Chapter 136 is only seven centimeters long--

As usual, the first reaction of ordinary people was to kick the door and escape from the basketball hall while everyone was doing radio gymnastics, but the tall, thin and beautiful basketball hall did not need to think about it and knew that the door could not be broken, so I only raised my feet and walked a few steps and stopped silently.

You can't escape... You can't escape!

Once I leave here, the tall, thin and white beauty will immediately kill the beautiful teenager here. How can this anti-human and anti-social waste of resources happen around me!

What's more, even if I want to escape... with my little ability... Humph... sad things are not mentioned here.

The eighth set of national radio gymnastics for middle school students has been carried out to the fourth quarter. I feel a headache when listening to the rhythm of "four, two, three, four"... Looking out from the position where I am standing now, the window seems to be blocked from the outside by posters and waste newspapers. It is impossible to judge whether it is day or night outside, and the main door of the basketball hall is locked again. This idea of breaking the door is simply a dream under the control of the spiritual power of tall, thin, white and beautiful. The door of the room with sports equipment piled in the front left is closed, but at this stage, I don't have time to go there to confirm whether there is a lock.

In the blink of an eye, the eighth set of radio gymnastics has entered the penultimate stage. There is still no way to get me out of the status quo except to instantly break the dream control and the miracle. I gathered my spiritual strength to look at every corner of the basketball hall, then took a deep breath and slowly closed my eyes in the noisy sound.

Calm down, Mo Yuan.

Don't be nervous and don't be anxious. Mobilize your whole body's consciousness to find a way to change the status quo. There must be shortcomings and flaws in the art of tall, thin and white beauty. You just need to use a little brain to find it.

Even if I really can't think of a way...

Even if you really can't find it...

At worst, treat all this as an irresistible rape before you die.

I took a deep breath, then closed my eyes and activated my vision.

What I need to do most now is not to find a way to crack the fantasy or wake up from the dream in this basketball hall, but to escape from this place first. After all, you have to keep the green mountains to be afraid of no firewood. Before cracking the fantasy, it is absolutely the most important thing to save your life.

The tall, thin and white beauty said that this building has five floors. Based on architectural principles, most of the basketball halls are built in the basement or the ground floor - I just think it's better that this building doesn't have a basement. If I look at this building as a gymnasium, I should be on the first floor of this building now. Although the door is locked and can't be separated from the main door, there should be other places in the room leading to the upstairs... Don't you also say that the room upstairs can be used for us?

Although I can't see any stairs leading to the upper floor from where I'm standing now, and the whole basketball hall looks no different from a single basketball hall. Even starting the spiritual vision search did not find that there are other stairs on the first floor, but judging from the scope explored by the spiritual power just now, the basketball hall built by tall, thin, white and beautiful is indeed not On one floor, there are other buildings on the ceiling. If you really can't break through from the main door...

Is that the only place?

I opened my eyes and looked at the equipment stacking room in the corner, slowly bit my lip, and continued to start to detect the terrain.

The equipment stacking room is full of common sports equipment. The wardrobe is placed against the window, and next to it is the saddle for vaulting horses. There are several dumbbells on the ground, and there are seven or eight basketballs next to it.

Don't think about it. I don't need these things. Do you want me to smash people with a basketball? However, it should be no problem to step on the saddle and turn out of the window. It's just that the window seems to be locked, and there is a barbed wire for anti-theft outside?

What a mess! The door is not opened or the window! Do you just want to lock me up?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to take care of these. Radio gymnastics has been fucking the penultimate quarter. If I don't think there is any way, I will really die. The horizontal and vertical front door can't be broken through! If you don't want to die here and don't want to kill people, you can only find a way to cut the barbed wire. It's a ghost! Destroying public property is a piece of hair! Compared with my sister's life, they are a ball!

I began to accumulate spiritual strength and quickly glanced at the building outside the basketball hall during the last two bars of radio gymnastics - it seemed to be simple grass and trees, separated by a cement road, followed by a wall. It doesn't matter whether you can cross the wall and escape after turning over the basketball court. In short, the second floor is an apartment-style building. Except for the corridor on the second floor, which is barely clear, the third floor and above is completely dark. I finally looked at the second floor before taking back my spiritual vision. Surprisingly, I found that most of the rooms were closed and the curtains were closed, so I couldn't tell whether the door was locked or not. Only the curtains of the seventh room on the left side of the corridor were not pulled, and the wooden bookshes, tables and chairs, and dusty beds inside could be faintly seen.

If you can escape from the basketball hall, try to run across the cement floor into the grass first.

I thought so, withdrew my spiritual vision and gathered all the spiritual power in my hand, and then took a deep breath. At the moment of the end of the radio gymnastics music, I opened my eyes without hesitation.

In an instant, I saw dozens of hands reaching out to all parts of my body.

This scene like a good woman being mosaic in the 18× movie almost made me forget what to do next. In those years, some people stood up and confirmed with the teacher, "Isn't this really joking with us?" Why did everyone reach out to me without confirming it? Hand?!

My whole body was indeed stiff, but fortunately, I was not so frozen that I couldn't move. In an instant, a spiritual power broke out, and the previously conceived giant sickle appeared in my hand. In front of everyone's hands almost touched me, I squatted down and held the sickle and rotated 360 ° in place, and the swing ball formed by the spiritual force. The engraving circled out along the trajectory of the sickle's rotation.

The first dozen people who rushed up were taken by the sickle and immediately fell down by the wind. Several people who had not had time to rush over far away from me were obviously stunned. They thought it was too late to brake. They only had time to react quickly and shouted, "Don't be excited! I came here to protect you because I was worried that they would hurt you!"

Is that so?

That's really touching. Nearly 20 people present, 17 or 8 people except tall, thin, white and beautiful and me all want to protect me. Why don't I know that I'm such a princess to attract beautiful teenagers?!

Go lie to your sister's big head!

I turned a deaf ear. With the sickle in hand, it rotated in place, and rolled several people who could not control the momentum into the cutting range of the sickle, confirming that everyone was hit by the spiritual ball on the sickle before closing the sickle to stop rotating.

has been cut into a vacuum belt by me.

I stood on the wooden floor of the basketball hall with a huge sickle in my hand, looking at me with a smile in front of me.

He didn't say anything, but meaningfully moved his eyes from the sickle in my hand to the pile of teenagers who collapsed on the floor. I also smiled, raised my hand and decisively compared his middle finger, and then rushed to the equipment stacking room quickly without hesitation.

Don't get me wrong, I didn't kill anyone.

There was no blood on the ground, and the beautiful teenagers were not killed by me. I did hit their bodies with a sickle, but I did not attack them with spiritual power. What hit them was the spiritual ball that invaded with the sickle. Those spiritual balls also did not have any attack power. I just pinched the fixed spell for about three minutes in it, so that all the people hit by the spiritual ball were set for three minutes. I took advantage of this gap to rush into the equipment stacking room and spell out the spiritual power to make a broken barbed wire mesh.

I don't know if the time is too late.

The door of the equipment stacking room was not closed, but I rushed in and quickly locked the door. He reached out and pushed the window and was relieved to find that the window was unlocked. He opened the window and climbed up to the saddle to cut the wire--

The iron tongs I used to embody with spiritual power are only seven centimeters long...

Me! Cut! One! Mao!

My grief and indignant mood is hard to describe in words, and I can only greet the tall, thin and beautiful family (especially him!) While holding the pocket iron pliers in his hand.

I used too much spiritual power to build spiritual balls to stop those teenagers from acting, and I don't have much spiritual power that I can mobilize now. What's more, I don't know much about the situation outside the basketball hall. It's hard to say whether I will be ambushed by the next wave of tall, thin and white beauty after rushing out from here. In order to avoid being beaten by the other party but unable to resist, I have to leave some spiritual power in case of time. So even if I hold a toy-like spiritual iron pliers, I still wring the wire in front of me in perseverance!

Gradually, there was a noisy sound behind them. The teenagers who had been fixed before should have broken free from the bondage of the fixed spell and began to run to the equipment stacking room one after another. At this time, I really hate why I didn't pinch the fixed spell a little longer, and I'm even more depressed why these fast-moving guys didn't fight outside the door... Am I your prey!! Who killed me as soon as you rushed up?! The last blow is still the number of rolls!!

Whatever it is, sister, I don't have time to spend time with them here. Although I locked the door very wisely before entering the door, how can such a small broken door as the equipment stacking room block a group of beautiful teenagers who are as hungry and thirsty for me and just in puberty? ( Wait, what's wrong with this description...)

Although the small wooden door resists the impact of beautiful teenagers, it is sometimes mixed with the sound of some people calling me to open the door, and most of them shout "Don't worry!" We won't hurt you! I just want to ask you something!" Such a sentence, but I don't believe it. I continue to twist the wire by myself. Sure enough, in just a few seconds, "Smash the door with a chair!" came from outside. The sound.

I have nothing to say. By this time, I don't want to find out the question of "I was worried that they would hurt you before I ran to protect you"... It's fucking cruel to protect me??

I'm afraid that at the first moment, if I hadn't summoned the giant sickle with my spiritual power, 75% of the possibility... No, more than 80% of the possibility, I have been separated by hand and foot!