Mr. President, block me [Entertainment]

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"Sure, Song Zhishui."

Huo Wen quickly ran towards her with his gun in hand: "Lie to me that I've never been here... I think you can figure it out."

"Hunting competition, let's start!"

After Song Zhishui ran out of the teaching building, she originally wanted to run to the unfinished gymnasium, but the distance was too long, and she was easily taken as a target, so she had to return to the teaching building and squat down in the corner of the last class on the second floor.

Her heart was about to jump out of her throat, but she had to calm herself down at this moment.

The weak eat the strong...

that's right.

But she was born as a timid rabbit on the prairie, without sharp fangs, at least she had to learn to run fast and hide deep.

She was breathing steadily when she heard Huo Wen's footsteps in the corridor.

Huo Wen turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and illuminated the surrounding road.

"Miss Song, your little cleverness is really not enough, come out!"

He shouted loudly, and Song Zhishui could feel the vibration through the back door of the classroom.

The footsteps would reappear every two minutes, as if he would go into each classroom to check.

Song Zhishui swallowed, and grabbed the door, sweating already.

Can no longer stay on the second floor.

She didn't expect him to be so fast.

Jump from the second floor?

Or now, while he is still searching the previous classroom, run out immediately?

Just as she was about to stand up, Huo Wen's footsteps had already reached the back door of her classroom unhurriedly.

Song Zhishui didn't dare to move.

When she couldn't hear anything, she raised her head subconsciously----

He saw Huo Wen's face, smiling frantically at her through the thin glass of the back door.

"Miss Song, I found you."

"Bang bang bang!"

The next second, he started banging on the door.

Song Zhishui cried out in fright.

She leaned against the wall, looked at the front door, then at the window, almost crushed by the torment amidst the pounding.

Seeing that he couldn't open the door, Huo Wen's face was deformed with anger, so he took out his pistol and stabbed the door a few times.

Song Zhishui squatted on the ground and hugged his head.

Holding back her fear, she began to move slowly towards the front door.

Just then, she heard Hoven's footsteps approaching the front door quickly.

He gave up the back door!

He's going to come in through the front door and shoot her!

He's coming in!

Sooner or later, Song Zhishui stood up in an instant, quickly opened the latch of the back door, and ran to the third floor.

Howen heard the sound, turned and shot her, but only hit the banister of the stairs.

Song Zhishui disappeared again.

"The third floor...it's already on the third floor!"

He sneered, "I see where you can hide this time!"

He followed and ran to the third floor.

Song Zhishui felt Huo Wen's pursuit as soon as he reached the third floor.

He was less than ten meters away from him.

In desperation, Song Zhishui had no choice but to run into the classroom office closest to her.

... It is empty inside, only two tables and a cabinet.

She gritted her teeth and got under the table.

In the situation of being discovered and temporarily not being discovered, Schrödinger's Song Zhishui covered his mouth, afraid that he would cry out.

don't find her don't find her don't find her...

In the corridor outside, it seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

This is even more creepy than the chase just now.

Schrödinger's Song Zhishui encountered a new problem:

Keep hiding here, or run out?

She didn't think about it for long, and there wasn't time for her to think about it.

She chose to run out for a very simple reason, even if she was killed by him while running, it was better than hiding here and being shot in the head by him.

Besides, a moving target has a higher chance of surviving than a motionless one.

one two Three.

She cheers herself up.

The moment she counted to three, she got out from under the table and ran to the door.

When he was about to reach the door, a black figure suddenly appeared from the empty door.

Before she screamed, the man had already covered her mouth and pulled her back into the office.

"Don't be afraid," she said.

He let go of his hand covering her lips.

"Little... little fairy?"

"It's also Gu Mengmeng."

Gu Mengmeng ignored Song Zhishui's stunned expression, and patted her head, "It's okay, I'm here."

"I……"

"You stay here, don't run around, and close the door tightly."

"no……"

"I led him away when I went out, it was so dark he couldn't tell the difference between us."

"Cute..."

"I have help."

Gu Mengmeng hugged her tightly and kissed her deeply, "I'm leaving."

Without waiting for her to react, she quickly ran to the corridor and made noise on purpose.

After Huo Wen came to the third floor, he went directly to search the classrooms. He never thought that Song Zhishui would hide in such a small and easy-to-find office.

He had touched the last classroom and saw no one. Just as he was wondering, he heard movement outside and immediately went after Gu Mengmeng.

Song Zhishui still can't digest the fact that the little fairy is Mengmeng.

She couldn't put Mengmeng in danger, and wanted to run out, but another person ran in at the door.

"It's me, Miss Song." The ball leader whispered.

"Little one."

Song Zhishui subconsciously regarded him as a child, and quickly pulled him to the cabinet, "Why did you follow me? It's dangerous!"

"It's more dangerous for you to go out and get shot."

The ball leader pulled her to sit down, "Let's wait for a while, it will be over soon."

"What? How can you wait?"

She stood up, "Mengmeng is in danger!"

"You now know that Mengmeng is a little fairy, how could she be hit so easily."

The ball captain pulled her down again.

Song Zhishui's nerves relaxed a little before he realized the true meaning of Gu Mengmeng=Little Fairy.

"Mengmeng is a little fairy..." she murmured.

"She has saved you several times." The captain said, "So, you should know that she is very good at hitting. Don't worry."

"How can you not be worried... Huo Wen has a gun in his hand..."

She was so anxious that she couldn't sit still on the ground.

The scene of Mengmeng saving her for the first time suddenly flashed in my mind.

It was in the dark elevator, and she let out a slight cry in the swaying car.

...At that time, she and Mengmeng didn't even know each other.

How did she come to save herself?

Song Zhishui hammered his head, "I... I was saved so many times by Mengmeng..."

"I'm really too weak to always let her protect me..."

"it does not matter."

The captain of the ball comforted her: "Miss Song, I am also the one protected by Mengmeng. Besides, you are not weak, you are just being targeted."

She wiped her eyes, and there was dryness there, she couldn't cry, "Can I just wait here?"

As soon as the words fell, the two heard a gunshot.

"Look, we're not going to wait."

The captain said in a low voice, "We can still hear the sound."

"..."

Huo Wen obviously felt that the speed of "Song Zhishui" became faster and his figure became more flexible.

Women's physical strength is not as good as men's. In addition, Song Zhishui has never practiced, and he seldom goes to the gym. In fact, his body is a bit stiff. When he ran away, his limbs looked very bulky.