Wang Ze got out of the car shaking his legs.

As soon as he got out of the car, he sat on the ground, and he didn't even care about the leader who was still in the car.

Just stared hard at his legs.

Lao He was similar, he shook his hand and took out a palm-sized wine bottle from his pocket and put it in his mouth tremblingly.

But his hand was shaking so badly that he was clutching his right hand with his left hand. Still didn't put the bottle in his mouth.

As the wine bottle shook, wisps of wine fragrance wafted into his nose, and Lao He gradually calmed down.

"Zhang Ju..."

Holding the cap of the bottle with his still trembling hand, Lao He wasted great strength to control his hands that did not obey the command very much, and stuffed the wine bottle into his pocket.

Zhang Ziwen was still in the car, his position was a little tricky, and the bamboo poles inserted into the body almost fixed him in the seat.

Fortunately, Lao He didn't find any blood stains on him, so he shouldn't have been injured...

"It's... How do you get it..."

Wang Ze also gritted his teeth and shook his legs, and when he saw the scene in the car, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He was in this situation just now... Survived?

It's really a bodhisattva blessing...

"I'm fine... But it can't get out..."

Zhang Ziwen's face was calm, but his clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Call someone!"

Zhang Ziwen said to Wang Ze with a cold face.

He was now like he was nailed to a seat, he couldn't move, and if he wanted to get out, he had to cut off the bamboo poles around him.

But each of these bamboo poles has the thickness of a bowl, and they don't have any tools on the car, so if they want to cut the bamboo poles, they have to turn to outsiders.

"Oh... Good..."

Wang Ze's mind is still confused!

He didn't hear what Zhang Ziwen said, but with the tacit understanding he cultivated every day, he still ran out.

At this time, of course, someone is called for help!

Are you still stupidly carrying the leader in place and trapping the leader in the car!

"Lao He..."

"Ahh

Zhang Ziwen called Lao He several times, and Lao He came back to his senses and responded.

"You go and see if the people around you are hurt..."

Zhang Ziwen had a bamboo pole nailed to his left and right ears, which made it a little difficult for him to even turn his head.

Sweat adhered to his skin, making him look like a wet water ghost.

There are three passengers in one car, and the situation around Zhang Ziwen is the most serious.

Even now, Zhang Ziwen can't understand how these bamboo poles avoided his vital point and trapped him in the car.

The matter of the steel bar in the morning and the matter of the bamboo pole now, Rao is an atheist, and he can't help but mutter a little in his heart.

Zhang Ziwen unexpectedly remembered the yellow talisman that the little girl gave him.

"You'd better go the other way..."

Song Ning's words unexpectedly flashed in Zhang Ziwen's mind.

Dark clouds cover the top, bad luck is on the head, and the yellow charm burns out...

Don't...

Zhang Ziwen is now desperately trying to determine something.

If no one around him is injured, is this bad luck just against him?

Otherwise, is there really such a coincidence in the world?

After Lao He answered, he left the car quickly.

The ground was littered with bamboo poles and vehicles that had been hit by bamboo poles.

Car sirens blared one after another, and pedestrians sobbed for the rest of their lives.

Lao He asked the passengers on the bus one by one, including pedestrians, and almost none of them were injured in this accident.

Except for an unlucky guy who didn't look at the road when he got out of the car and accidentally broke his foot and neck.

Lao He cautiously stepped over the bamboo pole and reported the surrounding situation to Zhang Ziwen.

Zhang Ziwen said softly that he knew, and then closed his eyes.

Seeing that he had no desire to speak, Lao He withdrew from the car and leaned on the door to wait for Wang Ze.

Wang Ze's speed is not slow, there is just a hardware store around, and he took his watch and gave two saws on credit.

Carrying the saw and trotting all the way, and when he stood in front of the car again, it didn't take more than half an hour before and after.

Lao He took a saw without saying a word and immediately sawed it.

He was born as a veteran, and he learned a lot of skills in the army, sawing a small bamboo pole is like playing.

Wang Ze is not as bold as Lao He, and he directly goes out on the leader's legs.

He picked a spot a little farther away and quickly sawed off a bamboo pole.

The two bamboo poles were sawn off, and Zhang Ziwen could simply move his body.

But his body was stiff, and he was afraid and frightened, which made it extremely difficult for him to do a simple flexion and extension.

Wang Ze and Lao He glanced at each other, grabbed the saw and buried their heads in the saw.

By the time Zhang Ziwen came out, it was already two hours later.

The first thing he did when he returned to the office was to hang up the phone to the youth who had stayed at the school to investigate.

The young man hung up the phone, turned around and went to Song Ning's class.

It's the last class of the morning, and the classrooms in the sixth class of the third year of high school are empty.

The young man asked the students in the next class to find them on the playground, but he still didn't see Song Ning.

Where is Song Ning?

This question is also being asked by Song Wan.

Gao Jian's unlucky energy directly put himself in the hospital.

The head teacher who took over temporarily called Song Ning into the teaching office.

Song Wan watched Song Ning enter the teaching office with her own eyes, but in the blink of an eye, Song Ning disappeared.

The head teacher didn't feel abnormal, and kept scolding himself at the air.

Didn't he see the other teachers shaking their bodies?

Song Ning is really a trick!

Song Wan's expression became more and more gloomy.

The leaders named the people they wanted to meet, and the young people did not dare to delay, and braved the heat to turn around the campus.

In the end, he almost suffered from heat stroke, and Song Ning didn't touch half of his hair.

"That's... Why don't I call her home? ”

The principal's sunburned face was black and red, and his hair was sticking to his head one by one, looking so miserable and miserable.

Seeing that the sun was getting bigger and bigger at noon, it was obviously not a way to find it like this, and the principal suddenly thought that he could call Song Ning's home.

!

The young man twisted his tongue against his gums and swirled in his mouth, swallowing the scolding that reached his mouth.

Taking advantage of the principal's call, the young man also took the opportunity to hang up the phone to Zhang Ziwen and inform him of the situation here.

On the one hand, Zhang Ziwen instructed the young man to find Song Ning, and on the other hand, he contacted a master through an old leader.

Today's incident shocked Zhang Ziwen, and he was bound to figure out the reason.

After putting Gao Jian in the hospital, Song Ning casually made a stand-in paper man and followed the head teacher to be trained, and she went out over the wall to find food.

This method was taught to her by her senior brother, and it is said that the effect is first-class.

But whether it is good to use or not, Song Ning can't say for sure.

After all, after the senior brother used it once, the master never let a few of them go to school again.

The effect is still very scary!

I hope the teacher has a strong heart...

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!