Rebirth of Japanese high school students

"Taki, have you been waiting for a long time?" It was completely different from the sternness in the classroom. Teacher Aoyama's face was full of spoiling and heartache as a mother, and he gently touched the top of the little girl's head.

"No." The little girl shook her head gently, as if she was enjoying her mother's touch, and her whole body leaned against her.

"Go back, what do you want to eat tonight, mom will make it for you." Teacher Aoyama took his daughter's little hand, and at this time he also noticed the student from another school standing on the other side of the door. It was because the other party's yellow school uniform was too conspicuous, but after just a glance, he turned his eyes away, his expression calm and calm.

"I want to eat..." Perhaps realizing that there was a stranger next to me, the little girl's voice suddenly lowered and shook her mother's hand.

"Okay, let's go back." Teacher Aoyama obviously knew her daughter very well and took her hand and left.

Li Xuehao watched two figures, one big and one small, gradually walked away, hesitating whether to chase after them immediately. Just then, Shima Yugui ran out of the school: "It's true!"

"Sister Yugui." Li Xuehao turned his head and looked. She was obviously running very quickly, gasping for breath, her chest also fluctuated with the breath, and her proud plumpness became even more eye-catching.

But she didn't care about these things, but couldn't wait to explain: "I'm sorry, Shinaka, Teacher Aoyama just now..."

"Sister Yugui, I'm not angry." Li Xuehao interrupted him with a smile. There are more important things waiting for him to do now. "Sister Yugui, you are waiting for Sister Mai here. I have something to leave."

"Leave?" Yuki Mashima was stunned. He had already agreed to wait for Sister Mai here, but now he was leaving? Although he couldn't figure it out, he nodded, "Okay."

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After saying goodbye to Yuki Mashima, Li Xuehao followed the direction of Teacher Aoyama and his daughter.

Without chasing too far, I saw the figures of Teacher Aoyama and his daughter, one big and one small. Perhaps in order to accommodate their daughter, Teacher Aoyama walked very slowly.

Li Xuehao didn't want them to notice that he was following behind, so he kept a long distance, as long as he could see them.

Teacher Qingshan and the other two obviously did not want to go home. Li Xuehao followed behind and found that they had turned into a bustling street with people coming and going.

Later, I saw them entering a supermarket and waited for about ten or twenty minutes before the two came out of the supermarket. Teacher Aoyama, who was empty-handed, was already carrying a large bag of things in his hand.

In order to relieve the burden on her mother, the little girl did not hold her hand, but followed her step by step.

The mother and daughter who had bought the things continued to walk forward. Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of them, with shrill shouts and arrogant and fierce voices: "Get out of the way! Get out of here!"

Li Xuehao frowned slightly, realizing that something might have happened, and looked up.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see far, and with his height advantage, he could quickly see clearly what was happening.

I saw a middle-aged man with a medium figure running quickly from the front, holding a sharp kitchen knife in his hand, waving the knife fiercely while running.

No one dared to stop the pedestrians on the road, and they all wanted to avoid them with two more legs, and some of them could not hide in time and even fell to the ground.

Behind the middle-aged man, there were two policemen in uniforms, who were obviously tracing him.

The middle-aged man ran faster and faster, and he ran unscrupulously, and no one dared to stop him.

However, the two policemen had many concerns, and they had to take care of pedestrians on the road. One of the policemen even did not forget to lift an old man who fell to the ground.

Teacher Aoyama and his daughter were standing in the middle of the road, not knowing what was going on for a moment. By the time they could see the crazy middle-aged man, it was too late.

Teacher Aoyama wanted to pull her daughter next to her, but the little girl might be frightened and didn't move at all.

The middle-aged man ran to the front, pushed Teacher Qingshan away, then picked up the little girl and ran away.

With a medium figure, he is actually quite strong. Maybe he has a little girl who is weak and weak, so the middle-aged man holding her still runs fast.

Teacher Aoyama, who was pushed to the ground, didn't care about the shattered skin and shouted loudly: "Taozi, put down my Tamaki." The vegetables I just bought were thrown aside and chased after them like crazy.

The middle-aged man ignored it and ran wildly while waving his kitchen knife. The target direction was aimed at Li Xuehao.

Looking at the middle-aged man's hideous and terrifying crazy expression and the bright red bloodstains of the kitchen knife in his hand, it was obvious that he had just used this knife to commit murder. Li Xuehao immediately knew that perhaps this man was the little girl's death disaster.

For a crazy person, it is not surprising to make any cruel moves. If he did not show up, the little girl might eventually be killed by a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was getting closer and closer, and the ferocious expression on his face became clearer. However, when he was about to rush over, he stopped five or six meters away.

Of course, he was not afraid of the tall boy blocking the road, but because two policemen rushed over from behind the boy.

In this way, two policemen surrounded each other and behind, the middle-aged man stopped, but his expression was without any scruples, and he still looked crazy and violent.

"Don't come over, come over again, I'll kill her!" The middle-aged man faced the dilemma of being surrounded and pointed the tip of the kitchen knife in his hand at the little girl's tender throat. The blade still dripping blood looked very sharp. As long as he pushed forward gently, the little girl's delicate neck would be pierced at any time.

"No, let go of my yuzi, I'm willing to exchange it for myself. Please, let her go..." Teacher Aoyama also rushed forward, but because of the kitchen knife that stopped on her daughter's neck, she did not dare to take a step forward, and knelt on the ground and begged. At this time, her feet were already naked, and she might have been shaken off because of the unfast high heels. She looked in tears and could not see any sign of the stern female teacher just now.

"Get out, stinky woman!" the middle-aged man cursed viciously. If Teacher Aoyama hadn't been too far away from him, he might have slashed him with a kitchen knife. He didn't care about this woman at all, but focused on the four policemen who were running over on both sides. "Go and prepare a car for me, and there is a lot of food to fill with gas. If I can't do it, I'll kill her."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man gestured on the little girl's tender throat with a knife. Teacher Aoyama, who was kneeling on the ground and begging, almost fainted. (To be continued.)