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Ah, ah, ah, ah—the disabled gunman opened his mouth and let out two strange monotonous screams. Outsiders had no idea what he meant. Xu Qing frowned and walked slowly towards the gunman. No matter what, he had to kill the person.
Catch it and hand it over to your senior brother. It has nothing to do with him what to do with it at that time.
The disabled gunman screamed twice more, with a few tears streaming from his eyes. He clasped the edge of the platform with both hands and pulled hard. With the force of the pull, he rushed forward, and the upper half of his body rushed out of the platform. His center of gravity was serious.
Unbalanced, the person fell downstairs.
The disabled gunman opened his mouth and let out a strange cry of despair, and closed his eyes with trembling. He thought that his body would fall rapidly and then be smashed into a meat pie. The pain should come very quickly!
The next second, the disabled gunman discovered a problem. His body did not seem to continue falling, but was suspended in the air. There was a clear feeling of congestion on his forehead. He opened his eyes suddenly and found that he was hanging head down in the air.
, the tight feeling coming from his waist made him couldn't help but force his chin to his chest. Soon he saw the young man who kicked his rifle away standing above him, holding the thick canvas belt around his waist.
Xu Qing picked up the gunman's belt and turned around to leave. However, he could not maintain the same high speed as when he came. He could only carry the person and move forward quickly. The disabled gunman had already recovered and started to open his mouth.
He screamed strangely and twisted his body vigorously, like a rabbit being held upside down by the waist and eyelids.
It was class time when he went upstairs. There was no one in the corridor. When he carried the gunman downstairs, he caught up with the recess. There were a lot of seniors and junior girls in the corridor. Xu Qing successfully carried the disabled gunman who was screaming strangely downstairs.
Attracting a lot of strange looks, these were nothing. The most unfortunate thing was that he saw Chang Huan walking out of the classroom on the side of the corridor.
Chang Huan saw Xu Qing carrying a big living person walking towards her at a glance. The expression on her face was slightly stagnant. Today she came here to help an English teacher who was on sick leave. Unexpectedly, she met Xu Qing.
Speaking of which, he is always involved in various violent incidents. He is really a troublesome master.
Xu Qing knew he couldn't hide, so he secretly tapped the Guanyuan point on the waist of the disabled gunman, making him completely quiet. He took a few strides and walked to Chang Huan. He smiled and started to fight on his own initiative.
Greeting: "Good tutoring!"
Chang Huan pointed at the gunman in his hand and asked in a low voice: "Who is this?" She still knew something about Xu Qing's character and knew that he was not a bad person and would not bully him for no reason.
Man, she wants to hear why.
Xu Qing's thoughts suddenly turned around and he quickly came up with an idea. He showed a wry smile and said: "This is Secretary He's friend. He asked me to take him to the top floor to have some fresh air. He has a hobby and likes to be carried upside down.
Walk along so that the blood can flow to your head as quickly as possible and feel comfortable."
"What Secretary He?" Chang Huan looked slightly surprised. She had been notified that city leaders would come to inspect the school today. That was why she was sent as a substitute teacher. Could it be that the Secretary He he mentioned was one of the leaders who came to inspect the school?
one?
Xu Qing took two steps forward and lowered his voice and said: "Municipal Party Secretary He Yibing, he is with Principal Gao now. I will take this friend with a special hobby there first, and I will definitely come to class tomorrow."
Chang Huan nodded and said, "Okay, if you have anything to do in advance, I will ask for leave for you." Although she felt a little strange in her heart, she still chose to believe in her students.
Xu Qing grinned and said, "Thank you, Coach Chang, I'll leave first." After saying that, he ignored the strange looks from around him and walked quickly to the stairs with the disabled gunman in his arms.
When they walked downstairs, they found two police cars parked. Hu Hanliang and several police officers were guarding the door of the teaching building. The semi-automatic rifle that had fallen into the trash can was picked out and Captain Hu held it in his hand.
Xu Qing carried the disabled gunman and walked straight to Hu Hanliang and whispered: "The gunman is a deaf-mute with a broken leg. You can find a way to find the guy who carried him to the rooftop. In addition, you must prevent the gunman from committing suicide. The rest is
Leave it to you."
Hu Hanliang chuckled and said: "With you here, things have become much easier. We can just tie up the finishing touches. By the way, Secretary He is waiting for you over at the No. 6 office building. I will report any progress in the case in time." After saying this, he waved.
Two police officers came and pointed at the unconscious gunman.
Xu Qing handcuffed him to two police officers, gently unlocked his Guanyuan points, and quickly left the door of the teaching building. He did not go to the No. 6 office building, but directly picked up his car and left the school.
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There is no conclusion yet on who was behind the shooting, but Xu Qing guessed that it must be related to the private mines. He Yibing's move to ban the private mines must have endangered the interests of some people. The other party was desperate to find a gunman to kill.
As a Xuanjing warrior, He Yibing should not lose his sense of crisis. It stands to reason that even if Xu Qing was not around to deal with such an attack just now, it would be a piece of cake. He is in a high position and has gradually lost the most basic thing as a warrior. Today's shooting
The incident can remind him that maybe a bad thing can turn into a good thing.
Xu Qing does not intend to intervene at this time, because he thinks that what he should do has been done, and it is better to keep an appropriate distance as much as possible from this official-minded senior brother. He is going to the original farmhouse now, and Laura will leave to return tomorrow.
The Alliance of Superpowers made an appointment to accompany her after school today, but because of the shooting incident, they simply skipped class and went to the appointment early.
Laura sat barefoot on a piece of terrazzo beside the False Dragon Pond, stirring the clear water with her toes. The water rippled in circles, but it could not take away the sadness in her heart. She was reluctant to leave, but
She had to leave because she was carrying too many people's hopes.
She didn’t know how long her toes had been soaking in the pool, and a layer of white skin had formed on her toes. Laura frowned slightly and looked at the water, feeling empty in her heart. She even thought about not leaving tomorrow, but she still had to
Leave, she doesn't belong here...
Buchi - a big carp seemed to be frightened by something underwater and jumped out of the water. Its golden scales shone under the refraction of the sun. When it turned into a ball of golden light and fell into the water, everything returned to peace.
"Dear boss, Laura can't bear to leave you!" Laura suddenly put her palms to her mouth and shouted toward the water, as if she wanted to use this shout to pour out all the melancholy in her heart.
"My dear, I really can't let you go! I can't let you go!" Shouts one after another surged over the pool. Laura was expressing the deep attachment and reluctance in her heart in her own way, unconsciously holding the palms around her mouth.
There was a hint of coolness along the edge, and tears covered both cheeks.
"If you can't bear it, just stay!" A familiar male voice came from behind. Laura shuddered and turned her head. She saw a cluster of red roses blooming like fire.