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Rapid gasps echoed through the empty hallway, the soles of leather shoes hitting each other against the tiled floor of the hallway, and the moonlight shone in through the window on one side of the hallway, leaving a fast-moving figure on the wall.

Sweat trickled down the figure's forehead and dripped down his cheeks into the loose collar, and the swift footsteps under his feet seemed a little vain, and it was clear that the man had little strength, but even so, he gritted his teeth and ran towards the stairs at the end of the corridor.

At this moment, a discordant voice sounded, and there was a click not far behind him, and the lock of the door of a room was opened, and when he heard this sound, he couldn't help but be startled, and immediately turned around and fired a shot directly behind him, and the footsteps stopped abruptly, and the gunfire of "Magnon" gradually disappeared into the empty corridor.

"Whew, whew." The man gasped and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, this shot didn't hit anything, the anesthetic bullet after the technical upgrade has reduced the kinetic energy of the warhead, whether it is a living thing or a non-living body, as long as it is close, the warhead will automatically crack. The anesthetic left an extremely imperceptible water mark on the wall, and two fragments of a cracked hard plastic warhead hit the wall and bounced off and fell to the ground. His eyes widened.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately turned around and continued to run towards the stairs, where victory was within reach as long as he ran through the door of a room, and victory was within reach. He withdrew from the magazine of "Magnon", which was empty, all twenty-four tranquilizer rounds had been fired, and there was already one magazine left on his body, and he did not know if he could escape this fate.

Just when he was about to grab the handrail at the corner and turn to the stairs, the glass on the right side suddenly shattered, and before he could come back to his senses, a dagger with a cold light flew in from the window, although he had tried his best to stop after discovering the abnormality, but the dagger that flew in still cut his right cheek, he had one side of his face, the dagger was inserted into the wall in front of him, the handle trembled twice and then stopped, and the blade that was originally about twenty centimeters long had already sunk into the wall made of concrete.

He was forced to stop, but he took advantage of the gap to replace his last magazine and turned his head to look out the window. In the bright moonlight, there was nothing, neither the shadow of trees nor the shadows of people, and outside the window was an empty playground, even though there were horizontal bars and parallel bars and steel frames for climbing, but for the safety of the students, the school did not have any climbing facilities up to the height of the second floor, and the dagger seemed to appear out of thin air and stabbed in front of him. Thinking so, he immediately ran to the window and crouched down against the wall below the window, not daring to guarantee that a dagger would not pierce his heart from behind when he went downstairs.

There was a lot of cold sweat in the palm of his hand, even if there was a bulge on the grip of the "Magnon" pistol to prevent slipping, but at this time it still looked very slippery, and the sweat lubricated the space between the palm and the grip, reducing the static friction, and he felt that he couldn't hold the pistol anymore. After a long run, he had squandered all his strength, and now not to mention aiming and shooting, even raising his arms was a problem. Of course, he felt this himself, so he let go of his trembling hands, and let the "Magnon" pistol fall to the ground with a clattering sound, and a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from the pocket of his jacket, took one out of it, then threw the cigarette aside, and took out a box of matches with trembling hands.

"Damn it." He angrily threw the matchbox aside, "Don't even smoke a cigarette before you die!" ”

He leaned his head against the wall behind him and made a posture of waiting for death. Just as he was about to spit out the cigarette in his mouth to the ground, there was a soft snap, he opened it slightly, saw the pale yellow fire swaying in front of him, lit the cigarette in his mouth, he grinned, and took a deep breath. The man who lit the cigarette for him did beside him, picked up the cigarette case he had thrown out earlier, and took one of it and lit it for himself.

"You've finally done a good thing." He leaned feebly against the wall and kept smoking the cigarette in his mouth, puff after puff, until he was grabbed by the smoke in his throat and coughed violently.

"Really, ahem, what a fuck, ahem, damn it." He kept cursing, and a trace of bright red flowed from his mouth, down the corner of his mouth and down to his neck, "Ah, cough, you're poisoned, cough, cough." ”

"Whew~" the one next to him spat out a puff of smoke, "It's that you're smoking too quickly." ”

"Don't worry, you won't be able to finish a cigarette until you die!"

"Tell me that you must die, don't you really consider the conditions I said before?"

"If I could think about it, I wouldn't be here now." He viciously changed the black-clothed man next to him who was leisurely smoking a cigarette and spitting smoke rings, "Don't worry, someone will avenge me." ”

"yes, then I'll wait." The other threw away the half-lit cigarette in his hand, got up and stomped on the cigarette that was still burning, "You know, this is my first time smoking. ”

"Devils believe it." He grinned, "How skilled is it the first time you smoke?" And who is a non-smoker who will have nothing to do with a lighter? ”

"Thanks for the compliment, I'm a quick learner of everything. As for the lighter, I just had it handy in your office. The man in black took out the dagger at his waist, and there was no blemish on his body except for a small line of black English, and the light reflected from the blade on the back of the blade used to cut the parachute rope looked hideous.

"Yes, you have the potential to be a thief." He leaned his head against the wall behind him and closed his eyes slightly.

The icy light flickered, and a trail of blood appeared on his neck, and in a short time, a large amount of blood spurted out of the wound, but the man in black had already left, and the gushing blood splashed across the five-meter-wide corridor onto the opposite wall. When the blood stopped gushing, he lost his pulse, and after a few seconds he stopped breathing.

The man in black stood by the window, looked out the window at the empty playground, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a pre-stored number, and after a few busy tones, the call was connected.

"What's the matter, is the mission accomplished?" A very bass-heavy sound came from the other end of the phone, like the sound of the white key at the far right of the piano when pressed down, and it sounded perfect for singing "My Sun".

"It's done, master." The man in black replied, "The target is dead, and I must be able to testify to that." ”

"I believe you, come back quickly, do you want me to send someone to pick you up?"

"There's no need for that." The man in black looked up at the full moon in the sky, "I still want to enjoy the moon again, today's moon is extraordinarily round." ”

"Yes." The person on the other end of the phone said in a deep voice, and the already extremely deep voice could no longer hear the content of what he said at this time, "You just do it, if you have any requests, just call." For the rest of the time, you can enjoy the moon slowly. ”

"Thanks, master." The man in black hung up the phone and turned off the phone, and the extremely terrifying scene next to the sound didn't seem to interfere with his admiring the moon, Yaxing, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case again, put it in his mouth and lit it with a lighter, and took a deep breath, "This cigarette is really a good thing." He looked at the Marlboro spelling "marlboro" on the cigarette pack and grinned.

"Well, I'll take it." With that, the man in black turned to leave. Silence returned to the hallway, leaving only the "he" whose throat had been slit.

"Hurry up, assemble!" A young man in the uniform of the Admiralty fleet stood at the end of the corridor on the second floor, shouting into the empty hallway. It was six o'clock in the morning, a slightly purple sun had just emerged from the sea level, the doors on both sides were reluctantly opened, and a girl with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes walked out of the room.

"I'll give you ten minutes to tidy up, and we'll meet at the restaurant in ten minutes." With that, the young man went down the stairs behind him without looking back, and a series of yawns and grumblings came from behind him, and although the girls were reluctant, they turned back to the room and began to wash and change.

"Well, this group of students is good." Naoto Sakurai stood beside Ye Zifeng and asked with a smirk, "Isn't it much stronger than the original fourteen students?" ”

"Don't tell me the same thing as you, uncle. I don't know what you're looking at in the hospital, but how you seem to be a different person when you come out. Ye Zifeng turned sideways, and on the basis of not moving, he tried to widen the distance between him and Naoto Sakurai, thinking that Naoto Sakurai had some deadly infectious disease, and he would be infected if he got closer.

"Hey, hey. Be content with that. Naoto Sakurai smiled and sat up straight, "At least these students of yours are obedient and sensible, and they don't want to be demons at every turn like the fourteen little ancestors before." ”

"But talent must be talent." Ye Zifeng nodded, "And they didn't leave." ”

As he spoke, a loud noise came from upstairs, sounding like the explosion of a miniature bomb, and Ye Zifeng immediately stood up and ran towards the stairs.

"Go and get back." Naoto Sakurai seemed to be used to such emergencies, and he didn't show the same excitement as Ye Zifeng, but just sat on the seat and picked up the coffee and shook his hand at Ye Zifeng.

"Don't talk about it there, come and help." Ye Zifeng dropped this sentence without looking back, and flew upstairs after turning around, Naoto Sakurai sighed helplessly, smiled, got up, and slowly followed Ye Zifeng's footsteps upstairs.

The seal on the door of a sealed warehouse on the second floor has been cut by a sharp blade, and a slight white eye is emerging from the warehouse, and the girls who have just sorted out their appearance are looking in from the outside of the warehouse door, but the dim light in the warehouse reflects their field of vision, and when they hesitate to go in, Ye Zifeng rushed to the scene of the incident.

"What's going on?" Ye Zifeng asked eagerly.

"That." The girl who was asked was a little hesitant, "Just now the seniors came inside and said that they were getting us some model, and then a saber cut the seal, and we said don't go in, but we can't stop the seniors at all." ”

"Who went in?" Ye Zifeng's face was gloomy, and the girl who was asked looked a little flustered.

"Yes, it's Tian, Tian Long's senior." The girl stumbled and muttered a sentence in a low voice, but Ye Zifeng still heard it word for word.

"Tian Long, this kid!" Ye Zifeng gritted his teeth, "Sakurai, take the students to the cafeteria for breakfast, and I'll come when I go." Saying that, Ye Zifeng pulled out the "Magnon" pistol on his waist, pulled the sleeve and pushed a tranquilizer bullet into the chamber. The girls exclaimed in surprise when they saw their professor pull out his gun.

"Weiwei, I said, will it be too much to use a gun." Naoto Sakurai was startled when he saw Ye Zifeng take out his gun, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but Ye Zifeng entered the warehouse one step earlier.

"No problem, it won't die, Tian Long has been getting more and more presumptuous recently, it's not okay if you don't teach him a lesson. Listen to me, take the students to the cafeteria and go and wake up the boys on the third floor and give them a minute, and there will be no food to eat if they are not tidied up. ”

"Okay, okay. But you take it easy. Sakurai sighed helplessly, turned to the girls and said, "Okay, girls, there's nothing to see, let's go eat, I'll call the boys on the third floor." ”

"The professor is so handsome, especially with his gun drawn." A girl said excitedly.

"Yes, yes." The other girl chimed in, her eyes popping up with a heart-shaped sign.

Naoto Sakurai shook his head casually as he listened to the departing girls, thinking in his heart if I was really that old, and went upstairs to call the boys who lived on the third floor.

"Don't you kid want to live anymore!" Ye Zifeng shouted loudly at a man with unkempt hair and a dark face in front of him, "Didn't you see the seal at the door!" There was a saber that cut the seal, and you didn't go to dinner early in the morning to find the model, you are crazy! ”

"No, teacher, you listen to me." The boy was a little aggrieved, and shook his head at Ye Zifeng again and again, "Aren't you going to have a model demonstration today, aren't I here to help you put the model." ”

"Even if you're going to do a model demonstration, it's not right now, you come in and get something. Even if you really came in to help me get the model, what happened to the explosion just now? Ye Zifeng pinched his waist and stared at Tian Long with burning eyes.

"Yes, it's that, that." Tianlong squeaked and couldn't say why, Ye Zifeng saw Tian Long's appearance, and suddenly felt a little angry, waved Tian Long away with one hand, and raised his leg like walking deep in the warehouse, "If you don't say it, I'll go and see it myself." ”

"Don't, don't, don't mind." Tian Long hurriedly pulled Ye Zifeng's arm and pulled Ye Zifeng back, "I said, I said it's not okay." ”

"You only have one chance, explain it clearly and convince me, or you will be dizzy for a day, and you don't have to participate in the model demonstration."

"Ahh Tianlong screamed, "That, I said, don't be angry and let me participate." ”

"Then I'd better go see it myself." Ye Zifeng turned around and was about to walk towards the depths of the warehouse, Tianlong hurriedly grabbed Ye Zifeng again, and then sighed helplessly.

"Well, when I was just moving the model down, I accidentally touched the start switch, and before I could react, the model's electromagnetic railgun was launched."

Ye Zifeng's face was gloomy after hearing this, and his body trembled slightly, but Ye Zifeng still tried his best to suppress his urge to kill, and asked, "After that." ”

"After that." Tian Long looked at Ye Zifeng's appearance and hesitated a little, "Then, does the teacher want to hear the detailed process or the final result." ”

"Let's talk about the results."

"As a result, I was shaken to the ground, and the electromagnetic railgun fired by the model pierced the hull of another model, causing an explosion, and the model I was holding fell to the ground, and the 'Athena' armor plate on the right side fell off・・・・・・"

Tenryu's voice grew smaller and smaller, and at last it seemed that even he couldn't hear what he was saying.

"What do you mean is that it was because of your mistake that you lost two of my models, one was completely damaged, and the other was a broken part? Well? Ye Zifeng showed some signs of exploding, but he still asked this sentence with a strong anger.

"Hmm." Tian Long nodded slightly, and then lowered his head deeply, not daring to speak again.

"You, you're really angry with me." Ye Zifeng gave up venting his anger to Tian Long, but instead stomped his feet heavily, and hit the wooden box next to him with his fist one after another, making the wooden box make a banging sound, every sound, Tianlong's body trembled unconsciously, until Ye Zifeng held the wooden box and gasped heavily, Tianlong dared to step forward and asked cautiously.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Ye Zifeng waved his hand, "You go down to eat first." ”

"What about you?" Tian Long asked cautiously again.

"Do you want to eat?" Ye Zifeng raised his head slightly, glanced at Tianlong, and the frightened Tian Long hurriedly shrank his head and walked around Ye Zifeng to the door.

"I'll eat, I'll eat, then I'll go first."

"Hurry up, hurry up." Ye Zifeng waved his hand impatiently, and Tian Long stumbled downstairs as if he had been granted amnesty. Ye Zifeng came to the depths of the warehouse and saw a frigate model lying on the ground, with a faint fire from the tail thruster, restlessly writhing on the ground and a wooden box on the top of a stack of wooden boxes that was blown up by an explosion from inside, obviously, the electromagnetic railgun fired by this model on the ground hit the electric propulsion system of the top model and produced a large explosion, fortunately, this is only an electric propulsion system, and the explosion generated will not be completely blown up by Jiang Mu, so it did not affect other warship models.

Ye Zifeng shook his head helplessly, picked up the frigate model on the ground, turned off the start button, and the battleship returned to calm, and then Ye Zifeng built the "Athena" armor plate parts scattered on the side, and buckled it back to the battleship model. Ye Zifeng cleaned up the destroyed model above, and then took the repaired frigate model downstairs.

(To be continued)