100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

Cherno picked up the console and squatted in front of the two men. He used his huge equipment to block the other's line of sight. While looking sideways, he whispered: "There is a squat on the upper side."

Ye Wenxuan’s back hurts almost like a mother: rely on, do you want to be so embarrassed! Fried | bomb sniper all come, just for a Xing Yuan? !

He was screaming at the wolf in his heart, and the person on his body slowly said: "Ye Wenxuan, ask you one thing."

Ye Wenxuan casually said: "Ah?"

"If you don't rush at me, the bullet may be in my head now." Xing Yuan still pressed on him and said, while he leaned down, he stared at him: "You How do you know that there will be bullets flying over?"

Ye Wenxuan blinked and returned to the soul in an instant.

Yes, the average person does not say that it has saved people. Even the kind of creepy sense of crisis has not been felt. Why can a young photographer who has not been exposed to firearms just help Xing Yuan avoid bullets?

Ye Wenxuan took a slap in the mouth and looked up to see Xing Yuan’s blue eyes all in his eyes. He couldn’t help but cough: “Xing Zong, I just... I was too scared, I want to... find someone, soothe my injured heart... ..."

Xing Yuan: "Oh?"

Ye Wenxuan: "The big brother next to it is not a good person. You are close to me, so..." He explained very embarrassedly: "Xing Zong, I also want to have a face, can you do it?" ..."

Xing Yuan did not know how to accept this reason. He only stared at each other thoughtfully for a long time.

In the context of bullets rain and explosions.

This is really not a good time for torture. Xing Yuan knows the priorities of the matter, so he said nothing, but he climbed his knees and no longer pressed on Ye Wenxuan.

Ye Wenxuan was still very entertained. He was stunned and stunned by Xing Yuan’s bodyguards, then left behind, and quickly shrank himself in an inconspicuous corner.

He is not as strong as the anxious beggars, and Zhang Qingxue, who always wants to go to Xing Yuan’s arms, is not too much.

On the other hand, Li Fei and the security guard quickly exchanged, and he returned to the crowd: "The boss, we can't stay here for too long, go quickly."

Xing Yuan nodded: "Please, please." After he finished, he paused and pointed his back: "Trouble to bring them."

It refers to his two assistants, plus a photographer.

Ye Wenxuan wiped his face: there is a little conscience for you.

The gunshot blew, a security guard was hit by a bullet, screaming and slamming on the ground, and was dragged back to the console by his companion.

Zhang Qingxue took a step back and screamed at his face.

Li Fei drinks low: "Go!"

The group immediately rushed into the chaotic crowd. Li Fei took the jade jade, Liang Yuying defended Zhang Qingxue, and the bodyguard named Ye Wenxuan was named Duan Er. Although he was very handsome, he looked fierce.

Cherno followed Xing Yuan and put a cold gun into the crowd from time to time.

Ye Wenxuan ran alongside: "He will hit the students like this!"

Cherno passed by him and replied: "No."

Only these few steps, the four teams of people were washed away by the crowd.

Ye Wenxuan grabs paragraph two: "Xing Yuan, let's keep tight."

The bodyguard who escorted him seemed to be very impatient. He snorted and only looked at the person who was running forward. Ye Wenxuan couldn’t, looked around and looked for a circle, and finally found the target.

Xing Yuan ran in front of his left, and the creepy sense of crisis once again reached his heart. Ye Wenxuan hurriedly turned his eyes around to see.

However, in a few seconds, he was really seen by a young man who was only five or six meters away from Xing Yuan. The expression of the man was not as alarmed as others. One hand was withdrawing from under the coat. It was a hand in hand. Black hand | gun.

He didn't even think about it, he took a plunge from his waist and licked it!

The flashing arc wrapped the thing, and it touched the perpetrator accurately within half a second. It took another half second to vomit him. The hand slammed into the ground and the man rolled his eyes and fainted.

Ye Wenxuan finally screamed out. He only had time to look at his waist and found that he was throwing a SLR lens hanging on his waist.

Ye Wenxuan: "..." This stuff is super expensive! Xing Yuan, you lose me!

He did not see that Xing Yuan, who was walking fast in front, suddenly turned back and glanced deeply in the direction he was in.

10:20 am, Wieskall University, Wisshall, UK.

The frightened crowd fled wildly across the school, and people realized that the gunmen were more than one person and they were hiding there, screaming for a safe room or a uniformed policeman.

The police are also at the same time.

This is not a simple school shooting incident. The other party is not only a gun, they also arrange snipers, and even hide the bombs, all the processes are very organized and disciplined.

There are no crazy calls, no clear hostages, no police interventions, all terrorists remain silent, they only speak with guns.

Yes, the police have realized that this is a group of extremely vicious terrorists.

"This is a bit of a bitch!" A policeman put down the loudspeaker and slammed the police cap: "They can't have no purpose. Today is the school's speech day, they deliberately!"

The sheriff behind him pushed the glasses and said: "The guest of today's speech day is Xing Yuan. Their purpose must be him."

"If you just want to scare, the movement will not be so big. You can catch him or kill him, only these two." Sergeant Shen Shen said: "Now, they may want to kill him."

He said, he took off the walkie-talkie and pressed the call switch: "All the players listened. The target of the terrorists is very likely to be Xing Yuan of the Chinese nation. You should have seen this person. Now I have ordered and found Xing. Yuan, protect him, can't let him fall into the hands of terrorists."

"Yes, sir!"

On the other side, the interior of Wisshall University is still like a human purgatory.

In the sound of guns everywhere, a trash can in the northeast corner of the library was detonated, and the people rushed to the scene, and then a new round of crazy escape.

The bombs bombed the debris in the trash can, and Ye Wenxuan heard it far away. The pace at the foot could not be slowed down.

The shrill scream seemed to be chasing his back heel, and he could hold his ankle without paying attention.

"Are they crazy?!" He glanced back, just to see someone being slammed by the shock wave, and some people fell on the ground and screamed at the ground. Hey, he couldn’t help but shout: "What do you want to do in this group of metamorphosis? They are killing. student!"

Duan 2 grabbed him: "So, do you want to go back to be a hero and save them?" He glanced at him and sneered: "Just you, do you have this ability?"

Knowing that the bodyguard was insinuating his own safety, he did not care about it. Ye Wenxuan licked his lips and opened his hand: "I will run myself, I don't need you to squat."

Duan 2 whispered intimidation: "Don't blame Laozi, you look like a fine-skinned chicken, and run back to someone else to shoot your brain."

Ye Wenxuan is cold and cold: "Get out."

Duan 2 did not seem to care about him, but because of Xing Yuan’s command, he looked at his anger, but still firmly grasped Ye Wenxuan’s arm and dragged him forward.

Ye Wenxuan did not argue with him again.

He silently said in his heart: I can save them.

If it is not because of following Xing Yuan...

He slammed his glasses and looked up and took a deep breath. At the same time as the second bomb exploded, he lowered a thunder to somewhere behind him.

Boom - Long - Long -

Lightning like an angry dragon, roaring from the sky, it slid back and walked a dozen meters away, and then burst into a dazzling white!

Wait until the light is getting darker and darker, and people will take their hands off the eyelids.

In the place where the lightning had passed, several men with machine guns fell to the ground. These people were all black and motionless. After a moment, armed police officers approached and found that the people were dead.

"This..." The police stunned: "All... are killed by electricity..."

In the months that followed, and even in a few years, the city of Wieshall, when talking about the terrorist attack, first talked about the terrible thunder that suddenly fell in front of the Wiswell University Library.

There was a little rain on that day, and the sky was gray and gray, as if God knew the upcoming fierce battle here, a few drops of sad tears for the innocent dead.

More than a dozen unknown terrorists hid in the crowd and launched a terrorist attack on the university speech day. They silently shot and killed civilians, detonated them, and fought with the police, constantly creating panic.

Until a lightning falls out of nowhere.

Witnesses recalled that the lightning was like a snake after landing. It quickly moved over a dozen meters. It bypassed the students and professors and disappeared after killing five or six murderers.

Prior to this, there was never such a spectacular thunder in the city of Wismar, and no one was killed by the Thunder.

"This is heaven." The man insisted: "Their actions angered God, so the lightning of punishment was lowered!"

The thunderbolt shocked the terrorists and greatly reduced their morale.

Many of these villains are Iraqi | Sri Lankans. Their worship of miracles can even surpass many missionaries. Because of the appearance of lightning, these people fought with the police for half an hour and then withdrew from the campus.

As a result, all the citizens of Wieskal City believe in the saying of "the sacred".

Now, as the creator of lightning, Ye Wenxuan just tightened his lips and did not look back when the lightning fell.

He pushed open the second paragraph, avoiding the intimidated pedestrians and re-engaged with Xing Yuan in front.

"I can save them." Ye Wenxuan said quietly in his heart, "I can save them even if Xing Yuan's mission is in the body."

If you only want to complete your task and watch other people die, then what is the point of joining the Counter-Terrorism Action Group of the Special Affairs Department?

That is totally meaningless!