Dead.

The campus is lit up with dim lights, and in the wide college square, four drones hover over the stage.

Quietly, three figures approached the stage.

The day after tomorrow is the school anniversary, and if the stage is destroyed this time, it will not be able to catch up at all.

"Eh, Brother Cong, why are we doing this?"

"Hmph, don't forget that stinky boy Yuan Yan provoked us last time! Injured several of our classmates! What kind of stage play do you want to do this time, so that he can't eat and walk around! ”

"They've done a really good job of security this time."

"Hmph, what is this?"

One of the leading students raised his long-prepared electron laser gun and aimed it at the drones above, and the silent laser shot at the four patrolling drones.

The action was fast and accurate, and the drone turned into a whirlpool in an instant, disappearing into the air, and not even a bit of wreckage fell.

"Brother Cong...... This is ......."

"Hmph, it's just a military laser gun, don't be afraid, you can't hurt people at this level."

He deliberately adjusted it to a level that would make the quality of ordinary items disappear.

This gun has a security level, and the highest level can of course allow the human mass to zero and disappear in an instant, but his authority is not enough, and there is no way to adjust this gun to this level.

Otherwise, he would have considered using this against Yuan Yan a long time ago.

"Brother Cong, you are amazing!"

"It's worthy of the light of Class B!"

The remaining little brothers began to cheer one after another.

"Heh, what is this?"

The student, known as Brother Cong, proudly walked onto the stage and saw that the paint on the wooden sign at the top of the stage was actually flowing with a demonic red light.

"What is this?" Brother Cong frowned.

"Guess what—"

A calm, magnetic voice suddenly appeared behind him.

The three of them turned around suddenly, only to see a person standing coldly under the stage, with his hands behind his back, looking up at them in the night wind.

"Who are you?"

didn't hear an answer, the person in front of him suddenly raised his arm and snapped his fingers crisply.

In an instant, bang, bang, I don't know where several dazzling rays of light projected came from, illuminating the three of them unable to open their eyes, and what is even more terrifying is that these lights turned into real vines in the blink of an eye, fiercely imprisoning the three people who tried to escape in vain.

The three of them struggled to the death, and the vines grew tighter and tighter, almost crushing them together.

Lu Ying's hair was wet and she looked at the three people who were controlled by the spell.

"Why don't you come early or late, I've waited so long-" Lu Ying eagerly suggested, "Don't make things happen while others are washing their hair." ”

Of course, not to sleep.

Otherwise, Lu Ying suspected that she couldn't control her anger, and she might have to go to the interstellar court to meet her uncle, the chief judge of the highest interstellar court.

Thinking about it like this, she suddenly felt that the time that these three people picked was not bad.

She was relieved.

She's such a kind teacher.

"You...... Who are you? ”

"A teacher passing by."

As she spoke, Lu Ying also rubbed her still dripping hair with a towel.

He added, "An ordinary teacher who had just finished washing his hair and had to pass by here." ”

Why did Interstellar develop to this extent and not consider a hair dryer or something like that to dry your hair in seconds?

Next time, I would like to make this suggestion to the teacher of the research department, it is very meaningful to save boring time.

The three students glanced at each other.

Student A: "What are you tying us up for?" We're just ...... Just passing by, let me go! ”

Brother Cong: "If you don't let us go again, we will complain to the academy!" ”

"Really?" Lu Ying thought thoughtfully, "Oh, then you may have to queue up." ”

There are more people who complain about her.