The national school idol is a girl

"Boss, people are here!"

One of the people in the school bus turned sideways and looked out the door.

The person lying there turned sideways and looked at the roof of the car: "Go and check to see if it is fake."

"Fake?" The man was obviously confused by the environment and couldn't change his mind.

In fact, at this time, everyone is under pressure.

Whether it's the people being surrounded or those stationed over there.

"The police are fake." The injured man narrowed his eyes: "If so, kill them directly and use a child to give them a warning."

"Okay." The man was about to take a step.

"Wait a minute, take a look on the way out to see if there are any special forces around here."

"Boss, I've seen this. There are no special forces. There are a lot of armed police. It seems they don't want us to leave."

"It's better to say that if you don't, please pay attention to your surroundings. If you see any signs of it, pull back."

"yes."

Everyone knows that the biggest worry at this time is the appearance of a sniper.

But at such a distance, he is not a sharpshooter, and he will not do anything to them.

They had already taken this into consideration when they picked a spot to park.

The most important thing is that the doctor doesn't look like a policeman pretending to be a police officer.

The gangster holding the gun lowered his head, and his fierce eyes met the man in the white coat.

"Where's the medicine!" Even his voice was filled with excitement.

I saw the man in the white coat trembled a little, and even stammered when he spoke: "Here, here."

After speaking, Bo Jiu lifted the toolbox in his hand upwards.

The gangster was holding a child in his left hand to prevent any special situation from happening.

He used the muzzle of his gun to flick around a few things in the box. Apart from the syringe, it was just gauze and some medicine.

"Boss, there is no gun, it seems real."

Another person is responsible for reporting the situation.

"See if he has headphones on his ears." The man's breathing hurt, and when his voice came out, it was very faint.

Of course Bo Jiu heard it, but at this time he pretended not to hear it and continued there, his fingers trembling.

The moment the gangster raised his gun.

Everyone held their breath.

Because the position where he raised the gun was aimed at Bo Jiu's head.

The prince's teeth hurt from clenching them.

The members of the action team tightened their grip on their guns.

Many people thought that the Boss would not be able to resist shooting. After all, no one knew what the gangster wanted to do!

But it was at this time.

The boy in the white coat stepped back heavily, and then squatted on the ground as if he was frightened, holding his head with both hands.

"Wait a minute! Sign number 10!"

Others can't see it, but people holding sniper guns can see it. Although they are holding their heads, it is indeed a gesture.

Why can't they understand just the gestures?

Is this a military gesture?

What do you mean, the index finger is bent forward?

Everyone who does tasks knows that when you are performing tasks, you will not make any meaningless actions.

So the boy's actions must have meaning, but they really can't understand what the meaning is!

A gesture unique to the Army?

It’s hard to tell how many overseas missions magicians and hunters have done.

But there is one person who knows.

Inexplicably, the prince standing under the tree had this idea.

He always felt that the big devil hiding on the branch of the tree would know what that gesture meant.

I don’t know why, it just feels like this.

In fact, Qin Mo did know.

That's the gesture someone often makes during team qualifying, walking around the grass, and then...attacking!