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Chapter 260 So the real hammer has such a meaning?.jpg

The old trees were innocently affected and collapsed in all directions, as if they were hit by a terrible storm.

The students were stunned, looking at this majestic and terrifying golden giant armor, like an extremely powerful titan, using the most direct, simplest and most primitive logs, ruthlessly hitting the enemy.

The scene in front of them was gradually blurred, and they could only feel the sound of thump, thump, thunder in the clear sky one after another.

Straight to the grandeur of the heart!

Boom boom boom!

It seems that between heaven and earth, only the sound of ancient hammers is left.

After an unknown amount of time, with the last bang sound, the strong wind and explosion also ended.

It's like the end of the storm.

The woods were a mess, with red blood and viscous viscera all over the black soil exposed after the rotten dead leaves were blown away by the storm.

In this bloody wind, a huge flawless golden giant stood upright, with gleaming gauntlets holding a giant tree trunk like a giant pillar.

"It has become such a heavy taste again."

Looking at the scene of blood and flesh flying in front of him, Jia Luo sighed deeply and helplessly.

"Professor is an educated man, please don't let educated men get rough!"

Jia Luo shook his head and sighed regretfully as if he deeply felt that there was something wrong with this society.

After all, he is a university professor!

These days university professors are rolling up their sleeves to fight, it really makes people feel that there is something wrong there.

The spectators were speechless for a moment.

"You still know that you are a cultural person! Roll up your sleeves and swing the sledgehammer, this is too low!"

"That's right, Low is amazing, not even a good stunt, just swinging a sledgehammer!"

"Wait a minute, I don't surf the Internet much, so I don't really understand what you're talking about... I saw the protagonist do this today, is this the real hammer you said?"

"God damn that's what it means!"

"Hahaha, the real hammer is okay!"

"(Seriously) That's right, that's what a real hammer means. If someone hits you with a solid hammer, it's a real hammer!"

"A real hammer, a solid hammer... Oh, no wonder everyone who was hammered by a real hammer died! (Suddenly realizes the face)"

"Are all the people in your city this scary? It's scary! Funny..."

"(Yellow letter) is a solid hammer, which means that there are pictures, videos and evidence, which means that the whole matter has been finalized."

"(Yellow characters) For example, if the protagonist is a fake cultural person, this matter is a real hammer!"

"Oh, the protagonist is a fake cultural person! (One word at a time)"

"Get out, cultural circle!"

"I appeal, the protagonist will not allow him to send telegrams that only educated people can send!"

"agree!"

"Agreed! +1"

……

"Agreed! +5000"

……

"Agreed... the size! Who wants to send a telegram these days!"

Jia Luo glanced at the trunk in his hand. The big tree that can only be hugged by several people is already bare, with only one trunk left.

Moreover, even this tree trunk is already riddled with holes, and there is still charred charcoal black on it, which should be burned by the high temperature generated when it is rubbed against the air.

Seeing that it could no longer be used, Jia Luo casually threw away the huge weapon in his hand.

There was a crashing sound.

"Okay, are you all right?"

After waiting for a three-second delay, Jia Luo turned around and walked towards the students.

Galo's voice brought the students back from their shock.

I saw Joseph, Mendel, Sima Qian, and Miss Curie were all taken aback, and changed their previous views on Professor Star Devourer.

"There really are zombies!"

"As expected of a professor, he is really knowledgeable and talented! You already know what will happen in the future like the palm of your hand!"

"I didn't expect that what the professor said was right!"

"Sister, are all professors so powerful?"

The students who had previously denied and doubted the communication became excited one by one.

Galama felt a little embarrassed at the moment.

The freckled girl named Florence Nightingale rushed towards Jia Luo impatiently.

Immediately, Jia Luo in the power armor was startled, and stared at the girl rushing towards him dumbfounded.

The gentlemen in the audience were also surprised and speechless.

"This girl saw the protagonist standing up to protect them without hesitation..."

... Before this barrage is finished, there is another barrage connected...

"This girl is deeply touched!!!"

...At this time another barrage appears below...

"Looking at the protagonist's strong and muscular figure from behind..."

"The Mahler armor looked puzzled: But this is my armor back panel?!"

"Anyway, she had a spring heart, couldn't hold back the admiration in her heart, and accidentally fell in love with the protagonist..."

"Scared! Ah! Is this the classic return of the brave, beautiful women throw themselves into their arms?!"

"In front, your story will be really strong, but I still don't think it's possible!!"

"(Yellow letter) Impossible!"

"Bagana! This is not the protagonist's style of painting!"

"Stop it, your teacher-student relationship is fruitless!"

"Hey, do you want Qiong Yao's style of painting? Don't!"

……

Surprised!

Jia Luo looked at the audience's barrage, and couldn't help but feel a little...

Note that it is really only a little bit!Such a big piece of dust!

I have to believe it myself...

Looking at these gentlemen in the audience who were casually making irresponsible associations, Jia Luo's hair was full of black lines, and he couldn't help but twitched at the corner of his mouth and said: "If she didn't walk past me with a full face, I might not believe it. "

The freckled girl walked past Jia Luo eagerly.

He didn't even look at the giant golden armor.

He went straight to the piles of bloody flesh, bent down and stuck a little blood with his fingers.

She rubbed her fingers slightly, and she couldn't help frowning, and put her blood-stained fingers under her nose to smell again.

Just when Jia Luo was stunned, he thought that this guy would want to lick it, right?

Nightingale frowned, took out a handkerchief, and wiped her fingers.

While trying to wipe off the blood, she turned her head to look at the crowd and said seriously, "They are dead."

They are dead! ! !

These few hit Jia Luo's heart so hard that he was speechless in surprise.

You are so old.

Blind people can see whether they are dead or not!

Jia Luo was deeply frightened.

Not only Jia Luo, but other students were also surprised and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing everyone's surprised expressions, Miss Nightingale felt that she had said something wrong, and quickly corrected her with a small hand: "Ah, no, I mean, before they were smashed to death by the professor—"

"It's not smashing to death, it's a self-defense counterattack against the gangsters, saying that smashing to death made me feel like I was sneak attacking and shooting people with a brick!"

Galama immediately corrected him solemnly.

Chapter 260 He is a good professor who cares about students

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