Well, it's okay if he doesn't point, but if he points to the guy opposite, it will explode.
He struggled to break free from his companion's hand and rushed towards Chen Yan, shouting: "I'm going to kill you——!"
boom!
Lu Xiaojun rushed out and bumped into the opponent's chest.
The goods flew immediately.
Yes, even if he was at the same level as Lu Xiaojun, or even a little higher than him, he still wouldn't be able to withstand this collision.
The next second, Kan Muqing was behind Lu Xiaojun, grabbed his shoulder, and then threw the calf's head behind him with a flick of his hand.
At this time, several other Xi tribesmen also seemed to want to rush here.
But before they could even lift their feet, they saw salespeople from various convenience stores around the square rushing out almost at the same time, pulling out laser assault rifles from behind as if by magic.
He pointed the gun at those people and shouted: "This is a public safety area, please stop dangerous actions immediately, otherwise the right to fire will be exercised!"
Depend on!
It turns out they are all armed robots.
Only then did Chen Yan understand why he wanted to make them real people. He did not want to destroy the harmonious and loving atmosphere here.
Because in other places, the appearance features of armed robots are obvious, and the weapon systems must also be exposed.
This can act as a deterrent.
At this time, the teachers from the West Campus arrived.
In fact, they were only a few steps slower than Chen Yan and the others, but they didn't expect that an accident happened right under their noses.
At this moment, they quickly stopped those people, and then a teacher hugged the student named Pete.
Yes, even though he was knocked to pieces, he still staggered and rushed towards this side. At this moment, he shouted again: "Chen Yan, I'm going to kill you!"
"Damn it, I have no grievances against you, why are you killing me?" Chen Yan shouted at the top of his voice.
When he shouted, everyone on the other side was stunned.
Well, who made his Spanish pronunciation so standard and noble?
And it sounds like this: "Dad has no grudge against you, why are you killing me?"
"You killed my father and you still say you have no revenge?"
"Father, father?" Chen Yan was stunned, thinking when did I kill your biological father? Even your father is...
Depend on!
Isn't this guy Pique's son?
Chen Yan was stunned.
No wonder it looks familiar, I dare say...
If you look at it carefully, you should be right.
This guy's facial features, hair color and even eye color are exactly the same as Pique's.
But that guy Pique seems to be not even forty yet. How come he has such an old son?
How did Chen Yan know that Pique got married at the age of eighteen?
The following year I gave birth to this son, who is now sixteen years old.
"Yes, my father is Piqué Castleman! I am his only son, Peter Castleman! Chen Yan, if you dare, fight to the death with me now!"
OK!
Chen Yan nodded immediately.
If I don’t kill you now, why don’t I wait for you to be fattened up?
But as soon as he raised his feet, his arm was grabbed by Kan Muqing.
At the same time, the armed robots also turned their guns and shouted: "Stand where you are and don't move!"
"Chen Yan, don't be ridiculous!" Kan Muqing's tone was a little nervous and a little depressed at the same time.
"What nonsense?" Chen Yan glared, "It's you who are here! You know clearly that this guy has a grudge against me, but you still let him come here, are you deliberately looking for trouble?"
This voice not only made Kan Muqing speechless, but also made several teachers opposite him look ashamed.
Yes, they also felt that it was inappropriate to do so, but who asked Luo Kai to handle all the enrollment matters alone?
Until the enrollment is completed and the student list is distributed.
I just told everyone that there are two people here who are enemies, and you need to pay attention to their movements at all times.
Teachers are actually troubled by this kind of thing the most.
Although various security measures are in place in the college, you should be afraid of just in case.
Especially this kind of revenge for killing his father, anyone would do everything possible to avenge him.
The result was that Chen Yan had just arrived and bumped into Peter. Fortunately, the teachers were all here, otherwise someone would have been lying dead by now...
Ahem!
Suddenly there was a cough from behind.
You don't need to look back to know that Director Tracy has arrived.
"Chen Yan, remember the oath you just swore. Here, all hatred must be put aside and all grudges must be shelved. If you can't do it, you can go back now." The old lady's voice was not loud, but it was very powerful. Weight.
Of course, this was not just for Chen Yan. At this time, her eyes turned to Peter again.
Then he said in Spanish: "The same goes for you. If you can't do it, go back to your Castleman Empire now."
Peter suddenly went limp like a deflated rubber ball.
And Chen Yan had nothing to say.
What to say?
If I go back, will you give me a refund?
If the old lady cheats and says she won't retreat, then that's a big deal.
Ahem!
Cui Xi coughed again, and Kan Muqing quickly grabbed Chen Yan, turned around and walked into the east courtyard.
The teacher opposite immediately dragged Peter away, and in the blink of an eye, calm returned to the public area.
The armed robots put away their laser assault rifles at the same time and walked to their respective work stations one by one.
Trish took out her handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then muttered softly: "This Dean Luo, all he cares about is money, and the college's signboard has almost been smashed by him..."
Kan Muqing's hands were so strong that Chen Yan couldn't struggle at all.
I was dragged into the east courtyard gate with my feet almost off the ground. When I walked in, I saw, darling, what a big place.
If there is a big square outside, then it is a small square inside.
It doesn't look like a college, more like a casual gathering place.
Yes, there are comfortable seats everywhere you look.
Some formed a circle, and it looked like at least a dozen people could sit down at the same time.
Some are facing each other in twos and threes.
Convenient for one-to-one or one-on-one in-depth communication.
The surrounding walls are lined with rows of bookshelves, standing almost twenty meters high.
The bookshelves are full of all kinds of books.
Well, paper books!
This is rarely seen nowadays.
For people with brain-computer chips, there is no need to use hands at all to read.
Without a brain-computer chip, I can only read e-books on my mobile phone.
So Chen Yan feels very shocked now.
If this is a fire...
"This is our leisure area and a place for reading." Kan Muqing spoke, and at the same time released his hand holding Chen Yan's arm, "The books on the bookshelf are all related to Dong tribe mythology, and they have been classified in very detail , you can find the book you want to read on it at any time.”
After a pause, she added: "Of course, sometimes teachers will have classes here, answer some questions from students, or just chat. So starting from tomorrow, this will be the busiest place in the East Campus. "
"Oh..." Chen Yan nodded slightly, his expression seemed a little dissociated.
Well, he is still thinking about setting fire to the book...
"Follow me!" Kan Muqing walked forward, passed through the leisure area, and came to the door of a classroom.
This classroom is very large and has a staircase.
The arrangement of seats is all in the ancient Dong nationality pattern, with one seat per person.
The seat is a futon.
There is a low-legged wooden table placed in front of the futon. On each table are placed the Four Treasures of the Study and a stack of snow-white rice paper.
So at first glance, I was hit by a bookish and inky atmosphere.
The podium is also a short wooden table, but wider.
The futon at the back also looks slightly taller.
Moreover, there are three podiums, lined up side by side, only two or three meters apart from each other.
It seems that sometimes there are three teachers teaching together, which is quite interesting.
