The Advent of the Infinite King

The triangular-eyed man on the ground kept screaming. Teacher Xiao Lin cautiously stretched out his hand to Xie Chen, and said softly, "Come on, Xie Chen, give me the gun. It's not for that, the safety is still off."

"Insurance? Where?" Xie Chen pretended to be confused.

"here……"

"Where? Is it here?"

"Ah, it's here, be careful..."

boom!

After the gunshot, the whole world fell silent.

The three of them shrank their necks subconsciously, and the muzzle of the gun in Xie Chen's hand emitted green smoke, and the bullet passed the neck of the man with triangular eyes and shot into the ground.

The man who was still howling just now became stiff all of a sudden, his mouth grew bigger and he didn't dare to make a sound.

I thought the teacher would not dare to do anything out of line with the two children, but I didn't expect it to be so ruthless... Maybe not, but even nonsense can't stand it.

If there is a slight deviation, he will die...

After coming over for a long time, Xie Chen said in a nasty voice: "Uh...it seems to have gone off...are you okay..."

Teacher Xiao Lin took a deep breath, "It's okay, it's okay, Xie Chen, give me the gun, give me the gun."

Xie Chen nodded and handed over the gun.

Teacher Kobayashi took shooting lessons when he was in college. He took the gun in his hand and quickly turned off the safety. Only then did he feel safer. This kid is too weird, no matter what gun he holds, he will go off.

At this time, both guns were in her hands, and she felt that there was nothing wrong, so she gave up the idea of ​​leaving here.

Chapter 83 too coincidental

Teacher Xiao Lin tightened the rope tied to the man with triangular eyes, and after making sure that he could not break free, he and Xie Chen carefully went down with a flashlight to look for the seriously injured man with the scar.

She held a pistol, and gave the dagger of the man with triangular eyes to Xie Chen. Following the weak wailing of the man with the scar, she descended the grassy slope. Due to the heavy rain, the water here was rushing down and turned into a stream.

When they got closer, the wailing of the scarred man disappeared in vain.

Xie Chen turned off the flashlight and said softly, "Teacher Xiao Lin, be careful, he still has a knife in his hand."

In the torrential rain, he couldn't hear the voice very clearly, the rain was flowing wantonly on his face, and even his vision was a bit blurred.

"What? Xie Chen, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Xie Chen rushed out of the darkness in vain, knocking her aside.

The moment she turned around, the man with the scar holding the dagger happened to pass her by. If it hadn't been for Xie Chen's collision, she might have been stabbed.

The flashlight fell to the ground, and the surroundings suddenly returned to darkness.

Teacher Xiao Lin's body also fell into the stream, and in panic, large swaths of stream water poured in from her mouth and nose.

The stream here is actually not high, but she was not good at water in the first place, and she was in a panic at this time, as if she had fallen into a deep abyss for a while, waving her hands and feet desperately, but it could only make more rain water soak her. Come in.

In the darkness, the sound was chaotic.

After an unknown amount of time, someone pulled her out of the water and lay on her back on the grass next to her. The rain was still pouring down like crazy.

Before she could catch her breath, the man punched her twice hard on the lower abdomen, and with a "wow", she spit out several saliva immediately.

"It's okay, Teacher Xiaolin."

The flashlight was turned on in front of her eyes, and Xie Chen's face appeared in front of her eyes.

Struggling to get up from the ground, I heard the moan of the man with the scar coming from not far away, so I gasped and said, "Why did you hit me, what happened to him?"

"I'm sorry." Xie Chen smiled and said, "I was afraid that Teacher, you would be drowned, so I..."

Hearing the words "drowned to death", Mr. Xiao Lin felt a little terrified, patted his forehead lightly, and took a few deep breaths.

Xie Chen pursed his lips, and then said: "As for him...it's really none of my business, he bumped into him himself, I just took a knife and hacked a few times...the dagger disappeared, so I want to come back The one with the pistol..."

Teacher Xiao Lin was shocked. When she fell into the water just now, both the flashlight and the pistol were lost. She quickly got up and took Xie Chen to look for it.

But fortunately, the pistol was quickly found, on the grassy slope not far away.

She took a deep breath, opened the safety of the pistol, and then dared to lean towards the moaning sound with Xie Chen.

Under the light of the flashlight, the man with the scar was lying on his side under a big tree, his right hand was shot, and his left arm was also cut, with bones visible.

Not only that, Mr. Xiao Lin looked down, and there was also a scar on the calf of the man with the scar, but Xie Chen's dagger was stuck in the man's buttocks, until it had no handle.

Suddenly I remembered what Xie Chen said before... just hacked a few times...

Teacher Xiao Lin looked at Xie Chen, who was also stunned beside him, in surprise, at the bloody man, and then at the miserable man with the scar...

This child is too exaggerated, it can't be the reincarnation of the legendary God of Destruction, but my side is really lucky.

Xie Chen sighed silently. You must know that it is difficult to control the strength of stepping on an ant without crushing it to death.

The man with the scar had suffered such a serious injury, and it seemed that he had no ability to resist.

Teacher Xiao Lin and Xie Chen dragged him up the grassy slope, tied him up with ropes, and then took out some bandages from his backpack to roughly stop his bleeding, lest he die here.

The tent that had been dismantled was erected again at this time, and the dying man with the scar was put inside.

As for the less injured man with triangular eyes, he was directly tied to a big tree and let him get wet in the rain. Such a big man wouldn't die because of a cold.