The national school idol is a girl

Just listen to a swish sound!

From the steps not far away, a piece of something came with a sharp wind, and passed Fan Jia's cheek impartially. If Fan Jia hadn't taken a step back temporarily.

That big piece of stuff would probably hit Fan Jia directly in the face.

Bang!

When it landed and spun, people could see clearly what it was.

A skateboard?

Fan Jia lowered his eyes and then raised his head.

I haven’t waited for people to react.

I saw the figure standing on the steps, doing a sharp somersault, escaping the flow of people, passing by handsomely, stepping on the stone pile beside the sea channel to make a second fulcrum, and kicked hard, with a handsome movement. People were dumbfounded.

Under backlight.

Fanjia only saw a young man with a head of dazzling silver-gray hair falling in the sea breeze. The man was wearing a pure black mask and was heading straight towards her.

The crimson T-shirt on the young man's body was blown up by the sea breeze due to the kneeling movement, revealing a fair section of his waist, with beautiful and eye-catching lines.

who is it?

Fan Jia squinted his eyes, not knowing the other person's face at all.

But she knew in her heart that this person was coming for her. With a tug of her fingers, she grabbed the aunt standing next to her and pushed hard.

"ah!"

In an instant, screams filled the entire dock.

"Someone fell into the sea!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd fell into a panic.

Fan Jia knew that she couldn't escape like this. No matter who the other party was, he glanced at the people present with frightened expressions, suddenly shrank back to the boat, and pretended to be scared: "It's a murderer on the coast. Murderer, leave quickly, everyone leave quickly!”

At this time, the paler and aggrieved your face is, the more sympathy you can win.

And it can also make people feel compassionate.

Since ancient times, no one has a good impression of menacing people.

On the contrary, the person who pretends to be pitiful will have a superficial disguise even if he is harboring evil intentions.

So when people heard Fan Jia's words, their eyes on Bo Jiu immediately changed. In addition, Bo Jiu was still wearing a mask on his face, and they didn't regard Bo Jiu as a good person. They were hiding away as if they were some kind of plague. The tall and tall young man got on the boat in a hurry.

The ship was not big, only a small deck.

"Set the ship quickly!"

It's obvious that everyone is scared.

Fan Jia shouted, and the man driving the boat subconsciously did it!

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Bo Jiu looked at the ship that had launched, his dark eyes swept across the propeller that was about to sink, and with a flick of his finger, he saw the razor he had received from the old man in the alley.

He used his sideways strength to avoid the crowd, and stabbed directly into the ship's propeller, getting stuck in the wheel without hesitation.

After hearing the ship chug three times, even with the engine sounding, there was no way to move forward immediately.

Bo Jiu took advantage of this time difference, jumped up, and fell to the deck.

The people on the boat picked up whatever they had on hand.

Survival is everyone's instinct.

It's just that the same cowardice is also an instinct in everyone.

Even if someone held an iron rod from a sea ship, they would not dare to swing it directly, but they would throw it over at once.

It was originally thrown at the boy's head.

The young man tilted his head, turned his legs, clamped the iron rod, and then stood up neatly. The speed was so fast that no one had time to see her movements clearly. Bo Jiu was already standing there, with his left hand because he was about to throw away the razor. The hair knife was cut, and bright red blood flowed down her fingers. She held an iron rod in her right hand. Her beautiful face was covered by a black mask, leaving only a pair of black stools. With his white eyes, black earrings, red T-shirt, and sterling silver hair, the boy at this moment looked like the leading boss in a hot-blooded college.

I don’t know why, but after seeing this scene, people consciously made way for them.

Probably because of fear.

Someone's calling the police, someone's calling.

Bo Jiu ignored this and locked his eyes on Fan Jia, who pushed aside the crowd and ran towards the stern of the ship.

This sea ship is not big to begin with.

The only people Fan Jia could use were the people on this boat. She caught a person in her hand, and no longer concealed her true nature, she put the knife to the man's throat, and her eyes darkened.

The arrested person's face turned pale at this unexpected incident. Her eyes widened, and she turned back to look at Bo Jiu, with a cry for help clearly written in her eyes.

Bo Jiu's movements stopped.

That look was all too familiar to her.

The familiarity was enough to make her freeze on the spot when she wanted to kill him at all costs.

Z, don’t let yourself become completely black.

Bo Jiu tightened her fingers, and the sound from her joints was so obvious that even the iron rod she was holding seemed to be able to feel the forbearance in that moment.

"Xiaojiu, do you know why your code name is Z?"

The little Bo Jiu looked at the grave in front of her and shook her head. She didn't understand it at that time.

"Zero, zero, you have to remember that you should be zero, without any restrictions, and also not affected by any darkness, because you are standing in this darkness."

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Fan Jia standing at the stern of the boat. Fan Jia's glasses were gone at this time. Her face was indeed cute, but she had a smile that didn't fit her face.

"Don't come over here. As you've seen, this man's face is very tender." Fan Jia moved his hand again.

The screams started again.

Bo Jiu stood there, letting the sea breeze ruffle her hair.

"Who are you?" Fan Jia gritted her teeth as she watched this scene. She had to understand who had pushed her to this point.

Bo Jiu raised his eyes, black earrings flashed across his eyes, and asked in a faint voice: "What do you think?"

After Fan Jia heard these three words, something flashed in his mind: "Z, are you Z?"

"You have been pretending to be me for so long and you still recognize me. I should praise you. Isn't it too shameless?" Bo Jiu still had a carefree attitude, but his eyes were observing the surrounding environment.

Fan Jia chuckled: "It turns out to be you. Who made your name useful? Some people who support me don't care if I am a real person. What? You can't help it when you see me stealing your halo." ?”

"Halo?" Bo Jiu pondered these two words and curled his lips: "I have no interest in being supported by a group of people who have no three views. If you want it, I'll give it all to you."

The more this happened, the lower the light in Fan Jia's eyes became: "You are still so arrogant, I advise you to put down the iron rod in your hand, otherwise, I will kill this person directly. You are here anyway. At that time, I said it was you who killed her, who told you not to save her. "

"No wonder my dad always said that it's easier to be a bad person than a good person." Bo Jiu said, knocking the edge of the boat twice with the hand holding the iron rod, and then raised the iron rod with a clang. The other end pointed at Fan Jia, his momentum was unstoppable, but his voice was smiling: "You think I, like Qin Mo, will choose one or the other. Don't forget, you are a criminal and I am also a criminal."

Fan Jia's expression changed when she heard this. She had never thought that Z would do this to her.

She watched helplessly as the young man walked towards her. Fan Jia's expression changed with every step he took.

The girl who was kidnapped by Fan Jia had tears in her eyes and said nothing, but her lowered eyes were telling something.

She looked at the boy who might be able to save her.

His eyes were shaking, and even those who came to ask for help were ignored.

Seeing that the road was blocked, Fan Jia began to have other thoughts. He moved his fingers and took out something.

Taking advantage of this gap, Bo Jiu exerted force on his wrist, picked up the iron rod, and threw it directly towards Fan Jia!

In order to avoid this violent impact, Fanjia had to let go of the girl she was holding.

In this way, the girl's head is bound to hit the ship's wrench.

The girl's eyes were closed.

But in a flash of lightning.

The young man who everyone originally thought would attack continuously suddenly turned around and took the girl's hand with his injured right hand.

Then, drag the hostage this way!

The young man arched his body and pressed his back heavily against the wrench, blocking most of the collision force with himself.

The girl looked at the boy holding her in his arms in disbelief, and then looked at the boy's bleeding hands, and something moved in her eyes.

But the young man didn't even wait for her to say a word of thanks before he stood up and quickly moved towards the distance.

But at this time, Bo Jiu had already distanced himself from Fan Jia.

From this direction, there is a small sea boat.

There was only one fisherman on the boat.

Fan Jia dealt with him easily.

The moment he jumped over, he kicked the man into the sea.

Bo Jiu originally wanted to jump over, but the next second she froze her movements.

Fan Jia turned the rudder of the small sea boat with his hand and laughed: "It seems that criminals are different. You can't be more ruthless than me, z."

Across the sea.

Bo Jiu stood on the bow of the boat and looked at Fanjia.

Fanjia's smile grew wider: "The last time bomb is for you. Are you going to catch me, or stay to save these people? It seems you can only choose the latter."

Bo Jiu lowered his eyes, moved his long legs, looked at the bomb, then raised his head and looked at Fan Jia.

"It is said that Z is omnipotent. You also need tools to dismantle bombs. It seems that your knife was used to prevent the ship from leaving, and even the iron rod was used to save people. Z, you said you should just be a criminal. You criminal, you still come to rescue people, it really makes people feel hypocritical." After Fan Jia said this, he directly turned the rudder and started the small sea boat.

Bo Jiu looked back and saw that there were many people standing behind her. Those people were unarmed and their eyes looked at her as if they could shed tears.

She looked at Fanjia not far away.

A little boy appeared before his eyes.

"Do you know what a soldier of the Yan Kingdom is? A soldier of the Yan Kingdom knows that even if there is darkness ahead, he will tear through the darkness to welcome the dawn."

Bo Jiu retracted his long legs and squatted down, looking at the time bomb in front of him.

It was obvious that Fanjia didn't give anyone extra time this time.

From the time the bomb was planned, it was decided that Z would also die here.

Less than thirty seconds countdown.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

That kind of noise comes with the sea breeze.

Every beat of the second is like forcing the heart.

An unprecedented despair swept over everyone's face.

There is also a mother and son on the ship.

The child was carried behind her back by her mother in a bamboo basket. She didn't know what had happened and was crying loudly.

Bo Jiu pulled his eyes back again.

Fanjia was right, she had nothing left.

He narrowed his eyes and observed the destructive power of the bomb.

It's a small bomb.

But even if the power is not great, half of the people on the ship can die in the moment of explosion.

People who are strong and can swim are already jumping off the boat.

Only some women and children were left on the ship.

Bo Jiu tightened her fingers, as if she had thought of something. She bent down and the red T-shirt was taken off her body. At this time, she only had a white vest that she usually wore inside and the clothes wrapped around it. White bandage.

The silver-gray hair on that end had already been hit by the sea water because of her action, and when it fell down.

People only saw the young man, half-bent, with a beautiful back line and a T-shirt wrapped around the bomb. Then he stretched out his hand to pull the thing next to him, then swept his long legs and shouted: "Stand back!" "

Tick ​​tock.

Tick ​​tock.

The last five seconds.

The young man held the iron piece against his chest and exerted force on his feet. He heard a booming explosion, which sounded from mid-air, and then fell into the sea. The instigated waves and continuous explosions spread directly to the side of the ship.

That kind of impact hit the young man directly.

Just hear a bang!

As blood overflowed from the corner of the young man's mouth, the young man's whole body was shot into the bottom of the sea!

Sea water swept in from all directions.

After hearing the noise in the distance, Fan Jia turned his head and looked over, with a smile on his lips.

Z, let me see if you can continue to live this time.

How stupid to think of saving someone.

He even forgot that he was afraid of water, so why did he act like a hero?

Fan Jia reached out and turned the rudder again, speeding up the ship and buying time to disappear into the distant sea.

When the explosion goes off, everyone's ears ring.

There were also debris flying up, and the red T-shirt could be vaguely seen on the burned sea surface and had become flakes.

Someone was injured, it was inevitable. After all, this was a bomb, not a child's play.

Fortunately, the ship was not blown up, there were enough carriers waiting for rescue, and everyone was still alive, even if they were exhausted.

This made people who were reborn after the disaster shed tears.

The only thing missing was the young man who was half-bent, shaking his head, taking off his T-shirt, and wearing a mask on his face.

The air was quiet for a moment.

People look at me and I look at you, not knowing what to say at this time.

Or nothing is right.

It's wrong to treat that person as a criminal.

It's even more wrong for someone who doesn't know who has the biggest evil.

It's impossible not to feel guilty.

When the girl touched the blood on her hands, looked at the sea level, and shed tears in her eyes, she wanted the boy who decided to use his life to save them in that moment to come back.

A message to readers: I’ll have a meal first, and you guys go to bed first. When you wake up, we’ll see you tomorrow. OK, okay.