Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Voice of a Cry for Help
"One last try," Wang Mingyu rubbed up from the ground and took a deep breath: "If you don't succeed again, you'll go to sleep." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Teleportation!" Wang Mingyu's face was flushed and trembling: "Come on... Give me some face..."Finally, a blue circle of light appeared around him again - this should be a sign of success, Wang Mingyu's distorted expression smiled with difficulty.
Sweat slid from his forehead to his eyes, Wang Mingyu hurriedly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the surrounding scene was already completely unfamiliar: stone chairs and lawns seemed to tell him that it seemed to be a large park, with only dotted street lamps and flying insects with demonic power ranging from 15 to 35 around the lights.
"it!" Wang Mingyu stood up excitedly, raised his hands and began to celebrate, but suddenly felt dizzy in front of his eyes, covered his head and walked to the stone chair and sat down.
"But where is this..."Wang Mingyu doesn't remember the place in front of him, maybe he was here before his death-anyway, his memory was erased by Yin Fei, maybe the subconscious brought himself to this place. He decided to stay for a while and see what was so special about him about this place.
"Help..."
"Huh?"
"Anyone?"
There seemed to be a woman's voice crying for help in the distance, looking so weak and helpless in the night.
"Could it be that a beautiful woman is calling me, a fighter for justice?" Wang Mingyu actually had a trace of excitement in his heart - after all, after he became a monster, he faced monsters - some of them were much more powerful than himself, and Wang Mingyu never let the idea of pretending to be forced in front of ordinary people.
Running towards the source of the sound, Wang Mingyu was inexplicably excited - this time there was no evil star like Yue Yun and Jiang Wei, and there was no Ren Chao Deng Chen to steal his limelight, so he could really pretend to be a monster.
"Just..."Wang Mingyu, who was running, hurriedly shook his head: "No, you can't be so second, you still have to be reserved." The light of the street lamp gradually weakened, and Wang Mingyu gradually approached the source of the sound.
"Huh?" A female student in a school uniform appeared in Wang Mingyu's sight, but the female student was lazily eating a lollipop and sitting on the stone chair with Erlang's legs crossed, not looking like she was in danger at all.
"Little sister, are you calling for help?"
"It's me," the female student glanced at Wang Mingyu, put her legs on the stone chair, hugged her knee with her left hand, and continued to lick the lollipop as if nothing happened: "What, what's the problem?"
"Question..."Wang Mingyu shrugged his shoulders: "It's just that I don't think you seem to be in any danger or in any danger?"
"Threat..."The female student put her legs on the ground in turn, and Wang Mingyu thought to herself that if he had a reason, he would definitely be able to glimpse his underwear. The female student walked slowly to Wang Mingyu's side, staggering to the ground, in the words of the elders, feeling that there were no bones.
"That's you. ”
"I'm sorry, why don't I understand you young people?"
"Hmph. The female student sucked a sip of the lollipop with a loud voice, revealing a slightly fierce but more immature look: "Come out." ”
"Whoa. With the sound of clothes rubbing against low plants, Wang Mingyu noticed that it was not just him and the female student who were here, but three boys wearing the same school uniform as the female student appeared in the bushes on the left and right and behind the girls.
"Oh..."Wang Mingyu nodded and turned around: "It turned out to be such a play, the immortal jump? No, it doesn't seem to be able to say that, what should it be called?"
"Uncle, you can admit it. The boy behind the girl, with dyed yellow hair and noticeably taller than the other two, pulled a bright object from his waist and flicked it in his hand.
"Am I that old?" Wang Mingyu pinched his chin with his right hand, and looked left and right suspiciously: "Or is it because I haven't shaved in the past two days?"
"Less nonsense!" A diminutive boy shook out a bat from the cuff of his wide school uniform: "Uncle, you bully our classmates, what do you say about this?"
"I'm bullying..."Wang Mingyu paused, turned around and looked at the girl leaning next to the yellow-haired man with a smug face: "I bullied you?"
"Of course. The female student still had a contemptuous expression on her face, and some looked up at the yellow-haired man, then looked at each other and smiled.
"Why did I bully you?"
"You want to rape me," the schoolgirl blurted out without thinking, "Fortunately, my chivalrous brothers passed by, otherwise you would have succeeded." ”
"That's not right, sister," Wang Mingyu looked at the couple with a rogue face, crossing his waist: "I remember that we negotiated the price, and I was very satisfied with your service just now." ”
"You!" the female student bounced off the yellow-haired man's body with a humiliated and angry expression, but was quickly stopped by the yellow-haired man. The yellow-haired man sneered, took two steps forward and pointed a knife at Wang Mingyu.
"You're impatient, aren't you?"
"I'm quite familiar with this knife," Wang Mingyu didn't answer the yellow-haired man's question at all, and pointed to the silver-flashing knife in the yellow-haired man's hand with a curious expression: "This is called a throwing knife, right, this thing was popular when I was in school, and it has been around for a long time." ”
"Brother Long, don't talk nonsense with him!" The female student behind Huang Mao stomped her feet, pointed at Wang Mingyu and scolded: "Don't beat this kid, the old lady swears not to be a person today!"
"Tsk, little beauty, you are not suitable for talking, you will squirt feces all over your mouth, or it is better for you to lick the lollipop obediently. ”
"Fuck you!"
The yellow-haired man stepped forward with an arrow, followed by his right hand holding the knife and waved it at Wang Mingyu's upper body, but he stumbled, not only did the knife in his hand not know where it flew in an instant, but he almost fell to the ground.
"Yo!" At the moment when the yellow-haired man took out the knife, Wang Mingyu used the object movement technique to "throw" the knife into the grass on the side, and then flashed back with agility - the teleportation technique had just been successful, and Wang Mingyu would not joke with his body. The yellow-haired man lost his focus in mid-air, and couldn't control his center for a while, so he knelt on the ground in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry," Wang Mingyu looked at the yellow-haired man condescendingly: "Uncle gave all the cash just now to that beauty, and there is no red envelope to send to you, don't kneel." ”
"Kill him for me!"
Before the yellow-haired man could stand up, he let out this hysterical roar, and the two male students on the left and right hesitated for a moment, and also rushed up with bricks and bats. However, almost instantly, Wang Mingyu disappeared from the sight of the two male students who rushed up, as well as the yellow-haired man who had just raised his head.