Xia Chujian looked towards the open space downstairs.

A man wearing a strange green robe brandished a pistol and was running towards the teaching building.

Behind him were many campus police officers, holding batons and some holding small pistols capable of firing tranquilizer bullets.

But they couldn't catch up with the man in front of them.

The man ran like a sprinter, so fast that it left an afterimage on his retina.

Xia Chujian: "!!!"

She immediately turned around and rushed to her classroom.

She has a special plastic pistol that can be assembled in her schoolbag. As long as she returns to her seat, she will be safe!

Xia Chujian's heart was pounding, and he rushed into the classroom, closed the door of the classroom, and said loudly: "There is a gunman outside! Everyone, hurry up and block the door!"

The students in the classroom are still immersed in a tense learning atmosphere.

Xia Chujian called out this voice, and everyone didn't react for a moment. They just stared blankly at Xia Chujian who was standing at the door of the classroom and closed the classroom door with his backhand.

Yu Wangyou was the first to come to his senses.

She frowned in confusion and said: "I first met, you can't say this nonsense. Our school strictly prohibits bringing guns into the school gate, how could there be a gunman?"

"It's true! I saw it! He's running towards our teaching building! The school police are chasing him!" Xia Chujian said anxiously, quickly returning to his seat.

Niyu, the class beauty, sat in the seat where Xia Chu met in order to ask Yu Wangyou for advice on test points.

At this time, he stood up quickly, holding his lunch box and electronic notebook, and said in confusion: "...But, we have an exam in the afternoon!"

Xia Chujian thought to himself, the gunmen don't care whether you have passed the exam or not, they just need to find their target.

She sat down, reached into her bag under the desk, and began to assemble the gun.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The audio-visual equipment in the classroom suddenly sounded an alarm.

"Dear students, please pay attention. Dear students, please pay attention. A mentally ill person broke into the school with weapons in his hands. The school has called the police. Staff from the Department of Corrections are on their way. Please close the classroom door and do not come out to watch. .”

As soon as this warning came out, everyone believed Xia Chujian's words.

Like a drop of water falling into a pan of oil, the classroom suddenly boiled.

So almost all the students took action.

Someone moved the desks to block the classroom door.

Some people hid directly under their desks.

Xia Chujian took advantage of everyone's confusion and had already fumbled to assemble the gun in his schoolbag.

But I can't load the bullets at the moment.

Because Yu Wangyou next to her was looking at her without blinking, her lips pouting, as if she wanted to apologize for what she said just now.

Xia Chujian had no choice but to stop her movements. If she was seen by Yu Wangyou next to her, she couldn't explain it.

If the school discovers her, she will be even more unlucky.

Mulan City No. 1 High School has a zero-tolerance attitude towards bringing guns to school.

Once discovered by the school, they may be expelled or their student status may be lost.

Then what university will she go to? !

Xia Chujian was nervous, conflicted, and a little complicated.

I just pray that the campus police can quickly subdue the psychotic gunman, or that the heavily armed correctional officers from the Department of Corrections can arrive quickly after calling the police.

In this case, the Department of Corrections will definitely dispatch snipers, which are much more powerful than the small pistols of these campus police officers.

From Xia Chujian's point of view, no matter how severe the mental illness is, there is nothing that can't be solved by a sniper bullet.

If one doesn't work, just get two. There will always be a combination that suits him.

But she was too optimistic.

Five minutes later, the gunshots rang louder and the chaos downstairs became louder and more pronounced.

Xia Chujian heard the direction where the sound came from, looked at Yu Wangyou and said, "The psychotic gunman seems to have entered this teaching building."

Although there are many buildings hundreds of stories high in the Beichen Empire, high-rise buildings are not allowed in teaching buildings, with a maximum of only three floors allowed.

It is said to be to prevent students from jumping off the building.

Therefore, the school covers a large area, which makes it easy to build large flat-floor classrooms.

And their teaching building only has three floors.

The first and second floors are for first and second grade students.

On the third floor are senior high school students.

But because today is the high school mock exam, the first and second grade students did not come to school, but took online classes at home.

Yu Wangyou said: "Fortunately, the junior high school students and junior high school students are not in school..."

Xia Chujian smiled and said, "Yes, so this psychotic gunman came directly to the third floor."

While he was talking, a loud rumble came from the corridor on the third floor.

It seemed like someone had closed the corridor door on the third floor.

Then there was the sound of someone banging on the door.

"Open the door! Open the door quickly! Classmates! Does anyone of you open the door quickly? This psycho has locked the door on the third floor!" This was the voice of the campus police who were chasing after him.

Yu Wangyou was shocked: "...This psychotic gunman ran up so quickly?! He even closed the corridor door on the third floor?! Then we can't go downstairs, right?"

Xia Chujian nodded sadly, "That should be the case."

But she was thinking in her heart that she shouldn't have run back to the classroom just now, but should have closed the corridor door on the third floor first.

But how did she know at that time that the campus police would be so ineffective and that the staff of the Department of Corrections could be so slow?

They have a flying car on duty, so it only takes a matter of minutes to get there!

Xia Chujian's heart was pounding.

"We...are we going to be okay? Our classroom door is closed properly!" The students in the front row turned around and said nervously.

Xia Chujian looked at the window and said nothing.

The classroom door is closed, but the glass can be blown open with one shot. What's the use of just closing the door and closing the window?

It's really better to let everyone go downstairs early and disperse in all directions, than to be "closed and beaten" by this mentally ill person.

She put her hands on the desk again, grabbing the gun with one hand and the bullet box with the other.

She thought, if her luck was really that bad and she needed to shoot, could the school be lenient to her just because she saved a classmate?

She can be expelled, but her academic status should not be cancelled, so that she can still study at home for the last two months and then take the college entrance examination.

She was just thinking wildly, and her movements were not slow.

While everyone's attention was attracted by the movement in the corridor, Xia Chujian quickly loaded bullets into the pistol.

On the corridor, the psychopathic gunman wearing a strange green robe had already started shouting.

"Saint! Saint! I am your protector! Saint! Come out! We can't live without you!"

"Where did you hide the saint?! I want to find my saint!"

He yelled wildly in the corridor, and then kicked open the door of the classroom at the top of the corridor.

It was a regular class for the third year of high school. The students with the worst grades and the most average family backgrounds in the entire third year of high school were all there.

The man kicked open the door of the classroom, raised his pistol, pointed it at the students inside, and shouted with red eyes: "Say! Where is the saint?! If you don't speak, this is what will happen!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and shot a female student sitting in the first row closest to the podium to death.

All the students in the ordinary class screamed after being stunned for a while.

Those who can attend Mulan City's No. 1 High School, even those in ordinary classes, and even those from the poorest families, live in the orderly North District. Almost no one, like Xia Chujian, once lived in the most chaotic South District of Mulan City. .

Therefore, they never dreamed that such bloody scenes, which could only be seen in Star Network blockbusters, would appear in front of them alive!

The gunman in green robes had an unusually red face.

He killed a student and looked even more excited.

Pointing the pistol at the boy sitting next to the girl who was killed, he shouted: "Tell me, where is the saint?!"

The boy's lips murmured, saying he didn't know, and also wanted to ask who the saint you were looking for was, but when he faced the black muzzle of the gun, all his courage disappeared.

He rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

But even if he fainted, the gunman in green robe did not let him go.

boom!

There was another gunshot, and the fainted boy died under the gunshot of the green-robed psychotic gunman.

At this time, the trembling voice of the school's director of academic affairs came from the audio-visual equipment in the ordinary classroom: "Sir, are you looking in the wrong place? We are a school here, a high school. There are no saints..."

The gunman in the strange green robe raised his hand and shot through the device that made the sound. He sneered and said: "I am the protector! How can I not know where the saint is?!"

"You won't hand it over, right? Then I'll do it!"

As he spoke, he suddenly threw away the pistol, lifted up his knee-length green robe, took out a brand new submachine gun directly from the robe, and started shooting at the trembling, unarmed students in the classroom!

Chug tug tug! Chug tug tug!

Five minutes later, most of the more than 300 people in the classroom fell into a pool of blood.

The gunman laughed ferociously, raised his submachine gun with one hand, and shouted at the hellish scene: "Now! Can you tell me?! Where is the Saint?!"

In the ordinary classroom, the few students who were not shot by him were so frightened that they almost collapsed.

They finally couldn't help it and said desperately: "If you are looking for a saint, you must have a name, right?! If you don't even say your name, who knows who you are looking for?!"

The man in green robe tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said: "You are right. The saint I am looking for is named Yu Wangyou. She used to be from Fenghai City. Do you know her? Where is she? ?”

It's actually Yu Wangyou? !

This name was so famous in their senior year of high school, and they ranked first in the graduation exam of Yuanxing High School!

Poor students like them secretly worshiped her as a god, just hoping that she would have more chances of getting right in the exam.

But at this time, they were punished by this psychotic gunman in green robe. If it weren't for her, how could they have suffered this unreasonable disaster? !

The few students alive in the ordinary class hated Yu Wangyou so much that they pointed directly to the other side of the corridor outside the window and said, "There is a Yu Wangyou in our school, in the intermediate class in front!"

The psychotic gunman in green robes immediately laughed, then picked up his submachine gun and said violently to the students who were pointing the way: "Betray the Saint! You will die!"

Ta-ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta-ta!

Another blast of submachine guns swept through them, and the remaining students fell into a pool of blood.

This is the first update, the second update will be at 1pm.

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