Show off the whole class of scumbags, you call this the head teacher

Factories, small warehouses.

In an extremely dull space.

The boy whose hands and feet were tied to the stool grinned, spat out the blood in his mouth, and looked calmly at the fierce and strong young men in front of him.

Not a word.

Folding here is what was expected.

In the wilderness, at one or two o'clock in the morning.

Hope and luck, I have no heart at all.

The little things left in the end are probably worries and regrets.

I am worried that when my sister wakes up tomorrow morning, she will not see herself for the first time.

Unfortunately, before leaving today, I should say goodbye to her.

Even if I can never go back to that home again, the second uncle and second aunt who come here every day can take good care of my sister.

But unfortunately, there will always be regrets.

In the darkness, the boy's smile became colder and colder, and he glanced at a certain young man with a stick in his hand.

He said something with a smile.

"Brother, give me a cigarette?"

"Still in the mood to smoke!"

With a "bang", towards Tan Jiaping's abdomen, Mou's vigorous stick fell.

The boy's body turned into a shrimp in an instant.

But he firmly suppressed the roaring voice, not letting himself scream out.

I have suffered so much and seen so much injustice.

This pain, what can't bear it?

......

Outside.

Looking at the car lights that gradually came on in the distance, Lu Ze threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stamped it out.

He squatted down, fastened his shoelaces, and glanced at the factory.

Hope nothing goes wrong.

That boy who bets his life with others when his brain is hot.

Even if it's only for a day.

But after all... a member of Class Thirteen!

Car lights, from far to near.

Lu Ze, who turned around and glanced at it, was suddenly surprised to find out.

This car is not the Mercedes-Benz driven by Xiao Ding, but a gigantic monster with extremely bright lights and a very mechanical feel.

Facing the direction of the factory, it drove over rumblingly.

Wherever it goes, dust is flying.

what's the situation?

Lu Ze frowned, hid himself behind a tree, and poked out half of his head to look over.

At this glance, something that surprised him appeared again.

Following this big guy, there are no fewer than five cars, two of which are of the same model as the big guy.

And the remaining three are familiar to me...

Wuling Hongguang.

What is this going to do?

Lu Ze muttered.

Just as he was wondering, the phone vibrated suddenly.

After picking it up, I just said hello.

He heard a familiar male voice coming from the opposite side.

"Ms. Lu, I know about Tan Jiaping's situation. Where are you now?"

"Where are you?"

Lu Ze asked back.

"I'm right at the gate of the factory."

After hearing the boy's words, Lu Ze was stunned for a while before asking on the phone.

"Those cars, you called them over?"

"Yes, Teacher Lu."

Pei Feng returned with a smile.

"I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to get in, so I had to think of a simple way."

"It's really quite earthy," Lu Ze rubbed his forehead helplessly.

"Ms. Lu, what should I do now? I just called the class monitor, and from what he said, it seems that Tan Jiaping has already gone in..."

"Well, it's already in."

After taking another look at the cars lined up in a row, Lu Ze agreed.

"That's troublesome, Mr. Lu." The boy's tone became anxious.

"Now, do you have any other way to get in? I feel that I can't delay any longer...".

The boy was still talking, but was interrupted by Lu Ze the next second.

"I have a fart way..."

"Looking at it now, it seems that there are only..."

"It's over!"

After hearing the last three words from Lu Ze, the boy was overjoyed, and picked up the walkie-talkie that was thrown aside.

Cleared his throat.

As soon as the lips touched, a word came out in a stern voice.

A word that is completely simple but incomparably domineering.

"Collide!"

Chapter 115 Time is Enough, None of You Can Get Away

"Collide!"

Lu Ze, who hid himself behind a tree, heard the boy's short but powerful voice through the microphone.

In the next second, rumbling mechanical sounds sounded in front of them.

After hearing these abnormal sounds, the bulldogs in the yard rushed to the door and started barking.

The sound of messy footsteps and shouts one after another immediately resounded throughout the factory.

They are not fools, the moment they saw those lights that were as bright as day and heard the violent roar of the engine.

Naturally understand - something happened!

Therefore, in the entire factory, a messy and orderly scene began to appear.

The card players ran into a small room one after another, moved a certain floor on the ground, and drilled into the small holes that appeared out of nowhere.

The young men who came rushing from all over took the knives and sticks around them one after another, and ran towards the gate.

It is not unreasonable for this gambling nest to exist in the sun for so long.

In less than ten seconds, about 20 young people gathered at the door, looking calmly at the factory gate.

Today, regardless of whether it is white or black outside the door, they will stand here to buy enough time for the orderly fleeing gamblers behind them.

This is the reason why Zhao Qi's gambling nest can last for a long time.

The arrow is on the string.

Under the bright headlights, five calm and indifferent young people sitting in the driver's seat stepped on the accelerator almost at the same time.

Go straight towards the iron gate and the three-meter-high wall!

The wrestling of steel and steel, the collision of divine chariots and high walls!

At this moment, the visual effects are completely full.

"Boom!", "Bang!", "Bang!".

A piercing sound spread throughout the wilderness.

With the first collective impact, the door was completely crooked, and the walls on both sides were crumbling.

After looking at the battle situation in front of him.

Pei Feng picked up the walkie-talkie again, still with a deep and firm voice.

"Back, the second time!"

"Collide!"

The five cars pulled back dozens of meters at the same time they heard the sound.

Once again, he stepped on the accelerator and galloped towards the factory in front of him.

"Fuck!"

Some punk in the wall saw what was going on through the knocked-out opening.

After opening his mouth wide and saying something dull, he looked at his companions beside him blankly.

"Installed ... armored vehicles ...".

The companion nodded, and after a second of stupefaction, the two ran towards the small room at the same time.

Running and shouting.

"Quick, run, everyone, hurry up, there are armored vehicles, the army, it's the army, run!"

The gamblers in the room froze for a while after hearing the voice.

Immediately afterwards, like a lion out of its cage, it recklessly squeezed into the narrow hole.

The scene suddenly became a mess.

Outside the door, the five cars that were advancing side by side again aimed at the crumbling gate and wall in front of them, and rushed up without hesitation.

This time, the resistance was completely gone.

"Bang, bang, bang!" sounded in succession.

The door fell to the ground.Two George Pattons first appeared in front of the punks.

The wall collapsed at the sound, and the other three Wuling Hongguang vehicles drove into the factory like soldiers from heaven, although their fronts were shattered.

The punks standing in the factory only glanced forward.

Then, all resistance was given up.

Holding the guy in his hand, he began to scatter and flee behind him.

Just kidding, when these cars faced them, they didn't have the slightest thought of slowing down.

The gate and the wall can be collapsed in a few seconds, how could they block it?

Blood, loyalty, courage, all things, in the face of death, are not even farts.