[Ultimate Class One Series] There is a Qiu Ball rolling over

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The song in the earphones just happened to be in the first part of the second movement.

Ding Xiaoyu stopped in his tracks.

He has always been used to listening to music with a blank face and going home alone. Occasionally, Wang Dadong hooked his shoulders and talked happily, while he just smiled, listened, continued to smile, and then gave something. suggestion.

Their Iron Triangle still lacked King Arthur, which made Wang Dadong feel a little lonely when he was talking, and he also mobilized his thoughts as much as possible to keep up with Wang Dadong's wonderful emanation thinking.

For example, the last sentence is that I saw that the little sister named Lei had a good lunch today. I should have asked her where she is from. The next sentence may directly translate into Rex. Sure enough, if you have a girl, you don’t want me, isn’t it girl? It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten the dishes made by him himself—at this time, he silently remembered Rex’s extremely enthusiastic meal last time and decided to keep silent. When talking to Wang Dadong...just need Just laugh.

But today is an exception.

Something seemed to have happened in the afternoon when he was away today. When he came back, all the classmates in the class had disappeared, and Wang Dadong's cell phone was always on the phone.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

But it was quickly wiped away.

Isn't it just going home alone, maybe there will be something else.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, then carried his schoolbag and headed to the piano room.

Ding Xiaoyu practiced in the piano room until six o'clock, and then left the school slowly stepping on the shadows of the trees and the moonlight.

Ah... I'm really hungry, there should be something to eat in the refrigerator.

Do you want to buy some...

He bit his finger in some trouble, and then made a decision.

Well...it depends on your mood.

Soon, his leisurely mood was ruined.

Someone is following him.

Ding Xiaoyu is actually not afraid of fighting, in fact, he is quite proficient in it.

K.O4 ten years ago, even now, dares to keep pace with K.O3, not to mention that he still has an incredible character on the first generation KO list in his body.

He's just too lazy to fight.

Fighting is so troublesome. You have to take your hands out of your trouser pockets. If you don’t control your strength well, you will hit others seriously. Is this interesting? The sticky blood on your hands is so unclean, so you can’t walk without fighting.

Ding Xiaoyu sighed wearily.

If he could, he would be very reluctant to hang a sign around his neck saying I am K.O4 Do Not Disturb or I am an ordinary person Please Do Not Disturb—whichever is more effective, and now he misses Wang Dadong or Wang Arthur very much.

Rex is fine too... as long as he can help him solve these problems.

Ding Xiaoyu was thinking in his heart.

But... According to what Wang Dadong said, Rex seems to only care about his little girlfriend now and then ruthlessly abandons his brother aside, so he probably won't have time to answer Ding Xiaoyu's call.

...Little girlfriend.

Ding Xiaoyu felt that he definitely thought too much tonight, but now he couldn't restrain his thoughts from spreading like an eight-legged octopus like Wang Dadong usually does.

If there is a little girl who can help him clear out the humanoid monsters that spawned from time to time on the way home... he can definitely consider it...

Ding Xiaoyu finally stopped under the streetlight.

He took off the earphones and put them back in his pocket in a ball.

Then he simply and neatly raised the combat power index to the highest level.

His flames are silver, a faint color that is about to soak in the darkness, rolling down on the skin soundlessly, like transparent and weak drops of water.

He turned his back to the enemies who gradually emerged from the night, with a calm expression.

This is a warning and a deterrent.

K.O4 also has a combat power index of [-], which is enough to make many people daunted.

He heard the sound of a bullet being loaded behind him.

Ding Xiaoyu turned around without hesitation and punched in the air.

The bullets fired at him in unison stalemate with the flame dance brought by Ding Xiaoyu's left fist halfway.

—Okay, this seems so unscientific.

He ran away to the right when the bullet was stopped in some embarrassment.

The so-called supernatural ability, the part of the power carried by humans, of course cannot achieve the effects in science fiction movies, such as melting bullets and knocking bullets to the ground.

The stalled bullets whistled past him, and then one grazed his left arm.

The flesh and blood were rubbed away along the school uniform, and the scorching pain stopped Ding Xiaoyu's out-of-time complaints, and he hid behind the flower pond with luxuriant plants planted on one side.

...this is a bit bad.

He frowned and looked at the wound on his left arm.

With a gun?

He has enemies?

Considering that guns are not something that ordinary gangsters can get... so is it an unusual enemy?

Ding Xiaoyu vaguely thought of the fact that the class was empty in the afternoon, and then subtly connected these two things.

...Could it be that their entire class encountered some kind of enemy?

This is no longer a problem that can be solved by a simple combat power index.

He looked up at the overcast sky.

In the frantic shooting of bullets, the enemies attacking in a fan shape found that their targets had been hiding in the flower pond and had not revealed their figures for a long time... Then the cold water drops fell on their faces.

I do not know when it began to rain.

From tiny drops of water to the gradually pouring rain, the densely woven curtain of water blocked their sight.

Overwhelming, like hundreds of millions of dying rainbirds, they wrapped their wings, screamed and rushed straight down from a height of tens of millions of meters, and splashed a gloomy color on the ground.

Surprised by the sudden rain, they all raised their heads.

In midair under the moonlight, a huge eye appeared.

The pupils are half black and half white, Yin and Yang complement each other, and the two instruments are born.

It floated above their heads, its pupils swayed left and right a few times, and then stared at them.

It blinked.

104,

If compared to the previous shootout, the scene they are in now is more like falling into some kind of science fiction movie.

Huge moving eyes appeared in mid-air, and seemed to be pressing down on them.

Then the boy who was hunted down by them came out from behind the flower pond.

With his face lowered, he held a black umbrella in silence.

The man in the lead raised his gun and pointed it at the boy, but his hands trembled and he couldn't aim at him.

The clothes on the young man turned into an ancient navy blue school uniform at some point, and transparent rainwater dripped down his hair and penetrated into his clothes. When the young man stared directly at them, somehow For some reason, they felt palpitations for no reason.

"Have you had enough?"

Ding Xiaoyu, no, there was a faint smile on the corner of Ji Wu's mouth, and he asked those opponents with guns quite politely.

The other party fired at him.

Moxibustion dance frowned.

He still doesn't like these extremely lethal hot weapons, but if what they symbolize is fire——

It's like slow motion.

The rain fell on the bullet, bending the bullet and hitting the ground as if it had been loaded with a weight of tens of millions of tons.

He didn't even move a finger.

The bullets fell to the ground in front of him.

The lord of Wangcheng, as long as he was ranked second on the first KO list, no one dared to be number one Moxibustion dance, as long as he is within the range of his yin and yang eyes, where the original element of "water" comes, it is Wangcheng The place controlled by the majesty of the leader moxibustion dance.

His fighting power is naturally not comparable to that of the host Ding Xiaoyu.

The yin and yang eyes imprisoned the group of panicked gunmen in place. Moxibustion dance glanced at the leader, and stooped carelessly to pick up a bullet from the ground.

He played with the still-hot bullet, then stopped.

The bullet was ejected by him and shot into the leader's left arm.

He lowered his hand with a bored expression.

The current combat power is too unequal, it is simply a state of Godzilla fighting elementary school students, Moxiu Wu can now massacre the group of people in front of him even if he moves his fingers-this makes him extremely uninterested.

...he heard footsteps.

anyone?

Moxibustion dance frowned.

He snapped his umbrella away.

The yin and yang eyes in the mid-air gradually disappeared into the night, and the torrential rain turned into a clear night once the rain stopped.

The group of attackers fled staggeringly after losing their confinement, and when the comers appeared in Ding Xiaoyu's sight, there was only water flowing on the ground and Ding Xiaoyu sitting by the flower pond with his left arm injured in the open space.

The one who came was Geng Lie who hadn't appeared for a long time.

Ding Xiaoyu covered the wound on his left arm, and looked at him with a slight frown.

He is not familiar with him, but only met a few times in the class occasionally.

Only a few times.

The student named Geng Lie seemed to habitually not come to class. There was always a vacant seat in the class, and every time he came, he sat for a few hours and left in a hurry.

"you……"

Geng Lie strode to Ding Xiaoyu's side.

Ding Xiaoyu raised his chin and looked at him with a pure and innocent face, pursed his lips and did not speak.

Both of them looked at each other in silence for a few seconds.

"...the arm is injured."

Ding Xiaoyu suddenly squeezed out such a sentence.

... I know it even if you don't tell me.

Geng Lie twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling that waiting for the other party to give a reason was an unreliable thing, so he squatted down and took out a pack of bandages from his schoolbag.

"The private hospital is very close to here, I'll help you there."

Geng Lie said succinctly, and then supported Ding Xiaoyu's right arm.

The private hospital Geng Lie took Ding Xiaoyu to happened to be the one Hua Linglong was sent to.

In order to avoid entertainment news or unnecessary media exposure, the children of aristocratic families usually have a fixed private hospital, and just in the corridor, Ding Xiaoyu met Wang Dadong who came out to buy coffee.

When Wang Dadong saw Ding Xiaoyu who was being helped by the nurse to disinfect and clean the wound, when he saw his blood-stained right hand that had been clutching the wound, he almost rushed up.

Then he was seriously warned by the impatient nurse sister not to stop the patient from bandaging.

Wang Dadong anxiously bought a few bottles of hot coffee and sent them upstairs, then hurried down to check on Ding Xiaoyu's wound.

It was the bullet that scratched the skin, and there was nothing serious about it.

Ding Xiaoyu explained helplessly.

The reason why he didn't explain much was because he felt that Wang Dadong would at least think of the first-generation heroic spirits in their bodies. Even if they lifted the rocket launcher and drove the tank, the corpse would not be sent over. , I have already imagined the sensational headlines such as prison criminals escaping from prison with guns, and encountering innocent middle school students killing innocent middle school students on the way.

Then Ding Xiaoyu asked if there was an accident in the class, and Wang Dadong shrugged helplessly, saying that one of them was still lying in the emergency room.

Even though this matter has nothing to do with Wang Dadong, he still has a sense of guilt that as the boss of the ultimate class, he did not take good care of his classmates and caused them to have such a big event, which was fully exposed in his expression.

Ding Xiaoyu sighed.

His wound was healed soon, and Geng Lie, who sent him here, had already gone upstairs to check on Hua Linglong's condition, the two sat side by side on the bench in the corridor, Ding Xiaoyu felt it necessary to warn Wang Dadong, It looks like someone is taking them under the knife.

If you can, go to a place where there are no people as much as possible, and then summon the first-generation heroic spirit. Since your first-generation heroic spirit is not easy to control, you can consider calling me before summoning.

Ding Xiaoyu said seriously.

In fact, compared to you and Rex, I am more worried about attacking you... encountering a ghost dragon or a ghost phoenix at the same time... how bad it would be.

——Actually, I’m not so lucky to meet you.

There was a voice in Wang Dadong's heart that couldn't complain.

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