Huh~!

After letting out a long sigh, Jing Ziyu's beating heart slightly calmed down at this moment. After the sickle actually fell under his feet, Jing Ziyu felt a little scared.

How can you not be afraid?

This is a sickle, a sharp blade, an armored warrior equipped with biological armor, and he can also kill a sickle with one stroke or two pieces. He actually fought without any injuries without any injuries. This is no different from dreaming.

But... Jing Ziyu succeeded, as the saying goes, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road!

At that moment, Jing Ziyu's brain was very calm. According to the textbook, when he encountered a sickle, he must get close to him, because as long as he successfully got close to him, the sickle's sickle's hands and feet will be difficult to achieve the effect. At close range, he can attack him wantonly.

So you can't hesitate at this time and you must maintain enough courage. If Jing Ziyu was so timid just now, he might be a corpse now.

Yes, it's just timidity!

Jing Ziyu once again found that he was different from others, his spiritual and consciousness were fundamentally different. Because at that moment, he was not afraid at all, as if he liked the control and wandering of this moment of life and death. He naturally fought with the sickle and tasted the fruits of victory.

Jing Ziyu couldn't help but feel bitter at the corners of his mouth. Just when his heart was silent and sad, his body suddenly became soft and he realized that he was being hugged hard. The person he was holding was not someone else, but Lu Yao.

"You are stupid! You're desperate!"

Lu Yao shouted at Jing Ziyu, her eyes full of panic, and her body holding Jing Ziyu was trembling uneasy. Obviously, Jing Ziyu's series of actions just now really scared her.

"I……"

Jing Ziyu was really clumsy in this regard. He didn't know how to answer for a while, but just comforted Lu Yao and grinned, "Aren't I okay?"

Lu Yao looked up at Jing Ziyu and said seriously: "What if something happens? Have you ever thought about me?"

Jing Ziyu touched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "That, I rushed up because I was afraid that you would encounter danger."

Lu Yao was stunned for a moment, then turned red and said, "When did you become so good at speaking in this wood?"

Jing Ziyu looked at Lu Yao in confusion. He didn't know what he would say. Those words just now were nothing.

Looking at Jing Ziyu's confused look, Lu Yao sighed helplessly. She knew that this elm-wood lump must have seven orifices and six orifices, but in the end, that one orifice was blocked again.

Just as Jing Ziyu and Lu Yao were talking, Lu Shaowei walked over with a ugly expression, looked at Jing Ziyu in a complicated manner, and said dejectedly: "Jing Ziyu, thank you for saving my life."

Jing Ziyu didn't like Lu Shaowei, so he didn't say much, but just nodded coldly.

Lu Shaowei wanted to say something else, but suddenly screamed again around him, and infinite despair and fear of the arrival of death were conveyed in his voice.

In an instant, Jing Ziyu turned his head in surprise and looked at him. After this glance, he was furious on the spot.

In his sight, one sickle after another came out of the gap in the metal gate, and seven or eight sickle rats came in in one breath. Each looked extremely ferocious, with brutality and hatred flashing in his eyes, staring at everyone, especially Jing Ziyu, making low roars and screams, as if announcing the arrival of death.

Jing Ziyu's face instantly became very ugly. Only then did he remember that he had overlooked a very serious problem.

The previous attack of the metal gate was not difficult to judge from the density and sound of the attack. There was more than one such sickle, and this life-and-death crisis was still not over.

Jing Ziyu hid Lu Yao behind him as soon as possible, and he had already made the worst plan.

At this moment, a sudden gunfire sounded like a thunderous sound in the empty underground air defense room. A large-diameter bullet penetrated through the air and accurately hit the right eye of a sickle, passing through it, blood mixed with brain matter, and spewed out from behind the sickle's head, covering the wall behind it.

This...What a stunning shot!

The gunshot sounded, and the sickle exploded his head. The whole process happened in an instant, but this shocking scene was enough to stay in everyone's hearts. Everyone was surprised to stop their movements, including Jing Ziyu, who was no exception. They searched for the location where the gunshot sounded, staring at them in shock and surprise.

The person who shot was Situ Qian?

Looking at the rising blue smoke and the exaggerated rifle, it was impossible to associate it with Situ Qian in OL outfit. The visual contrast was so exciting.

Facing everyone's gaze, Situ Qian calmed down and pulled the bolt, an empty shell bounced out of the chamber. After pushing a new bullet, Situ Qian shouted with no awareness: "What do you think? Only men are allowed to shoot planes. Are you not allowed to shoot me?"

All collapsed!

This is too lethal. The sickle is not able to compare with Situ Qian, especially the saying "I'm a mother". Although it has basically become a habit in Jing Ziyu's ears, the teacher who is usually very OL now has such a swear word. It's really that.

For some reason, after Situ Qian's fuss, the originally panic-like aura began to change from when, and even the nervous students had smiled, as if they had forgotten the threat of the sickle.

Jing Ziyu's eyes lit up and he noticed all this.

To be honest, Jing Ziyu believes that he is indeed evil enough, but this kind of personal charm that can change the direction of the atmosphere does not have. This ability can often exert beyond imagination when it is special.

Just like at this moment, everyone suddenly became less afraid, and the order immediately stabilized.

But the crisis is still there, and the sickle is like a god of death, waving the sickle in his hand, pounced towards everyone, preparing to kill and harvest all their lives.

At this moment, Situ Qian was still very tough. She took out a lady's cigarette in a calm manner, held it in her mouth, and said carelessly: "Principal, borrow a fire!"

While speaking, Situ Qian took out a sharp tactical knife from somewhere, raised her hand and threw it to Jing Ziyu, and said coldly: "Boy, cut it up for me. If my hand is soft, I will kick you to death!"

Swish!

Jing Ziyu took the action like lightning, grabbed the cold-glowing tactical knife, handed it to Lu Yao casually, and said, "I'll restrain myself, seize the opportunity, and slash it into the throat. Can you do it?"

Lu Yao didn't know why, as long as she stood with Jing Ziyu, she would become very calm, hold the tactical knife in her hand tightly, and nodded in full trust.

Jing Ziyu didn't say anything. He called him, leaned over and rushed out like a cheetah.

At the same time, the gunshots sounded again, and Situ Qian was holding the cigarette leisurely, still so stunning and accurate. Bullets whizzed past, and one shot accurately hit a sickle ready to attack, piercing through his mouth, and almost knocking his entire head away.

On this side, Jing Ziyu and Lu Yao have locked in their first prey.
Chapter completed!