Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

The chairman's golden eyes were full of anger. He glanced towards the stairs and found that the young man standing there had disappeared. He quickly stepped forward and loaded the pistol at the same time: "Leave him to you. I will chase him."

Wu Ying wiped away the blood that spilled from the corner of her mouth, flicked the knife, and smiled brightly: "Yes, Chairman!"

The man frowned, clenched his fists, looked out the window, and suddenly chuckled: "I think it's best not to continue fighting with you."

The chairman frowned and ducked sideways.

A dark bullet hole suddenly appeared on the wall.

There was a cold look in his eyes, and a red mark slowly appeared on his fair cheek, overflowing with traces of blood.

The man's pupils shrank and he looked panicked: "No, you can hide from this? Are you really a human being?"

The chairman frowned, pulled out a black dagger from his waist, raised his hand to block the bullets fired from the window with the blade of the knife, and at the same time leaned down and rushed towards the man.

The man's scalp was numb and he looked around. Without any time to hesitate, he ran straight to the left, crossed his hands and raised them in front, curled up and broke out of the window.

"Crack, bang!"

The chairman paused, stood at the window and scanned the missing people, and said indifferently to Wu Ying: "Substitute, you go find Song Nan."

"Yes!" Wu Ying took back the knife and immediately turned around and rushed downstairs.

The chairman pursed his lower lip, searching for the fastest route, then turned over and jumped out of the window, chasing the man along the same route.

……

"bang bang bang"

The man rolled to cushion the force and barely managed to avoid the ballistic missile coming from above. He looked up at the falling white figure and quickly ran away: "Isn't it right? You can chase this?"

The chairman landed lightly, took out the magazine, and pushed the new magazine against the magazine latch on the firearm. When he saw that the empty magazine was loose, he suddenly squeezed forward with the new magazine.

The empty magazine dropped to the ground with a slight sound.

The chairman raised his hand and pointed his gun at the escaping man. He was about to pull the trigger, but suddenly changed direction and aimed it at the upper right.

"boom"

"Ping~"

His golden eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze became farther and farther away. The man who ran into the cherry blossom forest put down his hand, took out a silver badge from his pocket, and crushed it violently.

"boom!"

Intangible energy fluctuations surged, instantly filling the entire school.

"Uh……"

"Kakkaka..."

The unbearable sound of joint friction sounded from the forest, and became more and more intensive...

The chairman looked at the breath that was about to move in the darkness, and said indifferently: "Find our treasure, and catch him."

"Roar!"

A deafening roar suddenly sounded, and then the rustling sound gradually filled the air and disappeared in an instant.

The chairman half-closed his eyes, his glasses chain swaying gently in the evening breeze.

He retracted his silver gun, stretched out his hand, and twitched his little finger slightly.

"Jingle bell~"

A soft, almost inaudible ringing sound reached his ears.

The chairman paused, turned around, and walked toward the teaching building on the right side of the student union building.

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Song Nan was carried on Le Zhuo's shoulders, bumping as he ran.

His face was pale and his belly was swollen. Fortunately, he hadn't eaten, otherwise, the person carrying him might have been covered in filth.

"It hurts..." Song Nan murmured softly.

Lezhuo reached out and grabbed the wall, making a sharp turn into the classroom to avoid the knife flying behind him.

He heard Song Nan's weak moan, glanced at him, and said calmly: "Be patient for a while, and I will let you down after I get rid of her."

Song Nan was sweating profusely, covering her abdomen and lips in discomfort, obviously looking like she couldn't bear it anymore.

"You're not going to vomit, are you?"

Le Zhuo looked panicked and wanted to stop and check on him, but Wu Ying was chasing him so closely that he didn't know how she could keep discovering his whereabouts.

"Wait a minute, I'll get rid of her right now!"

As he spoke, he fumbled for a small apple hood from nowhere and put it on his head. Then, he suddenly reversed direction and returned to the door, sticking it against the wall. Holding his breath, he reached out and covered Song Nan's mouth and nose. Covering up his gasps.

Wu Ying appeared at the door holding a knife. After seeing clearly what was happening inside, she suddenly stopped and looked around cautiously. Then she clenched her fist and angrily hit the classroom door.

"bump!"

She gritted her teeth, retracted her hand in despair, and walked into the classroom with disbelief to check carefully to see if she had missed anything.

Seeing this, Lezhuo silently shifted his gaze and glanced at the deep fist marks on the door. He shuddered unconsciously and then quietly carried Song Nan out of the classroom.

After he was far away from that classroom, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and released his hand covering Song Nan. Unexpectedly, his eyes were closed tightly and he had passed out.

Lezhuo's pupils shrank, and he immediately took out the healing items to restore his life. When he noticed that his breathing had slowed down, he relaxed a little and continued to carry him to the gathering place agreed upon by the players in advance.

However, as soon as he walked out of the teaching building, a silver bullet struck through the air.

Lezhuo's hair trembled, and he quickly jumped to the side, looking at the man in white not far away in horror: "How did you discover us?"

The chairman's golden eyes flashed with cold light, and he fired again without saying a word.

Lezhuo quickly retreated, looking at the black bullet holes under his feet one after another, feeling uneasy in his heart. He suppressed his trembling and said, "Aren't you afraid of accidentally injuring him?"

The chairman looked indifferent, looked at his panic expression, and said calmly: "That's why I didn't kill you directly."

Lezhuo swallowed unconsciously, thankfully holding the young man's waist on his shoulder, and sneered: "Well, I'll give him back to you, can you let me live?"

The chairman's eyes narrowed slightly and his gaze was fixed on his hands: "What do you think?"

Lezhuo gritted his teeth and saw that the topic was chatting to death, so he could only take out a small purple crystal ball and stuff it into his mouth.

"click~"

"Gudong~"

The ball shattered, and he forcefully swallowed the fragments. Then, thick white mist emerged from around him, covering his figure.

After a moment, the white mist dissipated, and the number of Lezhuo who was originally standing there turned into five, and they ran in five different directions the moment the white mist dissipated.

There was a trace of amusement in the Chairman's eyes, and he ignored the two clones running towards the cherry blossom forest. He raised his hand and shot the one on the far left. Seeing that it suddenly turned into white mist and dissipated, he looked at the one in front of him on the left.

He slightly raised his little finger, and the crisp bell sounded again.

The chairman raised the corner of his mouth, changed the magazine, stepped forward, and walked forward leisurely.

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Lezhuo looked back and saw the man who was still following behind him, and secretly gritted his teeth: "Why can I still find it!"

He frowned and had to change his route. Only by getting rid of the enemy's gathering was the safe gathering. At the same time, he began to feel less confident. He didn't know whether the man successfully escaped or died in the previous battle between the man and the chairman. …

"Mad! This is hell difficulty!"

Lezhuo gave up and yelled. Seeing that he could no longer hide, he stopped, turned around to face the chairman, reached into his pocket, took out a bunch of purple crystal balls, and threw them on the ground.

"Ping Ping Ping..."

White mist rose, completely obscuring the view.

The chairman raised his hand and pointed the muzzle of the gun directly into the white mist. Then he slowly lowered the gun. His golden eyes emitted a faint golden light, as if he was looking at something through the white mist.

After a while, the white mist dissipated, revealing the young man sleeping peacefully on the ground.

He frowned, walked in front of the young man, bent down and picked him up, swept away the dust on the corners of his clothes, and sighed helplessly: "The clothes are dirty..."