Unlike Qin Li's confrontation with the mysterious black gunman just now, this narrow encounter ended unusually early.
Lancelot himself is relatively calm, but not everyone is as good as him.
The backbone of the left-behind monitoring and dispatching room this time, except for Lancelot and a fourth-year girl, are all fresh and fresh second-year students. They usually seem to have excellent abilities and are able to do their jobs with ease. Now it seems that the second-year students are second-year students. Grades and various abnormal courses arranged by the school are still necessary.
For example, this one now has the honor to be the second Indonesian girl to fall in the group of five, that is, the daredevil who was looking around frequently just now. After searching for Qin Li many times to no avail, he also ignored Lancelot's gesture in his hurry. After hinting with his eyes, he was successfully shot in the head by Qin Li.
Lancelot didn't have time to feel sorry for his own people. With this shot, he more or less found Qin Li's hiding place and was carefully observing how to get him out.
Suddenly, something happened that made the remaining people even more panicked.
The Indonesian girl had completely passed out. As a result, gunfire rang out again in the already quiet ground floor.
"boom!"
There was a white mark on the yellow-haired man's face just now, and his head bounced to the side and hit the girl's foot.
"Hiss——" The two people except Lancelot took a breath of cold air. This was too amazing, and it also had a last-ditch attack.
Lancelot's eyes were fixed on the two members, and he suppressed the anger in his heart. This boy playing with the sickle was just here to humiliate them!
"What's the point of hiding in the dark and firing cold guns?" Lancelot said disdainfully, his blue eyes extremely cold.
"Yes, but this is what I just learned from your association. I am learning and applying it now." Qin Li's voice came from above their heads.
"Abbas!" Lancelot shouted. The dark boy named Abbas Abdullah suddenly raised his gun and fired at a load-bearing pillar. Lancelot took the opportunity to approach the pillar and quickly He ran over, kicked up, pulled a corner with his hand and turned it up. He happened to see Qin Li holding his mouth, knocked Abbas unconscious with a hammer, and shot two more shots at Abbas and the other one. A girl who has experience but was disturbed by the previous atmosphere.
Lancelot was so shocked that he stopped and didn't get closer to Qin Li. Abbas and the girl's skills were not bad, but Qin Li... seemed to be above them in both reaction and speed!
From when Lancelot shouted to when Abbas fell to the ground, it took Abbas one second to raise his gun and shoot, and it took Qin Li three seconds to throw the hammer to kill him and the girl.
Now, this monster-like young boy casually checked the revolver in his hand without even looking at Lancelot, "Ah, one, two, three, four, one more round, there is no bullet left." Qin Li's voice was low, he closed the gun again, squatted down and put the gun on the ground.
Lancelot's heart brightened, not bad! He had calculated correctly, he was indeed short of bullets! The hammer was also thrown down. With a sickle and a long blunt knife, there was nothing that could be done to Lancelot who had a gun.
As long as he pulls the trigger now.
"You have to pull the trigger." Qin Li tilted his head and glanced at the handsome French guy with blond hair and blue eyes.
He asked so suddenly that Lancelot was stunned again.
In this stunned moment, Qin Li kicked his foot forward and almost rushed towards Lancelot. A fist, caught off guard, was branded on his noble face without any reservation. .
"What?..." Lancelot was confused.
"A war is never tiring of deceit. My sister said that you have to strike first, regardless of your politeness." Qin Li turned around, wrapped the sickle around his wrist, pressed lightly, and hit the acupuncture point. Lancelot instinctively withdrew his hand. Since there was no chance to use a gun, I had to use the fastest speed to engage in hand-to-hand combat.
Lancelot calmly followed Qin Li's attack. Qin Li waved the sickle with one hand, so fast that he made a buzzing sound. Lancelot used the basic fighting skills taught in the academy to dodge him. He put his five fingers together and moved at any time. With the hand ready to poke his acupuncture points, Qin Li combined Tai Chi with sword skills, sometimes advancing and sometimes detouring. Lancelot finally felt more at ease. In this case, it only takes a while...
Qin Li's half-closed eyes suddenly gleamed. He mobilized all his body's functions and strength and raised his hand——
Jumping skills, TOBIKOMI WAZA
Lancelot, who had already taken the opportunity to make a fist and strike, was shocked. Unexpectedly, Qin Li took advantage of his attack and used his body's instinctive reaction to make the best response to dodge and strike again. Just like the true meaning of the jumping attack, the instinct is The reaction speed is improved, and the reaction time is improved. In the opponent's unexpected reaction time, he can counterattack without any hesitation.
How many years of hard work and talent do you need to be able to use ordinary basic moves to produce such effects?
Qin Li didn't jump very high. He used his knees to coordinate with the sickle in his hand, performing a one-step move!
Lancelot was a vice-president after all. He raised his foot to block the situation and kicked the sickle away with some risk. Qin Li suddenly took out his other hand, grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and followed with his other foot. Then, he calculated the right time to kick Lancelot on the noble chest. Qin Li held the sword high, using the most basic swordsmanship, the most perfect body strength, the solid handle and knees to give Lancelot the final blow. With one blow, he fainted.
Qin Li held the knife and looked around. He stood there for a long time. He...
He gestured "Oh yeah!"
Looking at the sickle and hammer lying quietly under the load-bearing beam, he was really moved.
Artifact!
Look at Lancelot again. Well, he was still so graceful even after he fainted. He had been facing off against him for more than ten minutes, which was not bad. Qin Li knelt down and took a closer look, fiddled with his waist with his fingers, and pulled out a communicator.
"The account cannot be settled today... In the future, you will have to pay back slowly what you stole from my sister." Qin Li twisted his mouth and gradually darkened into the "Crooked Mouth Dragon King".
After a while——
It's still a parking lot, the situation is tense and evenly matched. Susie is still quite reliable. Caesar and Zero are also fighting hard on the student union side. Kawano is very consciously acting as a human shield.
As for Lu Mingfei, Ling glanced at the principal's office while taking aim. As soon as he started, he was mysteriously pulled into his office by Ange. It was estimated that there was some important meeting to be held, and maybe he and Chu Zi It has something to do with Hang's injury.
Zero turned his head again, with no emotion on his face. Lu Mingze would worry about this kind of thing.
Suddenly, a harsh "cha-cha" sound came from the radio. After a high-pitched chirping that almost made Caesar's ears collapse, a calm voice came out:
"Boss Caesar? The Qing Dynasty has fallen, and the rest of the outcome has been decided."
Did the Qing Dynasty fall? The Chinese students present seemed to understand, but they all looked confused and inexplicably familiar... Only Wu Mingshi, who was hiding on a small chair by the church not far away, was covering his mouth and laughing wildly.
Susie finally understood - this is Lancelot's communicator!
The defeat has been decided, and Norton Hall has returned to the hands of student union boss Caesar Gattuso from the hands of student union member Lu Mingfei.
Such invincible logic...
Wendy listened to other people's complaints without saying a word, touched the sniper rifle in her hand, and sighed weakly, not sure whether it was relief or a little regretful.
Her dark green eyes behind the lenses once again shone with a cold light.
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In the spacious and bright corridor of the campus hospital, a young man in school uniform with braided hair walked gently, turning his head and looking left and right, looking for a certain ward.
The nurses noticed this handsome boy and couldn't help but look at him a few more times. Those clear smoky quartz eyes are like real gems, unique and clean, shining with the most beautiful light of this summer, like a sign that the most wonderful time is about to come.
The white curtains danced gently, and the green plants by the window appeared and disappeared. The curtains were dyed golden by the sunlight. In the ward, in addition to the subtle sound of instruments, there were two steady breathing sounds.
Qin Li opened the door gently and walked in quietly. He noticed a small figure covered with a blanket and couldn't help but lean down and take a look.
The girl curled herself up on the small chair. Her black hair was very smooth and hung down along the angle of her head, half covering her soft and flawless little face. She looked a little pale and haggard while waiting, and her long eyelashes hung like bird wings, trembling slightly, and the time that shook her body alternated, as if counting the time.
This girl is very beautiful... Qin Li sighed from the bottom of his heart. He straightened up again in awe and saw the big boy with the same pale face covered with a snow-white quilt on the bed.
He looked at Chu Zihang's relaxed sleeping face, lowered his head and fiddled with the bouquet in his hand, found a corner and sat down, looking at the quiet and beautiful afternoon scenery not far away, looking at the kitten-like girl and The young man with a resolute face sometimes had a lot of thoughts in his heart, but he calmed down in the silent light and shadow of the ward.
That was Xia Mi, who saved Chu Zihang's new life in the "Snake of the Atrium".
Qin Li looked at them and raised the corners of his mouth inadvertently. He forgot about his elder sister's plan and the condolences for his old friends. He inexplicably thought of Lu Mingfei, Chuanye and Wu Mingshi, with a smile on his face. It gradually became thicker and merged into the peaceful and beautiful midday sunshine.
He closed his eyes gently and tried his best not to think about those things. He recalled how he felt when he was lazy in the past. Ever since he knew that the war had begun, such times were actually a bit far away.
Xia Mi curled up in the blanket, quietly, and Chu Zihang lay on the bed, his expression also rare and peaceful.
It seems that they are so matched.
Qin Li sat in the corner, waiting for them.
