Chapter 137 Tall, thin and beautiful, I'll give you a fairy board!

There began to make a violent impact behind him. At first, the sound was particularly loud, as if to knock the door straight open.

I shook as a matter of course, and then immediately reacted, biting, cutting, pulling and pulling the barbed wire with pocket iron pliers.

During this period, the sound of some thick and large object hitting the small wooden door was still not heard, just like background music. If the loud noise at the beginning can't make my heart palpitate, then a loud impact sound is enough to make the fool scared!

Suddenly for a moment! The wooden door made a sad sound behind him, and gradually couldn't support it, and began to make a small crisp sound of the door frame.

The teenagers outside who hit the door seemed to be encouraged, and the speed of action began to accelerate. I half squatted on the saddle and sweated all over, and in an instant, "Just shoot the machine gun at the person who rushed in!" There are all such thoughts!

(Up! Do you have any concerns? Attack them with spiritual power! As long as you don't kill them!)

What are you kidding! Sister, I can't control my fight at all! Don't mention shooting machine guns with spiritual power! Even if you use spiritual tools to realize a gun, you can kill people!

Sure enough, I still have to break the barbed wire and turn it out from here... Although these beautiful teenagers may not have goodwill to me, I still can't do it to let me do it to so many beautiful teenagers before forcing me to a desperate situation...

Don't ask me what will happen when I am forced into a desperate situation! What will happen when you are forced into a desperate situation by a group of beautiful teenagers like wolves! They are Sun who are stripping and lying on equal footing! It's better to press them on the ground first!

(...isn't there a third choice?)

Yes, first break their hands and then break their feet, then pull their tendons, peel their skins, and then wrap them in sugar and throw ants!

The sound was silent, and I don't know whether the sound of hitting the door outside covered it or it was really silent. In short, the sound of hitting the door outside was getting louder and louder. When I was swaying in the small wooden door and groaning to grief, I finally saw the barbed wire in the upper right corner being pulled by me. After tearing off two, he quickly withdrew his spiritual power to release the iron pliers and grabbed those broken subway wires with all his strength and pulled them down!

"Sum--

Two more wires were torn off.

But this level of wire is not enough for me to get enough space to get out of the equipment stacking room, even if I can't do it in three, 29 or 29... At this time, I'm really depressed why my weight is not 180 kg or 180 kg, so that even if I don't do anything, I can just hang it on the barbed wire. The wire is rotten... Forget it, I don't care about this.

In order to prevent those teenagers from rushing out of the basketball hall along the road I opened after rushing into the equipment stacking room, the hole in the barbed wire should not be too big. I squatted on the saddle and took out the extremely precious time to think about it, and then bit my lower lip fiercely. I couldn't bear to let the child hold the wolf and turned out an axe with spiritual power, and split it fiercely towards the place where the barbed wire was broken!

First: Six or seven wire meshes are disconnected.

Second: Five or six wire meshes are disconnected.

The third number is the highest, and only a few shaking subway wire meshes are broken at the edge, but this gap is enough for me to shrink my head and barely squeeze out!

At that time, the small wooden door that had not been supported for a few minutes at all was bravely smashed by the teenagers who were hit by the door at the moment the barbed wire mesh was broken, and their white arms came in from the hole, and then groped for the door lock.

It would be faster at that time. I quickly withdrew the axe and turned my back to the wooden door and jumped up to the outside! He grabbed the platform on the second floor and turned out half of his body.

Then I only heard a "ka..."

The small wooden door in the equipment stacking room finally opened, and dozens of lively teenagers rushed in from the outside in an instant. I climbed the second floor platform and tried to shrug up... Well, I know this adjective is not very good, but I didn't have to "shrug" at that time. Did I use "screep"?

Although it does look a bit like a caterpillar, that's not the point! The key and the key problem is that my momentary action just pulled out half of the body left inside, and the first teenager who rushed over only had time to touch my toes, and I had turned over to the platform on the second floor.

Goodbye, lively and beautiful teenagers.

Next year's today, I will miss you in any place full of resentment of older leftover women.

I squatted on the platform and wiped a handful of tears for the teenagers below who wanted to turn out of the basketball hall, and then looked at the clean and flat cement road below to praise the value of freedom from the bottom of my heart, and then lowered my center of gravity and tilted out, ready to jump off the platform and run to the wall of hope.

In a trance, there seemed to be a faint white light in the shaking grass.

I didn't have time to react, and my body instinctively stopped, but because of this hesitation, I happened to avoid dozens of steel bars that bounced up on the edge of the platform.

After I was shocked, I quickly rolled back into the corridor, and then immediately heard the sound of a sharp blade scratching the air. At the moment I looked up, I saw dozens of flying knives flying past my cheek - from the direction, they should come from the grass, and the other flying knives flew out of sight without piercing the target, at least three inches into the railing. If I hadn't retreated in time, I'm afraid that I would have been peeled off and become really shameless.

I was in a cold sweat.

Your grandma is tall, thin and beautiful.

No wonder there is such a large open space outside the basketball hall, and there is still a foreshadowing in the grass!

My current mood for tall, thin, white and beautiful is no longer a simple "Japanese" to describe. In short, it's better not to fall into my hands! Then the bounced railing happened to stop N teenagers who intended to break the barbed wire from the basketball hall to the platform on the second floor. I also took this opportunity to think about the next step of my life in the corridor...

No, I didn't have time to think. At the moment I sat down with my knees cross-legged, at least ten guns were set up in the grass, which were still the kind of sniper rifle with a scope. I was stunned for a second, and as soon as the words "No, that's right..." and the sound of shooting immediately sounded in my ears.

Don't ask me about my expression at that moment. Anyway, I didn't even have time to "embow" and rolled to the right with my head in my arms. As soon as I dodged the first wave of attacks, I heard a voice in my ear: "Roll towards the corridor!"

............Nima Laozi is rolling in the corridor now!

"It's not the corridor you're in now! It's in front! Keep rolling towards your right! Roll over the corner and roll right in front of this building!" That voice was angry and urgent.

I decisively chose to believe this voice.

So I held my hands and feet together and faithfully reproduced what "rolling roundly with my head and feet" in my arms in the corridor, but I quickly looked up at the grass in my busy schedule - Nima!! What's wrong with the sniper gun that rolls with me!? What's wrong with the teenager who has broken the barbed wire and climbed out of the basketball hall? Don't you have internal strife at such a time of striving for excellence? Don't aim at you for Mao's sniper gun! Get out of here for Mao's sniper rifles! Tall, thin, white and beautiful!

The first floor is full of corridors. I'm dying at the back of the building. I remember that when I glanced at the building with spiritual vision in the basketball hall, there were several rooms in front of me that the curtains were not pulled, but now at this anxious moment, I don't have time to get up and hold my head and quickly squat while pushing the door to confirm which rooms can enter. It's not easy for me to roll to the corner of the "back" corridor without hitting it!

Sure enough... The only thing I want to say now is this sentence: tall, thin, white and beautiful!

The sound of the sniper gun gradually became dense. When I rolled from behind the building to the side, the continuous gunfire could not be heard to stop. At the last corner, I almost held my head and stretched out my feet to kick the railing, and rolled back to the front of the building with the reaction of that moment.

It seems that after passing the corner, the sound of the shooting of the sniper gun was much smaller. When I peeked at it with the afterglow, I couldn't see the sniper gun frame coming out of the grass, but the tall, thin, white and beautiful guy never intended to make me feel better. The moment I stood up with the wall, not far behind me - in short, it came from the back of the building. Where are the people?" "I don't know! I shouldn't have climbed out of the wall!" "In the corridor, right? Two loaves of bread, grab her!" The sound.

Nima! Beautiful teenagers! How much do you want my sister's body?

This is fucking bad...isn't it... It won't take much time to surround me from both sides, and if I haven't found a room to hide in or run to the third floor, I can only jump from the second floor!

Yes! I can jump from the second floor! The key and key problem is that there is no land on the front of this building! Below is a pond full of crocodiles waiting for me to throw themselves into the net with their heads up and mouths open!

I really want to have sex with you... There are so many traps in a broken dream. My sister just looked over and didn't even see a suspected staircase... No, I saw it, but the stairs seem to be more than ten meters away... On the other side of the corridor...

God wants to stop me QAQ!! The ground is going to kill me, TAT!!

My inner grief and anger can no longer be described in words. I can only quickly squat and continue to rush through the corridor, while constantly pushing the doors that are locked and pushed on the outside with my right hand.

No open, no open, no open, no open.

Locked, locked, locked, locked.

The sound of footsteps is almost chasing the corner, but there is no door unlocked on the front of the second floor! I was really desperate. I was ready to pray for the beautiful teenagers first, Amen, and then use my spiritual power to show a machine gun to really shoot them, but at this time, the door I touched with my right hand suddenly pushed inward, and I, who poured out all the center of gravity to push the door, suddenly lost my support, and my whole body slanted and rolled away unexpectedly. Enter the room on the right...