Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

It was rare that there was only one admissions teacher here today, and more importantly, Murong Xue was also taken out. They seized this opportunity and prepared to drive Qin Fan away.

Qin Fan smiled coldly and glanced at everyone. Among them, the leader with the highest level was Li Qiankun, who had reached the Middle Level of the Warrior Realm, while Sun Yuhan was at the Elementary level of the Warrior Realm.

The rest of them are all warrior-level warriors, including Sun Qiao.

"Actually, I can walk out of this door for 10,000 yuan each."

A bright smile suddenly bloomed on Qin Fan's face, he walked back to the bed and put on his clothes, and made a gesture of counting money to several people.

"Oh, I am indeed a money addict. I have followed Wang Han for so long and I haven't changed at all."

Sun Qiao sneered. Although his family is not as wealthy as the Wang family, it is still a prominent figure in Yucheng. This time he has awakened his superpower, which has raised the status of their family by several levels. Regarding Qin Fan's love for money, The behavior is naturally scornful.

"Okay, give me the money."

Li Qiankun responded happily. After speaking, he stood quietly without any intention of paying.

Sun Qiao's mouth twitched. He was the one who spread the news and instigated the people. Looking at the current situation, he might have to pay for it.

But then I thought about it, one hundred thousand yuan would allow him to leave Yuheng. Not only would these people look down upon him, but more importantly, without him around Murong Xue, his offensive would be much more convenient in the future. With this money It's also worth it.

Thinking of this, he said proudly: "I, Sun Qiao, don't look down upon a mere one hundred thousand yuan. I usually give more than one hundred thousand yuan to those homeless people when I see them. I paid for this money."

"Brother Qiao is so proud."

"Brother Qiao is mighty."

Sun Yuhan immediately let out a big rainbow fart and kept calling her brother. There was no intention of treating Sun Qiao as his brother in his actions.

Qin Fan glanced at him. This man didn't make any move when he wanted to pay. He didn't hesitate to praise someone who offered money. There was a set of free transactions.

Sun Qiao chuckled, took out his mobile phone and quickly transferred 100,000 yuan to Qin Fan.

Qin Fan looked at the balance in his phone and felt happy. This was one hundred thousand yuan. He had not even saved one thousand yuan for more than three months in this world. Now he had one hundred thousand yuan?

He really couldn't imagine the generosity of rich people.

"Okay, let's go now."

Qin Fan saluted Sun Qiao, turned around, picked up the backpack beside the bed, and walked out the door.

Leaving now?

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and no one seemed to expect that things went so smoothly.

They all couldn't help but follow Qin Fan outside. They saw Qin Fan carrying his bag, entering the corridor, turning around and walking to the right.

"No, the stairs are on the left."

As soon as Qin Fan took two steps, someone immediately noticed something was wrong and reminded him.

Qin Fan turned around and smiled, and saw him walking straight to a room, opening the door and walking in.

The door was closed with a click, followed by the sound of the door lock twisting.

The door was locked from the inside.

Everyone was confused. Is this what you meant by walking out of this door?

Exit this door and enter that door?

Where is the face?

etc.

That room seemed to be Murong Xue's room.

Murong Xue's room is not locked?

"Qin Fan, is there something wrong with your mind? Get out of here after you take the money. You are not welcome here."

Sun Qiao's face darkened. He had mocked him just now, but Qin Fan's behavior at this moment was undoubtedly equivalent to a slap in the face.

He immediately kicked the door and shouted loudly.

"roll."

Qin Fan's voice could be heard faintly in the room.

"Classmate Qin, have you ever thought about the bad impact your forced admission into Yuheng College would have on the college and how much trouble it would bring to Classmate Murong?"

Sun Yuhan knocked on the door and said.

Qin Fan directly ignored Sun Yuhan's words, and no sound came out.

Li Qiankun's face was so gloomy that he almost dripped water. He raised his head and said expressionlessly: "Since he is looking for death, we can't blame him. Break the door."

When Sun Qiao heard this, it was exactly what he wanted. He took two steps back, used his luck, and punched the door lock hard.

The unbreakable iron door deformed slightly under his blow, and an obvious concave mark appeared at the keyhole.

"Bastard, come out."

Sun Qiao was very satisfied with the power of this punch and started shouting unscrupulously.

Seeing that there was no movement inside, Sun Qiao punched out again. Almost at the same time as he punched, the door suddenly opened, and a fruit knife stabbed out of the room to meet his fist...

Sun Qiao was startled. Although his fist was strong, he did not dare to resist the blade. However, his strength was already strong and it was not easy to change the direction.

In desperation, he could only try his best to deflect the angle, and punched the door frame next to him.

Ignoring the pain from his fists, he only felt a surge of blood in his chest, unable to move up or down, and his entire face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.

If that was all, he might be able to recover in a short time, but how could Qin Fan just let him go? Just when he was holding a mouthful of blood and couldn't move, Qin Fan kicked him out.

This powerful and heavy kick directly kicked Sun Qiao away and hit the people behind him. He fell to the ground and saw Sun Qiao hunched over, with a black face and his mouth wide open, but he could not make any sound.

"court death."

Li Qiankun shouted angrily and raised his right hand. An iron spear appeared in his hand, and he stabbed with the spear.

Qin Fan dodged sideways and blocked with the knife in his hand.

The moment the two came into contact, Qin Fan shivered violently, and his consciousness was paralyzed for a moment.

paralysis····

There is electricity.

As a modern person and a good student who has determined to contribute to the strength of the motherland since childhood, it is impossible not to conduct in-depth research on the disassembly of electrical appliances.

Being electrocuted is an indispensable part of this process.

Although Qin Fan in another world was not a good student, he did a lot of naughty things.

This includes electric shock.

He would probably never forget that sour feeling.

And Li Qiankun's iron spear gave him that feeling.

"Idiot, you dare to block Brother Kun's Horcrux with an iron weapon. It won't burn you."

Sun Qiao sneered and looked at Qin Fandao like a fool.

Qin Fan came back to his senses, threw away the knife in his hand, stood there with bare hands, and sneered: "Really?"

Li Qiankun didn't say anything, seeing that the first attack failed to work. With a cold shout, the arc of light on the spear flashed fiercely, and the entire spear made a faint crackling sound. If this blow fell on the body, it would probably be more effective than a baton.

Qin Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the kitchen knife instantly appeared in his hand. A bright light flashed across it, perfectly avoiding the arc of Li Qiankun's spear.

The next second, the air stagnated, and everyone was stunned.

Li Qiankun's face turned red, and the hand holding the gun trembled uncontrollably.

Impossible, impossible.

Only these three words were floating in his mind.

The kitchen knife in Qin Fan's hand was placed squarely on Li Qiankun's neck, making close contact with his skin. Looking carefully, a faint red line appeared on Li Qiankun's skin.

"Impossible, how can your good-for-nothing knife be so fast?"

Li Qiankun gritted his teeth, still not believing the facts in front of him.

"If I am a waste, then wouldn't your defeated general be worse than a waste?"

Qin Fan sneered, but the knife in his hand did not move at all.

"Ring ring ring..."

At this moment, a small alarm in Murong Xue's room suddenly rang loudly, and the rapid ringing shocked everyone.

Before anyone could realize what had happened, a middle-aged man in his thirties ran out from the stairwell. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene in front of him. After a few seconds, he shouted loudly: "You are here?" What are you doing? Gather immediately."