At four-thirty in the afternoon, the afterglow of the setting sun shone slantingly on the square outside the gate of No. 1 Middle School.
I saw a group of security personnel standing outside the gate of No. 1 Middle School. They looked solemn and stood straight. They were all retired soldiers and their quality was very good.
Today is the Art Festival, and most of the people in City W who are worthy of publicity have come to visit, so security measures have been increased. After all, if something happens today, it will be difficult for everyone.
As the sun sets in the west, dozens of security personnel move around seemingly randomly, but they are dispersed throughout the square in an orderly manner, effectively monitoring the surrounding areas. In terms of time, the art at this time
The festival is coming to an end, and many of the big names who are just going through the motions have already left. However, these security personnel are still performing their duties diligently, and in less than half an hour, the people inside will swarm out. At this time, the order
It must be properly maintained to avoid any trouble.
From time to time, students who leave early come out of the open school door. If you look closely, you will find that there are several people with travel bags near a small shop opposite the school, and they are constantly looking at leaving the school.
students, and each one seemed to have a photo in their hands, as if they were looking for someone...
"People haven't come out yet!"
"How can a run-down school have such comprehensive security measures? If we try to force our way in, it will definitely cause a sensation. When the time comes, the Chinese public security special police and the Longteng Organization will be alerted, and we will have to explain everything here."
"Don't worry, if the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up. There are three members of the Special Forces Team Heaven's Punishment accompanying us this time. Among them, Boss Ya is a B-level superpower. You can rest assured. Do your part.
That’s it.”
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The exchange is still going on. These are all killers in the organization, and they are famous in the dark world. Zhao Kai in his previous life was also one of them. And there are obviously a lot of people coming this time, there are actually twenty people.
The heavy weapons in their travel bags are extremely lethal.
At this time, the main protagonist, Zhao Kai, was sitting in Studio Hall No. 1 on campus, watching the program on the stage. Qu Feiyan and Cheng Yi were sitting next to Zhao Kai, one on the left and the other on the right.
The art festival is coming to an end, and it's almost time for the finale. However, this finale is a bit surprising to Zhao Kai, because the silly girl Xia Qianhui's guqin solo is ranked in this position, which is really unimaginable. Perhaps one of the
She has a relationship with her father Xia Jinlong. But more or less, she herself has worked hard to practice in recent times.
The result of the guqin. There is another reason that Zhao Kai did not expect. After the Biqin incident, the guqin master Qian Bing wanted to accept Qu Feiyan as his disciple like crazy. However, after Qu Feiyan refused, he
His eyes turned to Xia Qianhui. He unexpectedly found that Xia Qianhui was also a talent. With his full recommendation, he got the result he has today.
The piece Xia Qianhui played today was "Drunk Fishing and Singing Late".
The bright moon is shining in the same sky. The floating house and the house are afraid of being twilight; the drunken eyes are cold and looking at the busy city; the smoke is old, who can cause troubles.
Zhao Kai closed his eyes and listened, feeling that this girl played really well. Qu Feiyan, everyone on the side, also nodded and murmured softly: "It feels like a proud smoke, Sister Qianhui played well today." The audience present was also very impressed.
Appreciate it and be intoxicated by the melodious sound of the piano.
In order to avoid chaos and the mixing of dangerous elements, the rules of today's art festival are that only people are allowed in and no one is allowed to leave, which also facilitates personnel investigation.
In a corner of City No. 1 Middle School, Crow, dressed in black, and two other supernatural beings were quietly hiding in the darkness. No one noticed how they slipped in.
"Ma Dan, why are there still people with super powers here today?" one of the middle-aged men complained.
Crow also had a gloomy face, and he said solemnly: "It's from the Soaring Dragon Organization. Fortunately, there is only one person, and the fluctuation of his superpower is only C level. But the worst thing is, it seems that he has already noticed it.
It would be difficult if he was allowed to contact other people from the Soaring Dragon Organization. The mission of killing Lord Bing would definitely not be possible.
Allow failure, things have reached this point, we have no other choice, immediately contact the killers outside and let them carry out a strong attack to attract attention. We must find this person named Zhao Kai in the shortest possible time, who can capture him alive
It's best to leave, but if that doesn't work, Master Bingsha has told you not to kill without mercy."
"Yes!" Another young man with yellow hair responded, and then took out a special communication device from his arms to contact all the killer members of the organization lurking outside.
The twenty organized killers lurking around outside No. 1 Middle School received orders at once.
"Hey, what about you guys? If you want to enter No. 1 Middle School, please show your ID." A security guard at the gate shouted loudly as he looked at several men walking towards him.
Seeing that the men were still walking straight past him without paying attention, the security guard increased his volume and prepared to shout again. At the same time, he cautiously placed his right hand on the electric baton at his waist.
But before he could say anything, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He looked down subconsciously and saw bright red blood flowing out, which immediately spread on the blue and white uniform. His consciousness began to blur.
However, his many years of experience as a soldier made him much better physically than ordinary people. He finally shouted out before fainting: "There is an enemy..."
Although the sound stopped suddenly, it also attracted the attention of other security personnel.
In fact, these killers can handle it more cleanly, and they can completely prevent the security guard from shouting. However, since the order from above is to attack to create momentum and attract firepower, naturally there is no need to worry so much. Just kill them. Ordinary
In fact, most of the peripheral killers still act as mercenaries in the international arena, being bloodthirsty and loving money. The same is true for this group of people raised by the organization.
Fortunately, it was in the evening at this time, and there were relatively few people from outside China, but it still caused quite a stir. After all, there were many shops nearby, and there were also some passers-by. After seeing the blood, these people subconsciously
They just screamed and ran away, and a very small number of people tremblingly took out their mobile phones and chose to call the police.
Daxiong was the leader of the peripheral assassins this time. After casually knocking out a security guard, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, enjoying the feeling very much.
At this time, Zhao Kai in Studio 1 suddenly frowned. At this time, the stage was replaced by the final chorus. The sound was very noisy, but Zhao Kai was still aware of the movement outside the school. He turned to Qu Feiyan.
He and Cheng Yi said softly: "Follow me later and don't get lost. Let's go backstage to find Xia Qianhui right now."
Seeing Zhao Kai's serious expression, Qu Feiyan and Cheng Yi knew that the matter was not simple, and they both nodded solemnly.)
