The two of them looked at Tang Yaoshan, who hurried to the flag-raising platform, and couldn't help laughing and scolding "silly boy"

Then the two of them turned around and looked at the crowd at the door of the classroom, feeling powerless again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Tang Yaoshan carried the camera and came to the flag-raising platform, and saw seven or eight casually dressed guys doing warm-up activities.

The flag-raising platform is on a cement field about half a meter from the ground, with a large space, more than 100 square meters. The flag-raising platform is located at the front of the cement field.

Those students went up to the concrete field, stood in a row, and lined up in formation. Then, a tall boy made an OK gesture to the first floor of the building on the left, where the school's radio station was located.

As the gesture was made, a highly rhythmic, bass-heavy sound came out of the radio speakers and resounded throughout the school.

The students on the concrete field also moved, they danced a mechanical dance, their body movements were stiff and continuous, although not as good as the street dance competition program on TV, but they also danced in a decent way.

Tang Yaoshan filmed flying, his shooting skills are good, and the key steps and movements of those dancers can be recorded.

Tang Yaoshan changed his position and angle, and secretly rejoiced that the subject matter of this shooting was right!

However, when he walks up to the front of the dancer, that is, faces the wall behind the dancer, two white men suddenly rise from behind the wall.

Tang Yaoshan thought that the camera was malfunctioning, so he looked away from the camera and looked up. I saw two white men directly over the wall, slowly gliding down, and landing in front of a dry dancer.

Tang Yaoshan was stunned, and so were the group of dancers.

Tang Yaoshan has seen a lot of non-human anomalous people, but those are only limited to the ground, or fast, or powerful, but slowly descending from the air like this, just like those martial arts masters in martial arts novels, the body is as light as a swallow, but it is the first time to see it.

For a moment, Tang Yaoshan half-carried the camera, staring blankly at the two people on the stage, forgetting the purpose of his coming here.

C1 looked around and saw that there was no one who could threaten him, so he took a closer look at his surroundings.

Before the two of them entered, they had received a report from their men that they had placed the explosives and were ready to use at any time.

C2 noticed Tang Yaoshan at a glance, not that Tang Yaoshan was attractive, but that the pink shoes he was wearing were a symbol of death in C2's eyes.

C2 said to C1 next to him, "Don't you see that kid down there, don't kill him later, I'm useful!"

When C1 saw Tang Yaoshan wearing pink shoes, his eyes became fanatical, and a bloodthirsty eye shot out, as if these eyes were shining with sharp knives, wanting to cut Tang Yaoshan with a thousand knives.

And when C1 looked at Tang Yaoshan, he seemed to have fallen into an icy abyss, and below him was an endless ice cellar, which instantly froze him, and he couldn't even bend his fingers. But his consciousness was fresh, he knew that he should do something, even if he rolled his eyes, but what made him desperate was that he couldn't even do this kind of small action, it seemed that he had become a living fossil ten thousand years ago, and everything else was dead except consciousness.

"Okay, I promise you won't kill him for now, but don't stop me when you're done!" C1 spoke, looking away.

With the shift of C1's gaze, the freezing sensation of the 10,000-year-old ice cave that Tang Yaoshan only felt melted instantly, and a warm sun spread on his body, and the whole person couldn't help but feel comfortable.

"Hehe... , when did I lie to you!"

C2 got up and jumped off the concrete field, grabbed Tang Yaoshan's shoulder, and said in stiff Chinese, "Where is your radio station?"

Tang Yaoshan looked at the white man in front of him, his round and smiling face made people feel a lot of good, but Tang Yaoshan knew that the two belonged to the same group of people, how could they be a good person and a bad person.

But Tang Yaoshan had no choice but to truthfully point out the location of the radio station.

C2 got what he wanted, nodded with satisfaction, and then mentioned Tang Yaoshan and said, "Little classmate, I have to trouble you to help us record a short video, I hope you can agree!"

Although he was soliciting opinions, C2 directly mentioned Tang Yaoshan and said to C1 behind him, "Follow me!"

The two ignored their surroundings and walked towards the radio station.

......

Bao Arc and Wang Xuan, however, had already joined the crowded crowd of sign-ups, but they had no idea what was happening at the flag-raising platform.

Bao Arc felt that the two of them were strangers, with strange skills, how could they be squeezed by a group of ordinary people without land. After some discussion between the two, the two unanimously decided to make a big move.

But after thinking about it, it is still mainly based on the arc, supplemented by Wang Xuan. Because Wang Xuan's telekinesis can not play any role on all animals in the outside world except for himself. As long as his telekinesis touches other people or other animals, it is like falling into a quagmire, sinking into the sea.

Therefore, this kind of troublemaking can only be handed over to Bao Arc.

But this matter is also simple, and Bao Arc is also responsible, he bets that he only needs to use sixty percent of his strength to get rid of this group of people. But this action was too frightening, and he could only secretly shoot and squeeze forward.

After some tossing, the two squeezed out of the crowd and finally got the deal done.

"Where are you going next?" asked Wang Xuan.

"Go back to cultivation, what about you?"

"I—" Before Wang Xuan could speak, a stiff Chinese voice came out of the radio, interrupting everyone in the school.

"Good morning, dear students and teachers... I'm a terrorist, you can call me C1..."

Terrorists?!C1?!

Hearing this, Bao Arc and the two glanced at each other, and they both saw each other's worried looks. Maybe it's a prank, but the pronoun C1 chills the hearts of the two.

Others don't know, but the two of them know very well that Wen Qin's real identity is a member of the X organization, codenamed C3.

Now this person calls himself C1! that's easy to understand.

And the rest of the students and teachers in the school felt ridiculous. Terrorists, no kidding!

"Hehe... I know what I'm saying is hard for people to understand, but trust me, what happens next will definitely give you an idea of me. ... I'll count three, and after three times something will scare you, but I want you to stay calm because I like to be quiet... Next, I'm going to start counting..."

What are you afraid of?!The students and teachers still have a joking attitude and don't take what C1 says seriously.

But Bao Arc knows that this guy named C1 is definitely not joking.

"One"

"No, he must be stopped!"

Although Bao Arc didn't know the true purpose of C1, he vaguely felt that C1's arrival had a lot to do with C3's death, so the other party's target must be his own murderer.

"Two"

Just as Bao Arc was about to go to the radio station, Wang Xuan grabbed him and scolded him in a low voice, "Are you crazy? There are so many people in the school now! Aren't your identity exposed as soon as you go out?"

"But..."

"Three"

"Bang... Boom..."

Before Bao Arc finished speaking, he only heard the sound of earth-shattering, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, which instantly spread to all parts of the school.

As I went, I saw a firelight rising in the direction of the playground in the west, like a blood-red sunset, staining the sky red. Then I saw thick smoke billowing out, and black clouds evaporated like a realm, covering the sky above.

Seeing this scene, the students and teachers in the school instantly shut up, and the whole school was in a state of silence.

What caused this? Is it a bomb? These two questions are the voices of all teachers and students now.