We walked through the wooded area for half an hour, watching the sunlight shine through the layers of leaves and form light spots on the ground, and suddenly we felt that our usual school was not good.

"Do you remember your middle school?"

"Nonsense, I just graduated, and we call that junior high school in the mainland."

"Your junior high school, the mortality rate, is the lowest in the city."

"Oh, I'm glad I'm glad I am." I stared at my phone, at my face reflecting off the glass of my phone, not quite willing to reminisce about those days.

Nightmare days.

"The lad is so handsome now, they won't recognize you." An arm reached over to wrap his arm around me, and Song Ming turned off the interface and smiled at me.

"What are you laughing at, I'm sick to death, I'm smiling at your junior sister."

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Neurotic!" Song Ming's laughter was so demonic.

My high school, oh no, my supernatural high school career, began with the laughter of this good-looking school grass.

The travel time was unexpectedly long, because there were too many students, but the half-hour journey dragged on for more than an hour, and I was on this road for only half an hour, and my heart was about to collapse when I was played by Song Ming.

"How long has it been since you have taken care of your hair, it's a waste of face to lose weight."

A cool feeling of hairspray on the face, my eyes hurt so much.

"Your eyebrows are as disgusting as weeds."

Damn, stinky boy, don't just take any weird pen and scribble on my eyebrows.

After clipping my trouser legs small and cutting them off without authorization, I looked at Song Ming who was packing his luggage with a black line.

Oh my God, why haven't we been to the auditorium yet.

The auditorium adheres to the architectural style of the church in front of it, towering in a whole meadow, I found that I was the only one who didn't bring luggage, I knew that Song Ming had a high rate of turning heads, but I didn't bring luggage, and the ladies didn't keep staring at me.

The interior of the auditorium is like a theater, and Song Ming and I were late, so we were arranged in the cubicle above, looking at the special forces standing in a military posture with guns downstairs, well, there are a few of us standing behind us.

"Students, congratulations on becoming students of the first class of special ability colleges, and also congratulations on joining the special forces of special ability." The fat old man on the stage cleared his throat and began to speak.

"Ah, when did we join the special forces."

"Shut up." Song Ming frowned, "I feel very uncomfortable being put to the head with a gun." ”

I obediently shut up, how can these instructors be more murderous than bandits.

"Hey, hey, hey~ I know you have questions, but this is the country's regulations, you are so dangerous, you can't be banished outside at will, so, from the moment you step into the school gate, there is only one day of free time~, I'm very happy, right~, and, remind all students." Another man suddenly grabbed the microphone, and the broadcast made a screeching sound. "The students of the attack department use their superpowers without authorization, but they will be treated - on the spot - hit - killed - oh~"

"Isn't that sissy your brother?" I immediately covered my ears and looked sideways at Song Ming.

Song Mingleng immediately lowered his head after a pause, "No, Song Song's stupid is not my brother." ”

"==You idiot."

"Oh, yes, my dear brother is in this school."

"Call you."

"Dead open."

Song Song glared at the old man in military uniform, and the old man immediately ducked to the side, and Song Song smiled at the students.

"Dear students, today is a carnival, the morning is your reception banquet, noon is the dormitory visit, the afternoon is the school visit, or you want to study in advance~ There is a dance party in the evening~~ You can experience the luxurious feeling~ Okay, okay~ The meeting is over!"

Just as Song Ming covered his face and wanted to leave this ghost place quickly, a bullet hit him hard in his left shoulder.

"The healing classmate next to you, your report hasn't been handed over yet, so my dear brother will hand it over to you."

The eyes of all the students fell on me and Song Ming, and compared to my stunnedness, Song Ming covered his wounds and left the auditorium quickly.

"Wait, wait!"

Grass, Song Ming, this kid is injured and still runs so fast.

"Do you want to be exposed so soon, go to a place where no one is around."

Song Ming didn't look back at me at all, he ran wildly, watching the left sleeve of the black tunic continue to drip blood downward, I had to speed up to keep up with Song Ming, and grabbed the palm of my hand and attached it to his arm.

"There is no trace of my healing." I threw the bullet in my hand and smiled at Song Ming.

"Pretending to be forced to be struck by lightning." Song Ming hugged his arms and left.

I immediately followed his ass.

"Don't you have any luggage?"

"My uncle helped me apply to leave school."

“。”

"What's wrong?"

"Can I stay at your house?"

"Of course."

"Thank you."

"Say thank you, it sounds weird and uncomfortable."

"Don't use your abilities indiscriminately in the future, it's dangerous."

"Oh, what are we going to do now?"

“。”