eating potato chips, playing PSP, glanced at Lin Zixuan, who was carrying a black knife bag, and said, "I'm back." After saying that, he continued to play PSP.

Lin Zixuan smiled and hummed, which was a response.

Then he sat cross-legged on the bed, took a few deep breaths, and slowly breathed.

Although it was useless for the hands that were still trembling, it helped Zixuan calm his mind.

In another time and space, it was Nihuang who told her grandfather's identity that he owed her a favor, and this time it would be considered to be repaying her.

Both hands clenched into fists, straining slightly, but still couldn't stop the trembling of the arms.

"Whew"

Exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, Lin Zixuan felt that he was a little too impulsive tonight.

The powerful and perverted dynamic vision and the recent explosive improvement of physical fitness made him a little carried away, and he didn't know how to use a cold weapon to block the bullets of the sniper rifle, but fortunately, he succeeded later.

Withdrew the knife bag, pulled out the knife with a "sonorous" sound in front of the fat man, and did not shy away from it, but the fat man, who was concentrating on playing PSP, didn't seem to notice.

Lin Zixuan carefully looked at the blade of the knife that came into contact with the bullet, and was a little afraid that something would go wrong with the knife, and his grandfather would beat people when he went home, and he was actually a lot older, if he was beaten by his grandfather, it would be a shame to lose his hair.

With a hint of surprise in his dark eyes, he looked back and forth at the blade, and the entire dark golden blade was still full of cold light, exuding a terrifying luster.

"Impossible, impossible? That's a sniper rifle, huh? How could Japan during World War II forge such a sword? Lin Zixuan instantly felt that his cognition had been subverted, there was actually a kind of metal that could be hit by a sniper rifle bullet without even the slightest damage?

This discovery was terrible, a cold sweat broke out behind Lin Zixuan's back, and he didn't know at this moment that it was not an ordinary sniper rifle that hit the blade, but a large-caliber Barrett.

However, the style of the knife is definitely a standard Japanese-style katana, but the tiger character on the knife, but I don't know if it is Japanese or Chinese, because the tiger character in Chinese and Japanese is exactly the same.

Lin Zixuan found the problem in an instant, so how did this tiger character be engraved?

With such a strong metal, how to engrave the words, and the exquisite pattern, at this moment, Lin Zixuan suddenly felt that the "combat power" left in the storage room at home became confusing.

"Sonorous" sounded the tiger knife into the sheath.

I don't know what it's called, so let's call her Tiger Dao for the time being, Lin Zixuan thought silently.

And Zhou Fatzi, who had just raised his head at this moment, shouted in surprise: "Damn, such a long knife, you... You've got a knife on your back, what the hell do you want to do? Looking at the cold light of the tiger knife into the sheath, Zhou Fatzi was so frightened that the PSP in his hand almost fell off.

Lin Zixuan laughed and said, "What are you afraid of the toy knife bought in Longquan Knife Yard?" ”

Zhou Fatzi was stunned for a moment and said: "Eh, I'll just say, how can there be a metal of this color, it turns out to be a color." As soon as he heard the toy knife, Zhou Fatzi immediately became active, and Lin Zixian looked at it with disdain.

Lin Zixuan heard it and said, "Oh? Do you know a thing or two about metals? ”

Zhou Fatzi put down the PSP and touched his nose and said: "Okay, understand a little, only tungsten steel in the alloy is black, as for you still have a little gold, it should be colored." ”

"Are you sure there are no black-gold alloys?" Lin Zixuan hurriedly asked.

"Of course, such a handsome color! If there is, I'm sure I know. Zhou Fatzi said with an affirmative face.

Lin Zixuan listened to Zhou Fatzi's words with a thoughtful expression, he was hit by a sniper bullet, no matter how good the paint is, it should fade, right? However, this tiger knife did not change color in the slightest, and the pitch-black blade still circulated with a pale golden brilliance.

Lin Zixuan couldn't help but think, could it be a knife cast by Japan from a meteorite outside the sky?

This speculation may be infinitely close to the truth, but at the moment it cannot be confirmed in any way.

Shaking his head, he dispelled the thoughts about the Tiger Knife in his mind, and now the priority was to go to the old man and resell something in that place, not to think about other problems.