Hunting College

After hearing Su Shijun’s words, Zheng Qing did not hesitate at all. He got up from the snow, pulled and pulled, and grabbed Dr. Xiao Da next to him. He kicked Fatty and Zhang Jixin again, and the four of them crawled not far. The teaching assistants ran away.

I watched too many movies and dog-blood TV series when I was young, and every time I encountered this kind of life and death, such as when the male protagonist desperately blocked the killer/behemoth/zombie/eunuch/inspector/boss and other terrible roles, the heroine would always be miserable I squeezed out a few unnecessary tears, and refused to go to death, and finally missed the best chance of escape, and both died without a place to be buried.

　　 Zheng Qing warned himself more than once, if you really encounter such a situation, you must seriously escape, take the victim's share and escape, so that the victim's sacrifice will not be in vain.

　　 Now, he really encountered this situation.

　　 Moreover, as he had simulated it thousands of times in his mind, he ran away very sensibly and seriously.

　　 It's just that, don't know why, he feels panicked in his heart.

　　 Focus! Focus!

　　 The wizard slapped himself hard.

　　 He has to go back to take care of Poseidon! He wanted to help Su Su smash Lao Yao's office!

　　 He still has a lot of things to do, and he can't distract himself at this time.

Zheng Qing's gaze swept across the turbulent snowfield not far away—he wanted to find a way to wake up the fainted teaching assistants, find a way to stop their injuries, and then find a way to pass by the broken moon That temporary passage there—Su Damei said, he only has one minute!

　　 One minute, the second hand ticked sixty times and it was gone.

　　 has ticked four or five times now, right? !

　　 Zheng Qing had this idea in his mind, but he didn't really take out his pocket watch to calculate the time. Every second of the time now, every second is precious.

　　 Fortunately, when Bull Head attacked the defensive battles of the assistants before, several hunters of the Death Hunter were in the center of the battle and suffered the least damage, so Zheng Qing is not fighting alone now.

　　 And the fastest Zhang Jixin has ran to the side of a still teaching assistant, helped him up and filled him with snake oil. Fatty Xin, who followed him, quickly dig out a lot of bottles and cans and rushed to the other injured assistants.

　　 Things seem to be moving in a good direction.

　　 Zheng Qing thought this way in his heart, and finally couldn't help it, and turned his head to look in the direction Su Shijun was—he used to despise such indecision. And now, he suddenly understood that sometimes the right choice is not necessarily right, and the wrong choice cannot be said to be really wrong.

　　 Then he saw a dizzying scene.

　　 A big, thin, six-fingered hand came out of the two-meter-diameter black hole just blown out by the tauren, and pinched out a snap finger.

　　 When Zheng Qing turned his head, the **** of the big hand just popped out quickly.

"Snapped!"

　　 A rush of air flow hit Su Shijun's body hard, vomiting blood from her flying up. The space that the witch had originally forcibly supported and stabilized made a crackling sound again after this flick.

　　 "It was a disappointing result."

　　 A hoarse voice came from the depths of the black hole, buzzing, and Zheng Qing's body was numb. What is dumbfounding is that this strong buzzing sound also helped the young wizards of the You Sin Hunter a small favor-it awakened many teaching assistants who had been in a coma.

　　 It's just that Zheng Qing at this time has no intention of running away.

　　 Because he saw that the six fingers of that big hand had already retracted, made a fist, and smashed it at Su Shijun again.

　　 "Go away!!"

The young wizard finally couldn't continue to lie to his sanity. He roared and took out two rune guns from his arms, the Colt Python in his left hand and Remington in his right, and he shot at the big hand regardless. .

　　 "Boom! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

　　 The magazine of the revolver slid and spouted one after another of different colors.

　　 "Bang...crack! Bang...crack!"

　　 Remington's rhythm is obviously much slower than Colt's, but its outstanding power makes up for this shortcoming.

　　 The wizard roared and charged at the big hand with his gun.

　　 His self-esteem, his beliefs, and his thoughts cannot and do not allow him to sit idly by.

　　 To live is to struggle out.

　　 If you really are going to die, then go to death in a straightforward manner!

　　 "Really...a...stupid."

　　 Su Shijun knelt down on the ground, with a trace of blood hanging on the corner of his mouth, and a slight smile. The red cloak behind her had become dilapidated, and it was stained with many mud spots. The three foxtails that had been swaggering disappeared completely.

"Hey... I was worried about you running away just now." The voice in the black hole seemed to be able to detect the movement here. Not only did he not get angry at the young public-funded student's rushing behavior, but his tone was a little bit of surprise: "Process It's bad...but luck looks good?"

　　 As he spoke, the big hand that had made a fist and smashed at Su Shijun suddenly re-opened, took a turn, and copied the young wizard on the spot.

Zheng Qing watched as the talisman hit the big hand, and at most a few sparks were splashed; and Ge Hao, who he was most familiar with and claimed to be able to'tie everything', quickly withered after touching that big hand. , Carbonization, and finally turned into a strip of black ash, rustling down in the snow.

　　 The huge palms overwhelmingly grabbed Zheng Qing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The cracks in the broken space could not form any obstacle to it.

　　The young public-sponsored student can clearly see the criss-crossing palm prints between the palms, the slightly browned traces of the six fingers, and even the dense hairs protruding between the fingers.

　　 "Follow me... Your future should not be limited to this island."

　　 The hoarse voice was a bit of a smile, a bit of pride, a bit of eagerness.

"Meow?!"

　　 Zheng Qing heard a familiar and unfamiliar cat cry, and then he felt a small fluffy paw on his belly.

"boom!"

　　 "Hey! Foggy grass!!"

　　 The young government-sponsored student clutched his stomach and screamed, and flew backwards faster than when he charged up.

　　 When he sucked the air-conditioner and got up from the snow, he immediately saw the culprit who caused his pain.

　　 A yellow lily with a vertical tail and bowed body is facing the big hand.

　　 "Hi...Brother Huang?" Zheng Qing hesitated and said hello.

　　 "Woo!!" The yellow lily did not speak, but made a warning sound from his throat. It's just that it's unclear whether the voice was aimed at that big hand or Zheng Qing.

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