"Hey, you're still a germophobe." The old dog teased Tang Zheng, lifting up the hem of his vest. There was a black-plated pistol stuck in his pants, and the threat was self-evident.
"Is this your bitch?" Tang Zheng nodded his chin.
Following the old dog were six boys, all wearing vests and shorts, carrying sticks they got from the school security room, staring at Tang Zheng fiercely.
"Don't move." The old dog suddenly drew his gun and aimed it at Tang Zheng before laughing wildly, "Haha, are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? You saw that I had a weapon and you didn't take precautions?"
"This gun is really good, but the armed police should use the Type 03 assault rifle, right? Based on my years of experience playing Call of Duty, this thing should be a German standard rifle." A boy walked towards Tang Zheng with an envious face and reached out to grab him.
The belt of the rifle, "If you don't let go, you don't have any eyesight."
The students who were fighting for food saw the commotion and stayed away, fearing that they would be affected.
"Go, search yourself, and bring the gun." The old dog thought that Tang Zheng had been caught, and glanced at Fang Zhiwen with confidence, "Move gently, don't scare the girl."
"It's good to get used to it first. Anyway, the shock will be even greater later." Six thugs surrounded him, their slippers drooping on the ground, making a slapping sound.
These guys ridiculed Tang Zheng and teased Fang Zhiwen unscrupulously. It was obvious that they did this for a long time, and even extended their big hands to Bai Fumei's breasts.
Fang Zhiwen hid behind Tang Zheng.
"Brother Dog, don't be angry. If you have something to say, please speak it up." Zhang Jin wisely did not speak, but Zhou Qijun was more loyal. Remembering Tang Zheng's favor of saving him, he begged the old dog for mercy.
"Go away, you have no business talking about this." The old dog scolded and lightly kicked Zhou Qijun's thigh, "It's none of your business, take your share of food and leave quickly."
The old dog knows when enough is enough. If he also violently oppresses students at the same school, he will definitely cause trouble.
"Brother Tang, don't be impulsive." Liu Wei wanted to help, but she didn't dare to speak and was so anxious that she burst into tears.
Bang, Tang Zheng held the hand that was touching Fang Zhiwen, then flew up and kicked the boy who was grabbing the gun belt in the stomach. The guy was like a sandbag, he was kicked into the air, and then he stood up straight with a bang.
He fell flat to the ground and howled in pain.
"Do you want to die?" the old dog cursed, "Didn't you see my pistol? That woman, don't move, or I'll kill you."
Qian Ping already disliked Tang Zheng, so he pulled out the stick from behind, flicked his wrist, swung it long, stepped in front of him, and was about to slap him on the head and face.
Liu Wei screamed and didn't dare to look anymore.
Tang Zheng's right hand, with a trace of afterimage, pinched Qian Ping's wrist, squeezed it hard, and with a click, crushed it into a pulverized fracture.
Qian Ping screamed and could no longer hold the stick.
Tang Zheng caught the falling stick smoothly, pulled his arm, and with the sound of tearing wind, the alloy swing hit Qian Ping's nose, leaving a purple scar.
Qian Ping fell to the ground, and his nosebleeds surged out like a flood. His nose bone was shattered, and there was no possibility of repairing it in his life.
"Stop!" Lao Gou didn't want to waste bullets at first, but when he saw that Tang Zheng was too tough, he subconsciously pulled the trigger.
Phew, the stick was thrown by Tang Zheng, hitting the old dog directly on the wrist and breaking several fingers.
Bang, a bullet missed and hit the ribs of a loser. The guy groaned and fell to the ground, his clothes quickly soaked with blood.
When the onlookers saw the death, they immediately hid in the rooms on both sides of the corridor.
Tang Zheng punched out with his right fist and broke the jaw of the boy who wanted to take advantage of Fang Zhiwen. As for the others, their injuries were much lighter.
"Kill him." The old dog roared, his face distorted, he endured the severe pain and squatted down, picking up the gun with his left hand.
Tang Zheng knocked the sixth boy over, stepped forward, raised his right foot, and made a fierce kick.
Bang, the big foot hit the old dog's cheek first, and then hit his head hard against the wall.
The old dog fainted directly, and his blood was sprinkled on the wall, like a blooming Impressionist flower.
Zhang Jin and Zhou Qijun were dumbfounded. They didn't expect that Tang Zheng would let go of nine people, including Qian Ping, just after they met.
"Brother Tang, are you too tough?" Zhou Qijun was surprised. These guys were not good at school. They had fought countless times. He once saw five of them holding bats and chasing more than a dozen people.
I ran away with my head in my arms, but I didn't expect that I would be vulnerable to Tang Zheng.
"Watch out for what are you doing? In my eyes, you are just scum with less than five combat abilities." Tang Zheng kicked the old dog in the head, saw that he fainted, and shouted to the students, "
Go get a bucket of water and wake him up."
The Type 92 fell to the ground and no one dared to pick it up.
"Qijun, take it." Tang Zheng picked up the pistol, checked it briefly, and after making sure it was ready for use, he threw it to Zhou Qijun.
"Brother Tang." Zhou Qijun was like grabbing this hot potato, excited and worried at the same time.
"Afraid of retaliation? You are a man." Tang Zheng snorted, "What happened to your eyes? Don't tell me that you dropped them yourself."
"Brother Tang, from today on, I will follow you." Zhou Qijun gritted his teeth, suddenly walked up to the old dog, and kicked him twice in the chest.
"Brother Tang, you're worried about me." Liu Wei also ran over, hugged Tang Zheng and showed her hospitality.
A student who had been bullied and felt unbalanced brought a large bucket of cold water over. Without waiting for Tang Zheng's instructions, he poured it on the old dog's head, and then spat on him.
The students looked at Tang Zheng who had defeated the old dog and didn't know what to do?
"Where did you put the supplies?" Tang Zheng's words made the students who were whispering prick up their ears.
"I've finished eating." The old dog stared at Tang Zheng fiercely, with a fierce attitude, "I failed today, if you dare, kill me!"
"Wouldn't it be too cheap to kill you? Looking at your face glowing with food, how could you not leave some supplies?" Tang Zheng sneered, "The feeling of oppressing others is wonderful, right?"
The old dog snorted and rolled his eyes wildly, thinking about a way to get out of trouble. However, in front of the students, he couldn't lose face and begged for mercy, so he gave his subordinates a look.
"Any requests can be easily discussed. Let's find a room to discuss in detail."
Tang Zheng shook his head, suddenly pulled out the M9 from behind, and fired three rounds at the old dog.
Shooting at close range, the 9mm warhead was so powerful that it directly broke the old dog's hands and right foot, causing pieces of meat to fly.
The old dog screamed, and the other students were frightened by the bloody scene and turned pale.
"I don't have time to talk to you about your requirements, Qijun, find a room and throw them in." As early as when the old dog fired the gun, Tang Zheng sentenced this guy to death. He didn't kill him in front of him because he didn't want the students.
He was too panicked. He lost too much blood anyway and he was dead.
"He will die." Zhang Jin advised.
"He forced you to draw lots to find food, and many people were killed indirectly." Tang Zheng kicked Qian Ping, "Tell me where the old dog hides the food, or you will go and keep him company."
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"Don't kill me, I said." Qian Ping endured the severe pain and showed the place where the old dog hid the food.
Some students' eyes flickered and they wanted to leave to get food.
"Zhou Qijun, from now on, follow Zhiwen's orders." Tang Zheng pulled Bai Fumei in front of him, "Go and count the number of people and supplies, and then bring them over."
"No problem, I promise to complete the mission." Fang Zhiwen was still a little nervous. This was killing people, not in a game.
"You guys stay, I want to ask some questions." Tang Zheng dialed the number again, but it still didn't work. The same was true for his parents, which made him worried.
Although some characters and buildings are almost the same as those in the real world, Tang Zheng always feels that he is still in a game or a parallel world.
"How could the conquerors let the world fall so quickly?" Tang Zheng asked in detail and finally discovered some anomalies.
"What do you think the female anchor of the satellite TV station is called?" Tang Zheng was going to the TV station, so he naturally asked about this question, "Shouldn't it be Su Huilan? The one who hosts the lifestyle channel and is very friendly to the people!"
"You must have remembered it wrong. It's Su Huixin, a beautiful host in our province. She is a household name. It is said that CCTV also invited her to host an economic program. By the way, she also acted in a Republic of China drama before. How could I remember that?
wrong."
Several girls were chattering, talking about Su Huixin's resume. She was born in a rural area. She relied on hard work to get from local TV to provincial TV. This kind of story of a crow turning into a phoenix is naturally something that Liu Wei and all the girls look forward to.
So I will definitely not remember it wrong.
"Of course I won't remember it wrong." Tang Zheng was a little relieved. It seems that the world he is in now is a parallel plane. Although many places have the same names as people, some details are also surprising.
"Brother Tang, where will you sleep at night?" A girl wearing a tank top approached Tang Zheng and struck up a conversation, "I'll clean your room and find a bedding on the way!"
"Brother Tang, you're welcome. Thanks to you, we don't have to be squeezed by the old dog. We haven't had anything to eat for several days." The speaker was a girl with an oval face named Li Shuang, who looked a bit like Fan Bingbing with eyelashes.
For a long time, her eyes subconsciously drifted to the travel bag Liu Wei was holding. There was still a small amount of food in it. The exposed can made her swallow a mouthful of saliva involuntarily.
When the girls mentioned being hungry, their stomachs growled and they all felt a little embarrassed.
"Has the city not yet cut off water and electricity? Does anyone have a map of this city? Bring one over." Tang Zheng walked to a lower bunk. He was about to take a rest, but he saw that there were still women's underwear and stockings on it, so he moved it.
I got a stool and went to the corridor.
"It's okay. You can sit down. Don't tell me they are dead. Even if they are here, it's okay to give up the bed and let Brother Tang sleep for the night." Li Shuang had a look and hurriedly ran to the bed, picked up the clothes and stuffed them.
When we got under the bed, "Apart from the dust, it was very clean."
"Brother Tang, this is the map you want." A boy handed over the map. There was a large area that was at least black. It was obvious that someone had poured rice and soup on it.
"Thank you." With the dim light, Tang Zheng determined the location of the TV station, and then found that there was a slight difference from the location in his impression. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)