"Hiss......" Zhang Yichi gritted his teeth, his body trembling.

"What's going on?" Mo Ji walked over quickly, and saw Zhang Yichi wearing a mask, tilting his head slightly, his arms slightly open, and his whole body trembling.

Just when Zhang Yichi staggered and was about to fall, Mo Ji helped him.

"Unpredictable......" Zhang Yichi's voice was a little hoarse and weak.

"What's going on with you?" unpredictable and a little confused.

"I'm feeling refreshed." Zhang Yichi pushed away the unpredictable, took a few steps backwards to stabilize his body, and then shook his face to the audience.

Zhang Yichi stared at the people in the auditorium who were ignoring them, who were leaving the auditorium.

Chen Chen and Zhong Mingya's suicides, all the struggles they made, all the teeth and claws, seemed to be submerged, and they were all fucking meaningless.

"Unfathomable." Zhang Yichi said.

"Huh?"

"Help me get the microphone plugged in."

“…… Good. ”

Mo Ji stepped down and plugged the unplugged cord back in, and adjusted his voice: "It's done." ”

Zhang Yichi walked to the side of the stage and took the microphone shelf, stuck the microphone on it, and held the shelf with both hands, and the shelf supported his somewhat unsteady body: "You are not allowed to go." ”

The voice was still hoarse.

Most of them stopped to look at Zhang Yichi.

"Smack." Mo Ji sat down in the audience, crossed his legs and lit another cigarette.

"I'm not going to say anything to you anymore, because you don't deserve to be forgiven, and you have no intention of repenting." Zhang Yichi said, "Before coming here, I had already released the relevant information. This is the biggest revenge for the school that wants to increase enrollment in the coming year, the class teacher who wants to be promoted, and Han Zixuan who wants to pretend that nothing has happened and continues to be a good girl. ”

Yesterday, that is, Saturday, Zhang Yichi and Mo Tu did a lot of things.

He didn't intend to let these people go, and he wasn't qualified to forgive them for Chen Chen.

"No!" Han Zixuan and the head teacher rushed over.

The school leaders were also in a hurry.

"Eyewitness statements, surveillance video from the school, and your disgusting behavior in the past few days will be posted on the Internet." Zhang Yichi continued, "This incident will not be covered up as if nothing happened, even if it is covered up, I will always remember, always remember." ”

Han Zixuan and the head teacher had already come to the stage, and their eyes were all focused on Zhang Yichi's side, completely ignoring the unpredictability sitting next to them.

Mo Ji just stretched his legs, tripped the two of them and fell to the ground.

"Alright, you can get out of here now." Zhang Yichi turned his back again, he had completely lost expectations of this group of people, and he didn't even want to look at them again.

Han Zixuan's head was so painful that she couldn't get up.

The head teacher knocked out a tooth.

And those pot-bellied school leaders are still rushing around.

Mo Tu directly took out a gun, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at one of the school leaders: "Do you need to repeat it again?" ”

The school leaders pulled back their wigs and fled frantically.

Subsequently, Mo Tu pointed his guns at the head teacher and Han Zixuan, who were very close to him.

Seeing this, the two couldn't care about anything else, and scrambled to escape.

Mo Ji held the gun at their backs, imitating the sound of gunshots.

After everyone had left, and only the two of them were left in the huge auditorium, Mo Ji threw the gun on the ground casually.

In fact, it was too troublesome to get a gun from the bureau, so Mo Tu simply bought a toy pistol at a small store on the way to school. Anyway, with his identity, a fake gun can also become a real gun in his hands.

"That's the end of it?" Mo Tu threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it with his foot.

"After all, you have to worry about the river crab god, otherwise you will send them to spiral to heaven." Zhang Yichi moved his neck and sat down exhausted, "But what if you kill them?" In fact, it is almost the same as making this matter public. Malicious intent cannot be killed, and everyone will soon forget about it. ”

"We've done our best."

"That's why it looks more desolate. We've tried our best, and we've tried our best, and that's the only result. The punishment I just inflicted on them is meaningless, countering violence with violence? This is how malice may snowball. Zhang Yichi simply lay on the stage, sweat dripping down his cheeks, "...... But I don't want to end there yet. ”

"How?" Mo Tu raised his brow with interest.

Zhang Yichi raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

"Smack."

Dozens of people appeared out of thin air in the auditorium, tall, short, fat and thin.

"Just now, these people on the big screen said that they were going to come to our offline solo." Zhang Yichi was still lying down, but he didn't look at it and knew that there were a lot of people in the auditorium, "Didn't you also make an appointment with them, I just asked them to come over directly to save time." ”

"Oh? Do you still have superpowers? Sounds interesting. Mo Tu didn't seem to react much to Zhang Yichi's superpowers.

"Because of the mask." Zhang Yichi took a deep breath and stood up, and rubbed the microphone rack with his hand, "It seems that this is the only thing I can do in the end." I use this thing, you use your Wang Ba Fist. ”

Mo Ji looked unhappy: "What is Wang Baquan?" I'm actually very disciplined in fighting, right? ”

"Let's go." Zhang Yichi turned over and jumped off the stage.

"Hello, do you know where this is?" A thin man with glasses who suddenly teleported here asked Zhang Yichi who was walking towards him very politely.

"Why don't you know how to be so polite on the Internet!" Zhang Yichi slapped the microphone rack on the face of the man with glasses.

The glasses shattered, shards pierced his face, and the man in glasses collapsed on the seat next to him screaming.

"And then you, Chubby Dun'er, want to solo with the two of us?" Zhang Yichi strode up to the man who was second closest to him.

"I didn't, I wasn't, I- oh!"

The microphone stand swept over, knocking it to the ground.

Knocking over two people in a row, the others understood that the situation was not good, and either retreated or prepared an attack posture.

Zhang Yichi came to a woman: "Yo, what about another girl?" ”

Seeing that Zhang Yichi received the microphone rack behind her, the woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"Smack!"

A slap in the face.

"Smack."

Another one.

The woman was stunned, with obvious slap marks on her face and blood flowing from her nose.

Zhang Yichi looked at the woman for a few seconds, wanted to say something but didn't know what else to say, and kicked her to the ground with the last kick.

At this time, a strong man who looked a little silly pounced.

Mo Ji rushed over from behind Zhang Yichi in time, kicked the strong man in the chest, and resisted the strong man: "Wow, how can you speak in a tone now?" ”

"Learn what you say." Zhang Yichi grabbed the microphone rack and slammed it at the strong man's face, and the strong man covered his face and screamed.

"Why do you have to do it yourself when you wear a mask so powerful?" Mo Tu kicked another kick at one of the people who was rushing towards them.

"I was holding my breath in my heart and wanted to fight."

"Then you have to use your fists, man's romance." Mo Ji picked up Wang Ba's fist and rushed into the dozens of people to fight.

Zhang Yichi laughed and threw the microphone rack on the ground: "I also said that it wasn't Wang Baquan." ”

"Help! Can I hit dozens of people by myself? Mo Tu rushed in and was angry for less than four or five seconds, and then slipped back again, "Can't you pull a few less?" So relieved of my force value? ”

"The more people there are, the easier it is to fight." Zhang Yichi rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his knuckles, and loosened his neckline with a clean and slender hand, "Do them." ”

"It's up to you."

The two of them greeted dozens of people together.

In the auditorium, a group fight was staged.