Suddenly, the door was forced open. The door lock collided and flew directly to Professor Zhong. The two-meter-high door was photographed on the helper who was hiding behind the door.
It was a strong man who broke into the door. His muscles were very developed, almost like a giant. Unfortunately, he had a 95-style automatic rifle in his hand and it was ours that aimed at the muzzle.
The classroom became even more noisy instantly. Almost everyone was screaming but I did not intend to show weakness before the terrorists.
"Don't move, don't move! You call me and shoot!" The muscular man cried. But this did not have any effect. The classroom was still like downtown. He couldn't help but fired a few shots at the fluorescent lamps on the ceiling. The fluorescent lights fell from the ceiling and many wires and various parts were dropped. This obviously only makes the classroom more scary.
He kept pointing the gun at the screaming crowd, shouting and intimidating the panic student, but he did not shoot. Can't he shoot? He does have the power to shoot directly at people and he can clean up another classroom, but why doesn't he do it? Is it afraid? Or afraid of crime? Maybe he didn't have a bullet in his gun?
I carefully checked my guess and began to observe the situation in order to react.
I noticed the marble vase on the window sill, with a pink rose in it. The vase made of smooth marble is extraordinarily hard. I can already imagine the scene of the terrorists. If my guesses prove that I can doubtlessly let the marble vase hover over his head.
I reached out and touched the vase, and the muscle man was still in charge of the person known as "Lee Brother." (My dad is a private judge of the government! Do you dare to shoot? Ah?) When I was getting close enough, my eyes met with the assistant. The teaching assistant hid behind the door and shook his head hard. I do not quite understand what he means. Is he a member of the terrorists? At this moment, it is still not easy to believe others. When I reached the vase and was about to throw it on the muscle man, I came in again at the door.
"Don't force me to get angry!" The muscle man was startled by the people who just came in and quickly stood up. The students suddenly did not quarrel. It seemed that they were all humiliated by this fierce man. The entire classroom suddenly fell silent. I quickly pulled my hand back from the vase.
The man was a bald man with a single-eyed cover on his left eye and his hand in his violet-blue coat pocket. His eyes are very majestic, and almost everyone who is facing him will give in. His aura was very strong, and even the "Li brother" fell to the ground. He said in a gloomy voice:
"Come out, no fun, you also know who you are. Your scrap iron archers have been caught by us. If you don't come out here, you can't live. Don't think we dare not fire!"
I'm not sure who the bald head is talking to, but I'm sure it's not us. Because all the students are very confused, and they are very scared about the idea that they are about to face the cold warheads.
I looked at the assistant there. He also hid behind the door, but the two terrorists in front didn't seem to find him. I can see that his expression is very complicated and he frequently sees the document bag on Professor Chung's desk.
"The ultimatum! I count five times. I won't be out if I don't come out! Five...four..."
All the students began to frantically yell again. The screams seemed to be heard throughout Beijing. Everyone is chaos, some want to jump, and others have begun to kneel on the ground to wear dead, in short, there are all kinds of crazy things. I was also very scared, but I remembered the marble vase on the window sill. I began to run towards the window sill.
"three two……"
My hand reached the vase and was ready to raise it and split the bald head.
"one!"
Did not wait for the vase to leave, the magic happened. There seemed to be something in the assistant's file pocket. Afterwards, the file bag was pulled out. This thing quickly flew to the throat of the muscular man. I saw it. This is the assistant's utility knife. Just as it rushed toward the throat of the muscular man, it had some changes. If I was not mistaken, it was...
Deformation.
Although I do not know how I saw it so carefully, I did see it. That's right, it is transforming. The blade of the utility knife began to extend and began to thicken. The handle is also extended. It splits into three parts. It becomes a hilt on one side and spreads on both sides to become a sword. This knife instantly became a sharp sword in the air, and the blade pierced the muscle man's throat straight, blood rushing out and splattered to the side of the wall.
The teaching assistant jumped out of the door and caught the knife that just pierced someone's throat... oh no, it was a sword. That bald response is also particularly fast. He took out his hand in his pocket and pulled out a Desert Eagle. I hit the desert eagle and I often play with crickets during the summer vacation. But this Shaying eagle is not like I have played before, it has been modified. Its barrel lengthened significantly and the clips were much wider.
"Ah, you have a ghost!" The bald man called.
When the assistant took his sword, the bald one had already shot the gun and directed him. What else can I do now? The students in the classroom rushed out of the back door and the hallway was filled with panic screams.
I didn't go out. I frozen in place for a while and watched as the bald head was about to pull the trigger to help the unprepared teaching assistant. what should I do? Do you see your own teaching assistant killed by terrorists? I only felt the cold marble in my hands. That's right, marble vase, I believe it is harder than that. I didn't think too much, I quickly aimed at the bald head and tried my best to throw away the marble vase.
Next I don't know what happened. I feel my soul has left my body. Until I heard the assistant teacher shouted: "Come on, I will cover you!" Then I was pulled out of school by the teaching assistant, just like he had pulled me up at the crossroads. I do not know how many people he used to kill with his stab sword, do not know how long the middle. When the assistant taught me to take a passenger train on a high-speed railway, I didn't resume consciousness. I couldn't remember what happened just now.
This passenger car has no driver and is automatically driven on the high-speed railway. This manned passenger car is luxurious. Compared to cars in Guangdong, this car has more space than a car. The temperature inside the car is also very suitable. The curtains can also be automatically switched on and off. There are also motion sickness stickers and chewing gum. I took a chewing gum and chewed because my brain was filled with everything that happened today. I want to clear them as soon as possible so that I can calmly think.
In the front seat of the car were two black men and the back seat. We were caught in the middle seat by four people. These four people seem to be bodyguards, because they are all sitting in desperation and looking at the streets with suspicious people from time to time.
The car began to move. Slowly move first and then add up. I never got a high-speed railroad. The speed of the car eventually got faster and faster. I wiped the scenery along the road like a wind, but I had no time to appreciate it.
"You just hit Wei Guangtou in a marble vase." The assistant teacher said excitedly, although I don't know what he was saying. "That is the deputy leader of the rebel army!"
I don't believe my luck will be so good. Just picking up a vase can make you dizzy. I now have thousands of questions waiting for answers. Why does my assistant's utility knife suddenly become a sword? Why can I save a vase to save someone's life? why……
"Well, I know you are very confused. I will explain it slowly. We will talk about it easily," the assistant said.
"Who the hell are you?" I asked.
"I'm just your assistant, but that doesn't mean I can't do anything else. Well, it's time to tell you this secret."
"Why does the school have a terrorist attack?"
"Because of you."
"Why didn't the terrorists shoot?"
"Because of you."
"Then why do you have such a utility knife that can kill people anywhere, anytime?"
"Or because of you."
"Because of me? Who am I? What do you want to do? I know nothing about this!"
"I also said that I would explain it slowly. You listen first."
I intend to remain silent. After all, I have just arrived in this city. I am not aware of anything at all, and I am curious about what happened this morning.
* The sword lattice: refers to the prominent part between the sword body and the handle as a hand guard, to prevent the two swords after the stabbing grip.
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