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Chapter 352: Help

A few minutes later.

Orshiga sorted out her and Axl's opinions, and then told the others on the school bus.

But everyone just thought it was a joke and didn't take it seriously.

In response, Orshika could only shrug her shoulders helplessly.

So the school bus started to move forward crookedly.

Half an hour passed.

In the school bus, head coach Axl is constantly trying to use telephones, radios, walkie-talkies and other means to contact the outside world.

"Hello, hello, hello? Is there anyone there? Hello?..."

The signal is always intermittent.

Even the radio channels that were accessible just now can only receive periods of noise.

The electronic signal seemed to have been interfered with by some force.

After hanging up the communicator angrily, Axl scratched his head helplessly: "Damn it! We seem to have completely lost contact with the outside world..."

The other people in the school bus didn't take it seriously at first.

But at this moment, I felt something strange more or less, so I took out my mobile phone one after another and tried to make a call.

In the end, none of them succeeded.

Everyone's phone number cannot be called.

Everyone began to feel uneasy in their hearts.

After all, what age is this?

As long as it's not a no-man's land, there will be some signal anyway.

A certain black guy couldn't help but sigh:

"Hey! Guys!

The car suddenly had a flat tire, all mobile phones had no signal, and there were no pedestrians around...

This special situation seems to be the exclusive beginning of horror movies in movies, right?

I feel like this smell is really wrong, should we run away quickly?"

After hearing this, another boy said with an unhappy face:

"Shet! Shut up!

Otherwise, I guarantee that you will definitely be the first to die!"

"Why so grumpy? I'm just telling the truth and...oh, my kidneys..."

Before he finished speaking, a student sitting next to the black boy gave him an elbow!

Feeling the increasingly heavy atmosphere inside the school bus, the cheerleader couldn't help but ask Orshiga sitting next to her:

"Just now, you and the coach really didn't lie?

Is there really something targeting us?"

After Orshiga smiled casually at her, she replied truthfully: "There is no need for the two of us to lie about this kind of thing, right?"

Then, Orshiga ignored the other person's changing expression, turned to the students around him and asked: "Who has a notepad and pen?"

A brown-haired girl, after hearing this, immediately responded: "I have it here."

Then he took out a palm-sized notepad and a pen from his backpack.

"Thanks."

After taking the things, Orshika tore off two pieces of paper and folded them into hollow paper containers.

He once again asked everyone in the car: "Is there anyone here who is a virgin? It is best to be a Christian believer."

Faced with this somewhat embarrassing question, everyone in the school bus immediately expressed silence.

In this open country, after reaching a certain age, there are basically only a few options for the reason why you are still young, and among them there are three main ones:

Too ugly, too poor, faith.

Seeing that no one answered his question, Orshiga comforted him casually: "Don't be shy, now is your time to play your role~"

After a few seconds, a boy wearing glasses raised his hand with an awkward look:

"I am a virgin, and the whole family is a believer in Christianity..."

Hearing this, Orshijia's eyes lit up and she nodded with great satisfaction: "Very good, I am looking for a talent like you!"

Then he walked up to the other party and said, "Now, please extend your hand."

"?"

Although I was very confused in my heart.

But the boy wearing glasses still stretched out his hand.

The next moment, he saw Orshika holding something at an extremely fast speed and scratching his palm.

Before he could react, some blood flowed out instantly and flowed into the paper container in Orshika's hand.

Only then did he feel an obvious sense of pain, and suddenly he covered his palms in fear and screamed loudly:

"oh!

my god!

What have you done! Damn it..."

While he was speaking, a lot of bright red blood flowed out of his palms.

Putting away the darts in his hand, Orshika said calmly:

"Don't panic, it's just a wound three centimeters long and half a centimeter deep. Just apply some alcohol..."

Then, he said to a dumbfounded teacher beside him: "Don't you have a medical kit in your car? Give him a bandage."

When the teacher faced this situation, his brain was a little unable to react, and he had no idea what Orshiga wanted to do.

A boy with a bad temper and a particularly strong figure could no longer bear it.

Angrily, he stood up from his seat and shouted: "What on earth do you want to do!"

While speaking, he stretched out his thick arm and tried to hold down Orshika.

The next second.

Amid the shocked gazes of the others, Orshika faced him with a roundhouse kick.

He kicked the opponent until he spun around five or six times before falling to the ground with dancing joy.

Ignoring the opponent who was struggling to get up, Orshiga calmly sat back in his seat: "Don't make trouble, I am saving your lives..."

After finishing speaking, under the gaze of others.

He squeezed the ink from the pen into the paper container filled with blood, shook them until they were uniform, and then used the pen to suck the liquid in as ink.

Then, he started writing something on the notepad.

After a few minutes, looking at the fonts on the notepad that looked like they were printed by a printer, and what Orshiga was writing, the cheerleader next to him unconsciously smacked his mouth.

Feeling that the content looked familiar, she asked, "Are you writing the Bible from memory?"

Orshika, who was writing something, replied without raising his head: "Yes, a certain chapter of the Bible."

Not long after, he took the notepad filled with Bible content, walked up to the man with glasses who had been cut by him, and ordered:

"Recite the content above with your most pious attitude."

The bespectacled man, who had just bandaged his injury, was already resentful when faced with this sudden order, and immediately wanted to rebuff Orshiga!

However, when facing Orshika's very calm gaze, he looked at the person who was still suffering from back pain after receiving a roundhouse kick.

The bespectacled man's thoughts have changed. After all, you shouldn't care too much in life:

"...Okay, I'll read it."

As the above content was continuously recited, the bespectacled man's mentality began to change involuntarily, and his expression slowly became solemn.

There was an inexplicable solemn feeling on his face, as if he was in a solemn church.

Orshiga said to Axl: "Now, try again to see if there is a signal."

After hearing this, Axl looked at the student who was reciting the Bible, and then dialed the communicator on the school bus again with doubts.

"Zi~~~di...this is the Chisel County Police Department. How can I help you?"

Along with a short burst of electricity, a middle-aged man's voice appeared.

Everyone in the car immediately showed surprise!

Axl said hurriedly:

"This is the Grint High School basketball team!

Our tires were damaged!

We are now stuck on Route 9, please come quickly and help us!"

Hearing this, the receptionist at the police station opposite immediately grasped the key information:

"Man-made destruction??

Please tell me the specific situation..."

Before he could finish speaking.

"Bang!"

The next second, an unknown object instantly broke through the window of the school bus and penetrated directly into the intercom.

The call will be disconnected immediately!

Faced with this situation, Axl did not dare to hesitate and threw himself directly around the bunker in the school bus, shouting loudly to the others:

"Attack!

Damn it!

Hide quickly!"

Inside the school bus, there was chaos immediately, and everyone hid their heads and shrank.

In this regard, the residents of capitalism are very experienced. After all, there are anti-terrorism dramas every year.


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