Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Fisherman
Seeing that the sky is about to dawn, the situation on the school field has changed again.
The people who originally planned to attack in groups, I don't know what method was used by "Tuo Nan Sheng", and they all fell to the ground in an instant. They all have heart and lung pain to the bone, and they will not find the strength to support themselves to get up for a while.
But when they saw the man who had beaten him, he used only a bucket of water to make that Chang Si smoke all over his body and was in pain. No one dared to get up again. simply everyone fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, and what "alien order" did not even rob him. Don't.
Fang Zhongjin looked at Chang Si who was in pain coldly, and said in his heart that he was really not wrong. This Chang Si's means of attacking the enemy is undoubtedly "lime powder".
And this lime powder is a means of indiscriminate use that everyone on the rivers and lakes despises. No matter how strong your martial arts are, once you are injured by this object during hand-to-hand combat, you will have to be stripped of a layer of skin. If the opponent has this thing by his side, it will be quite difficult to deal with.
Fang Zhongjin saw that Chang Si was besieged by more than a dozen people, but he still didn't show his cowardice, obviously he still had a lot of lime powder hidden on his body. Of course, Fang Zhongjin could also let these more than ten people fight with Chang Si and exhaust all the lime powder hidden on his body. Finally, I will pick up a fisherman's profit.
But when you turn your head and see that the sky is about to break, you will run out of time if you fight for me. Fang Zhongjin simply took advantage of the robbery of others to find a bucket of water to prevent fire and put it on the side of the road.
He knocked the people in the way to the ground one by one, and poured the bucket of cold water on Chang Si's body.
Sure enough, as Fang Zhongjin expected, Chang Si really hid a lot of lime up and down. Although Fang Zhongjin was extremely far away from him. But under the control of internal forces, the water in the bucket really seemed to be obedient, and it was all poured on Chang Si, and not a drop was wasted.
He had so much lime on him, and there were many burning pills. Once mixed with cold water, it really burns like a fire.
I saw Chang Si jumping up and down in pain at the beginning. Soon after, he could only fall to the ground and toss and turn. In the end, he didn't even have the strength to turn over, only a weaker dry howl.
And the smell of roast meat slowly diffused in the air.
Regardless of the question, this smell must be emitted by the high temperature of the meat of Chang Si skin. This smell spread in everyone's nostrils, and everyone was frightened, and their stomachs turned upside down. Maybe I won't even be able to eat meat anymore.
Chang Si howled in despair all the way, and finally he couldn't hear it anymore. Chang Si, who killed one person and two dogs in a row just now, was burned to death by his own lime powder like this.
Fang Zhongjin found a bamboo pole out of nowhere, and calmly walked to the side of Chang Si's corpse. Picked open Chang Si's placket with a bamboo pole, and sure enough, the iron token fell to the ground with a thud, still steaming hot.
Fang Zhongjin lifted the hem of his clothes. He was still wearing the same leather jacket he had bought from Orion. The hem is made of leather and is extremely tough. Fang Zhongjin tore it casually, and a piece of skin fell from his hand.
The people around him who fell to the ground and pretended to be dead all gasped when they saw that he could tear his skin so easily. They tried to keep their bodies as low as possible so as not to attract the attention of the "Tuo Nan Sheng".
Fang Zhongjin wrapped the hot iron plate with leather and held it in his hand. He turned his head to look at the group of people who fell to the ground, and said with a smile: "This iron token is now in my hand, I don't know if any of you brothers want to come up and try it?"
He said this, and there was silence on the school ground. A cold wind swept up and burrowed into the necks of those who had fallen to the ground. But there was not even one who dared to cough.
Fang Zhongjin saw that no one dared to come out again, so he nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's a big night, it's no longer cold outside." Since you don't have any opinions, let's go back to sleep. ”
As soon as these words came out, these more than ten people suddenly got up as if they had received a pardon. Everyone didn't dare to say hello to each other. Those who have a good relationship will support each other, and those who like to be alone will try their best to walk. They all limped back to the small building where they lived.
There was only one thing they could be sure of: Tuo Nansheng, the god of killing, would not be living with them again in the Yellow Group in a short time.
Fang Zhongjin saw that although they were all one foot high and one foot on the soles, they were not walking slowly. In an instant, there were only four corpses left on the school grounds, and he was a living person.
He jumped to his feet and sat down on the high platform of the school grounds. The morning breeze is damp and cold. But Fang Zhongjin's internal strength at this time was extraordinary, and his guard qi was dense and vigorous, covering all four bodies. The wind chill of the outside world could no longer erode him.
He sat on the high platform and waited silently for a while, and then saw that Brother Yushu really walked over from a distance at the dawn of the Buddha.
This Brother Yushu and the people behind him have long felt that this Shura Dojo has been running for a few months. The high-ranking people who should have been screened out have already all been promoted to the Tianzi group. The rest of those who are still in the yellow group are just some wastes who fish in troubled waters and don't have much ability.
The purpose of the two exam questions that came out last night was to make them kill each other. The fewer people who are left this way, the less trouble they can have to clean up later.
When Yushu Brother Man plans to walk to the school grounds, he will see corpses on the ground. But when he walked in, he felt that the school was much quieter than he imagined.
"Are they all dead? It's good to save you the next trouble. When Brother Yushu thought of this, his steps couldn't help but become brisk.
But when he actually walked to the school field, his face turned blue again.
Death is death, but unfortunately only two people died. There are also up to two dogs. This figure is far lower than the task given to Brother Yushu.
And none of the rest of the people are there, obviously it will not be destroyed and destroyed. That is, he knew that he was invincible, and he would have returned to the small building of the yellow group a long time ago.
"These useless things!" Brother Yushu snorted. He dug out the hollow idea of the "one order to kill the whole group" strategy, but he didn't expect it to have any effect.
He raised his eyes again, but saw a person sitting on the high platform of the school field. The man sat cross-legged, his eyes as calm as water, and he looked at himself without joy. couldn't help but make Brother Yushu's heart jump suddenly.
Brother Yushu forcibly suppressed the feeling of displeasure in his heart and asked, "Is the Inhuman Order in your hands now?"
Fang Zhongjin smiled and threw the iron plate in his arms far away towards Brother Yushu, who was walking towards him.
Brother Yushu saw that the momentum of the iron plate flying was not very fast. He didn't pay attention to it, and reached out to take the token.
But he didn't expect that although this token was firmly held in his hand, he refused to stop. The iron plate clamp still flew forward with great strength.
Brother Yushu almost let this iron card come out of his hand. He hurriedly stabilized the lower plate, stretched out his other hand and held the iron card. Only then did the iron plate fly away.
He was amazed in his heart, and hurriedly took the iron card in his hand to look at it carefully. Except for the blood that stuck to it, and for some reason it turned dark black so quickly, there was nothing different.
Brother Yushu looked at the "Tuo Nan Sheng" sitting on the high platform with an incredulous eye, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"