Chapter 13 The Spor

Pan Hongsheng didn't care about the condemned, surprised, incomprehensible or disgusted eyes of the teachers behind him, and chased them forward while wearing his coat!

Although he felt that he had no need to explain to Yang Yaqi, he had to explain it in this situation, otherwise...

Yang Yaqi disappeared in an instant. At this time, she was already in class, and only an old cleaner was cleaning the whole playground.

Pan Hongsheng suddenly lost his interest in going to class. Thinking about the scene just now, it was really angry and funny!

This nervous masked woman said something about pure Xuanyuan blood... But a high school student knew that it was just a legend.

Xuanyuan bloodline refers to the authentic Chinese bloodline that does not marry nomads and ethnic minorities at all. However, after thousands of years of civilization, the Central Plains have been controlled by nomads several times and integrated into the nation. How can there be that kind of person?

To be honest, people nowadays basically have a little nomadic blood. Time is a pig-killing knife, which will turn everything pure into impure.

Pan Hongsheng remembers that an ancient article once wrote about bloodline. In fact, some people were worried about this in the Yin Shang Dynasty, but ethnic integration is the general trend. Many remote and nomadic tribes have married the residents in the central region one after another. At that time, some scholars proposed to protect the pure-bred Xuanyuan people, which can be seen in thousands of A few years ago, the Chinese orthodox bloodline was already in danger, but no one paid attention to it. Today, thousands of years later, isn't it a dream to mention the authentic Chinese people?

"gay..." Someone in the corner shouted in a low voice. Pan Hongsheng was very unhappy at this time and finally blurted out, "Get rid of it, can you stop calling me like this?"

When he turned his head, he was shocked! Most of the black scorpion's body was stained red with blood! There is also a small scratch on the face!

The black scorpion suddenly stammed down, and Pan Hongsheng rushed up to help him: "What's the matter? Are you all right!! Is this... Black Fire?"

"Maybe, but it's not like..." After saying that, the black scorpion stood up and pushed him away: "It seems that you really care about my life and death. I thought I was just a killing tool."

As he spoke, he took off his white canteen uniform, and saw that the strong body inside was not damaged at all.

"The blood is someone else's, but the enemy is actually the No. 3 killer jaguar in North America. It's a little hard to kill him..." After saying that, the black scorpion pasted the tiny scratches on his cheeks with a Band-aid: "It seems that you have provoked a lot of people."

The two were talking when they only met that the girl had disguised herself as a male teacher and was going to the classroom with a book in her hand.

"Hight! Stop!" Pan Hongsheng stood up angrily and stopped her. His eyes seemed to be provoked by the bull: "I said, you can touch me but don't touch the people around me!" Otherwise, you are a god or a devil! Whether it's a man or a woman, I will never show mercy!"

"Dementia!" The masked girl gave him a disdainful glance, bypassed him and continued to walk to the classroom. As she walked, she said softly, "If my purpose of coming here is to kill people, you are all dead now!"

"It seems a little strange..." The black scorpion put up his long curly hair, revealing his cheeks full of green beard. In fact, his face is still handsome, but the untidy style is really unacceptable, ten times sharper than Brother Sharp.

"As far as I know, the jaguar only deals with the privileged class. He often helps politicians in various countries to carry out assassination missions, and has never failed! Like that kind of wilderness religion, can you afford him?" The black scorpion knows the value of a killer at the level of the jaguar.

It's also true... Although the leader of the Black Fire Sect died, its roots are huge and there are many masters. Why do you still need to find outsiders to deal with me? It doesn't make sense.

Pan Hongsheng asked the flower demon and others to find out who the buyer of the jaguar was, but the black scorpion immediately stopped him: "Those who can hire such a level of killer are by no means idle people! Sending them to investigate will only increase unnecessary sacrifices!

"You mean..." Pan Hongsheng suddenly seemed to be white: "Then I can only send you there!"

"There will be no problem here for the time being. The rules of North American killers will be answered after 13 days, and the date marked on the itinerary I found on the jaguar is the day before yesterday!" Black Scorpion took out a black notebook: "Any symbol plays an important role for the killer. No one will scratch his birthday and wedding anniversary or something on his itinerary record book. He must have received the work the day before yesterday. Yesterday and today, he stepped on the investigation, and I found it! The employer should not take new action until the killer sent does not reply! The reason why they went all the way to North America to invite killers shows the particularity of their identity!"

Pan Hongsheng thought for a moment and said in a low voice, "Go ahead. These people don't seem to be in a hurry to kill me. They seem to have some brain problems..."

"Believe in my observations and feelings, these people's brains are absolutely fine!" Black Scorpion looked at the distant history teacher meaningfully: "There are only two people outside the school who are responsible for responding, that is, the two new guys from the small hostel outside the school. They don't look very strong. At most, they are eyeliners to observe the situation. In addition, there are no people inside or outside the school, except for this guy who is neither male nor female..." < /P>

"She is a woman, and there is no doubt about this," Pan Hongsheng somehow left a smile on the corners of his mouth inexplicably, but after laughing, he immediately slimped his face: "Go back quickly. These guys don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd. Pay attention to personal safety!"

"You still worry about... the safety of the other party..." The black scorpion sneered: "But I will bring the culprit to you by yourself... good bye!"

After saying that, the black scorpion took off his canteen overalls one by one as he walked. Finally, he threw his hat fiercely, and the hat actually flew to a branch.

It seems that this guy has been eager to take off this dress for a long time. It's really difficult for him.

Pan Hongsheng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the watch. It was time to eat, but was he still in the mood to eat at this time? In the afternoon, I had to go to the Taekwondo Club to help Yang Yaqi's girl pick people. At this time at noon, I really didn't want to drive a car back and forth, so I went back to the dormitory.

I haven't been back to the dormitory for a long time. The walls of the boys' dormitory seem to be more dirty. There are one shoe prints on it one after another. I don't know if the brain is deficient and the brain atrophy guy stepped on it, but to be fair, this guy's bounce is really good.

"Oh! You boys are really!" The dormitory manager is an old woman in her fifties, with a bitter and hatred on her face: "It's good to find a girlfriend to play ball and kick outside when you have nothing to do. Do such a boring thing!"

At this time, a sad and strange scream suddenly came from upstairs: "Old slut! What are you muttering about?"

"Who? Who is it?" The old lady's angry face turned a little white. She quickly walked upstairs in a few steps. As she walked, she took out small pills and stuffed a few pills into her mouth.

Pan Hongsheng didn't know why these young people hated this Shinjuku tube so much, but he felt that it was impolite to talk to an old man like this, so he shouted upwards: "Take a rest upstairs, be quiet! Don't you have any old people in your family?"

There was an immediate silence on the top, and suddenly someone asked aggressively, "Who the hell are you?" It's your business?"

"Pan Hongsheng."

There was no movement on it immediately, and it was silent like the kingdom of heaven.

Pan Hongsheng gently kicked the door of the dormitory and saw several brothers sitting in front of the computer and fighting tirelessly as usual. They seemed to have just completed a game of dota. Ma Xiaofeng and Chen Gongyi were arguing about who was the most cheating just now.

"What's good about you?" Your silent warlock is really good! If we attack, you will be silent. When we are chased, you will not move. Which end are you from? Ma Xiaofeng's angry face turned blue.

Grandpa Chen didn't dare to show weakness: "He also said that I was the one! Where are you? You, a swordsman, put out weapons first without shoes. You keep chasing and chasing after others, but you can't catch up. Are you really reluctant to give up with that 500 yuan? Wrong, it's only 450! Looking at you chasing people with your bare feet, I'm so tired for you!"

"That's right," Li He next to him also put down his mouse to help: "Your swordsman is not very good. At the beginning, the three of them failed to get off the road, that is, your slow running speed..."

"How dare you talk about me? The little fish you use can actually jump into the ditch! The card can't get out there! I really admire your brother! If they hadn't killed you with good intentions, you would probably have been stuck there!" Ma Xiaofeng stood up angrily and prepared to pour a glass of water for himself. Only then did he find Pan Hongsheng.

"Brothers, are you not having a good time?" Although Pan Hongsheng really wants to give it, he is really not in the mood. He pointed to Grandpa Chen's bed: "You don't sleep at noon, do you?"

"Just kidding! It's a crime to go to bed at noon! In the afternoon, it's all self-study. Isn't it good to sleep in the company of the girls in the class!" Under the tireless influence of Ma Xiaofeng and others, Eunuch Chen finally became down-to-earth. When he spoke, he was also a little manly. Seeing that Pan Hongsheng's eyes were big and his face was small and his face was tired, he quickly cleaned up his ** things: "Go to sleep!"

Pan Hongsheng lay down comfortably. Grandpa Chen still didn't change his problem of spraying perfume, but at this time, he was no longer willing to care so much. What happened today made him a little dizzy. Before he fell asleep, he muttered, "By the way, is the lawyer upstairs? Why do those guys have such a big opinion about the hostel manager?

"Oh! The new aunt has a lot of things to do. The time difference between turning off the lights at night is not enough for a second. Just turn off the switch! Those guys upstairs just watch a.v at night. Isn't this power outage going to kill them? The notebook battery can't last for a few hours..." Ma Xiaofeng said casually as he started a new game, "In fact, they are also conscientious. Those kids upstairs are a little awkward."

"Oh... that's it..." Pan Hongsheng's heavy eyelids slowly closed, and soon there was a loud snoring sound.

Several people in the dormitory were still staring and stretching their necks, and the crackling movement did not affect Pan Hongsheng's sleep quality at all - he was really a little tired.