"Da da da"
Steady footsteps came.
Wei Zeshu found that walking from the first floor to the second floor took much longer than he thought.
After he realized something was wrong, he kept paying attention to the number of steps. He walked a full 317 steps before reaching the end of the stairs.
This is very wrong.
What's even more strange is the situation in the corridor on the second floor.
In his eyes, the thick, almost black blood had already covered the instep of his feet.
The exception lies here.
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Li Zixin panicked and wanted to run away to the other end of the corridor. She no longer cared about what was at the other end of the corridor. She just wanted to escape from this terrifying classroom door and escape from the three figures with dislocated jaws.
But just as her steps started, they suddenly stopped.
It was not only her who paused, but also the three figures behind her, and even the sunset on the entire campus.
Just because a person appeared on that side of the corridor.
The visitor was wearing a navy blue school uniform and seemed to be an ordinary student in this school. He wore slightly quiet blue and silver narrow-rimmed glasses on his face, and was carrying a backpack with an easel on one shoulder on his back.
This student with black hair suddenly appeared here like an outsider.
Because there is no soul pressure in Wei Curcuma's body at all, he is a completely transparent existence in the abnormal perception, and you can't even feel where he is.
But at this moment, he appeared silently at the other end of the corridor, like an ordinary student who was lost on campus.
However, no lost student would wear a particularly ferocious and sharp black gold gun with a matte metallic color on his waist.
Wei Zeshu didn't say anything more, just took a glance and understood the current situation.
He lifted the hem of his school uniform with his right hand, revealing the small "wedge" attached to the outside of the belt, and then hooked the iron ring at the end with his index finger. The wedge spun rapidly in his hand several times, and was finally held back by the blade downward.
Wei Curcuma's backhand drove the wedge into the wall of the corridor beside him.
The high-purity mithril made it extremely sharp. The entire wedge blade and the handle were embedded in the reinforced concrete wall. As it came into contact with the wall, wisps of dim gray lines overflowed from it and quickly followed it. The wall spread and reached the end of the corridor on the other side in an instant. This speed was close to the speed of light.
Wei Zuoshu is not very good at the enchantment science taught in the North, but he can still pierce the wedge with the enchantment theory engraved into the wall. In an instant, a dim and invisible "enchantment" is constructed. , this is the most common way to suppress anomalies, it can prevent anomalies from escaping, and prevent innocent people from accidentally entering and causing casualties.
In other words, the corridor here has become a closed space at this moment.
"Don't be afraid, I'm coming."
Wei Zeshu released the wedge and walked past Li Zixin with steady steps. Different from his calm and almost emotionless indifference, the three scary-looking human figures on the opposite side saw this unexpected appearance. As long as it exists, it has stayed where it is as if facing a powerful enemy.
"Liu Tao...classmate...?"
This petite girl was a little unable to react to the current situation, but she knew that this somewhat mysterious classmate would not harm her.
"Um."
Wei Zeshu gently raised his hand, put it on her shoulder, and pulled her behind him to ensure that she would not face the three abnormalities.
Without any unnecessary words, the moment he pulled her behind him, Wei Zeshu drew his gun and shot the three anomalies three times without hesitation.
The firepower of Tactician Master 2011 is not without fierceness, not to mention that it is still a modified version. The huge gunshots are like thunder, but the three figures only staggered slightly and did not suffer any damage.
"No wonder you don't rely on thermal weapons..."
Wei Zeshu thought in his heart, but when he encountered this abnormality, the use of the pistol made him feel like a burden. He put the gun back in the holster, and rushed forward like a thunder, like a hunter hunting for food. tiger.
From pulling out a gun to shoot, to pounce directly, there was a pause without any turning point between these two actions. The three unusually reacted one step too late for Wei Curcuma.
But in a narrow place like a corridor, what are the consequences of being a little late?
That is death!
Wei Zuoshu's wakizashi-shaped scalpel hidden behind his back suddenly came out of its sheath, like a thunderbolt, passing over the first anomaly along his direction.
This wakizashi cut open its chest violently, just avoiding the hard rib cage bone, and got deeply stuck in it.
Wei Zeshu did not pause. At the moment of killing with one strike, he let go of the sword, stepped directly on the short sword embedded in the first abnormal chest, and took advantage of the situation to rise.
A heavy step violently crushed its chest, and also stepped on the hilt of the wakizashi's knife. Wei Ezhu lowered his head slightly, letting the tail of the long shoulder bag carried behind him be exposed.
What emerges from the end of this stand bag is not a painting stand, but the hilt of a long sword.
He held the sword, drew it out, and slashed without any pause. The one-meter long sword easily cut off the second abnormal arm vertically, and chopped it on the floor without breaking.
It has to be said that Wei Curcuma's movements were smooth and smooth, but there were also some small mistakes.
The aggressiveness and soul pressure of these three anomalies are fundamentally different from those he encountered when he was a child. If compared to ordinary people and those who suppress anomalies, the force he puts on the scalpel is so obvious. Unconsciously, it was a little too strong, resulting in a lack of smoothness and stiffness.
This slight tension caused the long sword to cut through the arm with excessive force, and cut deeply into the floor, making it difficult to pull it out for a while.
This gave the third anomaly an opportunity. From her wide-open mouth, a piece of tongue suddenly struck Wei Curcuma's cheek.
With a rustling sound, the force of this blow was not weak, making Wei Curcuma's body a little unstable.
Blood spurted out, splattering the ceiling of the corridor red, and the blue-silver narrow-rimmed glasses on his face were also knocked off.
Silence, sudden silence, Li Zixin, who was behind Wei Curcuma, couldn't see the specific wound. She could only see that Wei Curcuma was hit hard, and then blood spilled all over the floor, and his glasses flew out.
A scream brewed in her throat, but she covered her mouth with both hands to prevent any sound from distracting Wei Curcuma.
"..."
Wei Zeshu's bangs hung down. He silently bent down, picked up the glasses, and put them in his hands.
The next second, the glasses frame and lens were exploded by his right hand, and the fragments were sprayed all over the ground, but they could not cut his palm.
A violent and unreasonable punch hit the abnormal head violently, smashing its head sideways into the concrete of the wall. The ceiling of the entire corridor was shaken by such a huge force. .
"Damn... I'm so disrespected."
Wei Curcuma's cheek was dripping with blood, but the hideous wound was healing visibly to the naked eye. Without the obstruction of his glasses, his eyes were like a tiger's, all the violence turned into heaviness and tranquility in his eyes.
