Die For Life

　　 "Ding~咚—"

　　 As the campus bell rang, the old teacher who was over 60 paused and said: "I will finish this paragraph before leaving the get out of class (after class). It will not delay your meal."

　　 "Hey." Li Ying next to Qian Yuya whispered: "It's over, it's over, it's not half of the lunch break."

Qian Yuya nodded in sympathy. She was also a little tired after the morning of class. After all, junior high school does not only have cultural classes. All students have to practice tactics early in the morning—the ambitions of many students here are tests. To enter the military academy, it is natural to be familiar with the knowledge of tactics in advance.

The last class in the morning is a history class. Mr. History is an old scholar who has served for decades. The lectures are boring, not to mention, and he also loves to drag the hall, which makes the students' physical needs soar. Many students like the corpses of the history class. Go shit.

　　The most important thing is that neither the Cultural Academy nor the Military Academy has a demand for historical grades, so everyone just perfunctuates this course and listens to it casually.

　　 Qian Yuya is the same, thinking about what to eat for dinner tonight. Thinking of dinner, she would recall Qian Yuliu's strange behavior last night, and Qian Yuliu also made her feel a little strange, as if the whole person had become...become...

　　 became a little silly...

　　 While thinking wildly, Qian Yuya suddenly saw Fang Wenhua, who was across from the classroom, looking at herself. The two looked at each other, Fang Wenhua made a grimace and raised her eyebrows, Qian Yuya covered her mouth, her eyebrows curled up, and Fang Wenhua smiled.

　　 "Fang Wenhua, is Lie Zong Sanxing so funny?" Mr. History suddenly raised his voice when he saw Fang Wenhua's small movements.

　　 Fang Wenhua was taken aback, and he quickly sat and shook his head: "It's not funny, it's not funny."

Mr. History looked at the young students sitting below, sighed, and poked the blackboard with chalk: "Although history cannot allow you to get into your favorite college, history can allow you to recognize the development of world affairs. 辉耀历422 In the same year, the rebel Wei Zhi occupied two-thirds of the world and sought to usurp the throne, announcing the official demise of the Second Huiyao Dynasty. In the same year, the Lie Zong proclaimed himself emperor in Jinguan County and swept the warlords such as Wei Zhi and Wu Meng in the next ten years. Sanxing Huiyao, known as the third Huiyao dynasty in history. Huiyao has experienced countless natural and man-made disasters for more than two thousand years, but every time the sky falls and the earth is broken, there are always heroes who will turn the tide and guard Huiyao's unity. This is what people want. Xiang is also the destiny of heaven..."

　　 Suddenly, there was a panicking noise in the corridor outside: "The Statistics Department has entered the college!"

　　 "The Statistics Department has come to arrest people!"

　　 "What?" The students in the classroom couldn't sit still, and they all rushed into the corridor noisily. Mr. History didn't stop either, he just sighed and poked at the blackboard: "Remember, Huiyao is destiny, destiny..."

"The Department of Statistics came to the school to arrest people?" Li Ying hugged Qian Yuya's arm, a little scared and curious: "Is there a backlit party in the school? I heard that the Department of Statistics is a group of people who kill people without blinking, and especially love to torture prisoners. Pervert, will they be in school? Wow, wow, let’s go and see!"

Mingming's tone was flustered, but Qian Yuya found that Li Ying was obviously excited, and she was a little speechless—Li Ying's father was the director of Xingqi County's bookkeeper, equivalent to Ding Junshou's housekeeper, and she had never been spoiled since she was a child. Having seen human sufferings, it is only natural to not be afraid of the Statistics Department.

　　 Qian Yuya is not interested in these things, but when Li Ying is pulling her, she can only accompany her to the corridor to watch. However, before taking a closer look, Qian Yuya heard a loud shout from afar: "Qian Yuliu, you dare to appear in front of me!?"

elder brother! ?

Qian Yuya squeezed the crowd and looked over, and saw many people standing on the playground, while Feng Chuanliu, the tall and handsome warfare teacher in the past, suddenly seemed to be a different person. Her face was angry and rushed towards the young man in the statistics department wearing a black vest. , The shot is the changing method of light and shadow pushing the palm, breaking through the air and screaming!

　　 Qian Yuya still remember the first time I saw Feng Chuan-ryu-when they were just entering school, Feng Chuan-ryu, as a warfare instructor, showed them the destructive power of warfare.

　　 Feng Chuanliu stamped deep marks on the stone with just a light palm!

　　 Since then, the naughty students have been behaved like a quail in the warfare class!

　　 Later they learned that Feng Chuanliu is an excellent graduate of Xingke Military Academy, strong, not inferior to the officers in service, and is one of the best masters in Xingke County!

　　 However, in the face of Fengchuan’s full-bodied bitter blow, the junior high school students saw that the statistics department’s young and young Piao Piao draw an arc with both hands—

　　 Clang!

　　 The sound of light explosion, like steel biting!

　　 Feng Chuanliu's attack was not only perfectly resolved by others, even his right hand was also under the control of the enemy, but he was twisted so hard that Feng Chuanliu turned his head and sweated and knelt down!

　　 "Thousand... Yuliu! You beast who killed the teacher! Kill me if you have a seed! Kill me!"

"I'm a cadre of the Statistics Department, not a hooligan criminal." The young man suppressed Feng Chuanliu, took out his handcuffs and said calmly: "I just followed the order to arrest the suspected party chaos. If you are an innocent person, the Statistics Department will pay you back. An innocent."

　　 "Then why did you kill Mr. Lin? Why!" Feng Chuanliu pressed his face to the ground, looking at the young man resentfully, biting his lips with hatred.

　　 The youth did not answer, and ordered the other operators to **** Feng Chuan Liu back into the car. Feng Chuanliu was dragged away by the cadres, and suddenly laughed wildly: "Killing mentors, arresting classmates, Qian Yuliu, your fate will be a hundred times more miserable than us, a thousand times, I will live, I will live to watch The day you die without a burial place!"

　　 The students in the teaching building talked a lot. The principal and teachers neither stepped forward to stop the Statistics Department, nor did they talk to the staff of the Statistics Department, but stood by with gloomy faces.

　　 At this time, the young man turned his head and glanced at the students in the teaching building. The teaching building suddenly became quiet. Even if they are tens of meters away, many students dare not even look directly at the youth, and take the initiative to look away to avoid looking at each other.

　　 Only Qian Yuya stared at the young man, UU read www.uukanshu.com until their eyes met. After looking at each other, the young man turned into the car and left Xingke National High School.

　　 "The Statistics Department came to the school to arrest people..."

　　 "Have you heard that the man who killed the teacher and arrested his classmates is like a rabbit who eats grass on the edge of the nest."

　　 "My neighbor was also arrested by the Statistics Department, and he didn't go home after that. I heard that he was dead, and Teacher Feng seems to be finished too."

　　 The students talked a lot, Qian Yuya returned to the classroom a little desperately, when Fang Wenhua suddenly approached and whispered: "Yuya Yuya."

"Um?"

　　 "It's better that I take you home after school. You see, the Statistics Department is a group of perverts. Now they dare to come to school to arrest people. God knows if they will arrest students. Let's learn to be safe together..."

　　 Qian Yuya stood still, looked sideways at Fang Wenhua, and gently spit out a word: "Go away."

　　 "What?" Fang Wenhua was taken aback, thinking that he had heard it wrong.

　　 "Go away!" Qian Yuya cursed angrily, pushed away the dazed Fang Wenhua, and returned to her seat. Li Ying, who was following Qian Yuya, glanced at Fang Wenhua, and patted Fang Wenhua's shoulder pityingly: "I will use my brain when I speak."

　　 Fang Wenhua's mind still didn't turn around: "What did I say wrong?"

　　 Li Ying ignored him, returned to her seat and found Qian Yuya's face out of the window. Li Ying couldn't see her expression, so she cautiously asked, "The clerk of the Statistics Department, who are you?"

　　 It’s not hard to guess-Qian is not a common surname.

　　 Qian Yuya turned around and took out a handkerchief and wiped her right hand. Li Ying saw several deep tooth marks on the joints of her right thumb, which were obviously just bitten out.

　　 "He is my brother." Qian Yuya said calmly: "Do you know anything about him?"