At this moment, Gong Ziran felt a strong crisis, and he subconsciously flashed back. At the same time, he saw that the thing that was striking him was actually a sharp switchblade.

The blade is silvery-white, extremely fast, driving the flowing air, emitting a pungent smell of blood, and I don't know how many unjust souls have been killed under it.

Because the situation happened too suddenly, and the speed of the knife was extremely fast, although Gong Ziran had tried his best, he still couldn't completely dodge the blow.

The sharp blade came from the bottom up, cutting a deep wound on his face. Gong Ziran only felt a chill on his face, a dizziness in his brain "buzzing", and then a sharp pain struck, and hot blood suddenly gushed out, staining his entire shoulder.

"Brother Ran!"

"Macho."

"Male, Brother Nan."

This sudden scene shocked several people in the distance, and they immediately ran desperately to this side.

But the far water couldn't dissolve the close fire, and the blow didn't succeed, and a trace of surprise flashed in the red hair's eyes. He supported the ground with one hand, his body bounced up, without pause, and immediately returned the knife to strike again, and the speed was no less than the first knife.

At this time, Gong Ziran still didn't understand that he had been tricked, judging from the speed at which the red hair was now out of the knife, the first kick before couldn't kick him at all. The reason why he was kicked down by himself must have been deliberate, just to show the enemy's weakness and look for a fatal blow.

Gong Ziran secretly felt that the red hair was insidious and vicious, and this guy greeted his neck with a knife, obviously planning to kill himself.

If I had slowed down a little just now and had my trachea cut by a knife, I would have really had to go to see Hades in advance.

These thoughts just flashed through his mind, and Gong Ziran's body did not pause in the slightest. The red-haired second knife was still hanging above his head, and the speed was beyond the limits of what a human being could achieve in the normal sense.

At this critical moment, it's too late to dodge. Gong Ziran grabbed the wrist of the red hair holding the knife with his left hand, and at the same time clenched his fist with his right hand and hit it fiercely, the speed was even faster than the red hair.

Originally, Gong Ziran was in a hurry and flashed, and his body was a little unstable, but now he was hit by an impact from above, and immediately fell to the ground with the red hair.

However, before touching the ground, his fist full of anger also hit the red-haired head, splashing a splash of blood, and the red-haired head fell backwards, and his body fell to one side.

Taking advantage of the fact that Hongmao was dizzy from being beaten, Gong Ziran immediately counterattacked. He grabbed the hand on the wrist of the red fur and slammed it hard, and the switchblade suddenly fell out and fell to the ground.

At this time, the advantage of Hongmao's previous sneak attack was no longer there, and under the head-on confrontation, he was still Gong Ziran's opponent.

However, the red fur did not give up, and when the switchblade had just fallen off, his other hand grabbed at it at great speed, trying to regain the knife.

Gong Ziran was willing to give him this kind of opportunity, his body bent sideways, his legs suddenly exerted force, and he kicked over and kicked heavily on Hongmao's body.

This kick was exhausted. With the sound of a "click" of broken bones, the red hair rolled and slid against the ground, moved out four or five meters, and vomited a mouthful of blood before finally stopping. The switchblade, which had not yet been grasped, was also thrown out.

Gong Ziran wiped a handful of blood slowly flowing from his chin, and got up to continue the pursuit. This miscellaneous hair went down with a knife, and he almost lost his life, not to mention, in case it was not a small problem to leave a scar and break his appearance in the future, how could he be easily let go.

But as soon as he took a step, Gong Ziran frowned, his body suddenly froze, and he turned around and slowly walked towards the place where the switchblade fell.

Seeing this, the red hair lying on the ground immediately struggled to get up, turned around and smiled weirdly, gritted his teeth and covered his chest and ran into the distance. Looking at his appearance, he should have broken ribs just now.

At this time, Shang Jinchang had already run over, and when he saw Gong Ziran running to the knife, he looked angry and angry, "Damn!" You're chasing, don't let him run. ”

While shouting, he didn't pause, glanced at Gong Ziran, and chased after him alone.

Behind, Kong Lingqi fell behind, but Li Ruoya did not chase after the red hair, but ran towards Gong Ziran with an eager face.

"Brother Ran, it's all because I ......" Li Ruoya's eyes were full of tears, and her heart was full of self-blame.

Gong Ziran didn't speak, picked up the switchblade on the ground, held it in his hand, and stared at it tightly.

Kong Lingqi also ran over, did not chase after the red hair, and when he saw Gong Ziran like this, he stood quietly aside, not daring to disturb.

He is also quite self-aware, not to mention whether he can catch up with him at his speed, even if he catches up, he can't help much, in case he is accidentally killed by the red hair, the consequences will be serious.

Within a few seconds, Shang Jinchang came back angrily, but naturally he didn't catch up. This place was close to the edge of the corridor on the second floor, and although the red hair was injured, the speed of escape was not slow, and it ran out of the end in a few clicks.

Out of the aisle, there are students in the distance outside who are undergoing military training, as long as the red hair shouts a few times, it can attract their attention, and it can't do anything to catch up.

Shang Jinchang was about to get angry, but when he saw Gong Ziran, who was standing on the side, his body suddenly trembled, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person suddenly fell to one side.

"Brother Ran." Li Ruoya hurriedly held Gong Ziran up.

"Brother Nan."

"Macho man, don't scare me, who will catch ghosts with me when you die?" This scene changed too quickly, and the sullenness that Shang Jinchang was holding was all gone.

"Knife, on, poisonous ......"

Gong Ziran withdrew the blade of the switchblade from its scabbard, stuffed it into his pocket, and at the same time counted the points in the acupuncture points around his body with one hand.

After doing this, Gong Ziran's state slowed down slightly, he first signaled Li Ruoya to step back, and then sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed, and his hands kept making various knots.

The few people next to him couldn't help for a while, so they had to watch quietly.

Time passed second by second, Gong Ziran's forehead was covered with sweat, and the speed of the seal became faster and faster, but his face became black and purple, and it became more and more serious.

Seeing this, a few people on the side were anxious and didn't know what to do, so they could only continue to wait, praying that the situation would change.

But the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes, and after a while, Gong Ziran's entire face, including his neck, changed color, and even his lips became black and purple. From the outside, it can be seen that wisps of black qi are converging on his shoulders, constantly flowing upward, and the whole person is about to be unable to support it.

At this critical moment, the mood of several people is no longer something that can be described by a simple word "urgent". Li Ruoya's tears slipped out, if Gong Ziran had three longs and two shorts, she was afraid that she would not be able to feel at ease for the rest of her life, in her opinion, it was all because of her.

But after all, she is a person who has seen the "world", and seeing that Gong Ziran seems to be healing, there is still a little reason in her heart, and she does not move.

On the other side, Kong Lingqi looked at Shang Jinchang with an inquiring gaze, and at this time he could only regard this fat man as the backbone.

Helplessly, Shang Jinchang didn't say anything about it, it was impossible for him not to notice Kong Lingqi's eyes, it should be that he couldn't help it.

In this way, Kong Lingqi saw that the situation was serious, and he could no longer wait on the sidelines, so he stretched out his hand to shake Gong Ziran's shoulder.

For this move, Shang Jinchang and Li Ruoya had no intention of stopping it, after all, they had no choice.

But just when Kong Lingqi's hand was less than a foot away from Gong Ziran's shoulder, Shang Jinchang suddenly jumped forward and held it down.

Kong Lingqi was stunned for a moment, and before he could react, he didn't know why.

saw Gong Ziran's changing handprint suddenly, and slapped two palms on his chest in a row.

At the same time, at the moment when the palm fell, a jet-black blood sword erupted from the wound on Gong Ziran's face, almost spraying Kong Lingqi's body.

Looking at it again, most of the blackness on his face had dissipated, which made several people feel a lot more relieved.

Kong Lingqi also understood Shang Jinchang's actions, fortunately he was stopped in time just now, otherwise something like going crazy would have happened, and it would have been bad.

After a while, the blood flowing from Gong Ziran's wound slowly turned red, and as time passed, it was no different from normal blood.

Gong Ziran opened his eyes and slowly stood up from the ground, feeling a void on his feet, and his body was sore.

Since last night, he hasn't stopped, and he has been injured one after another, which has made him really bleed a lot. Although his physique is far beyond ordinary people, he is also a little unbearable.

Gong Ziran looked at the black blood on the ground, and secretly said in his heart that the red hair was vicious, this guy almost killed himself just now.

With this toxicity, if it were an ordinary person, he would have been poisoned several times.