Please stop kneeling, I'm really not an expert!

Chapter 279
'It seems they were the ones who destroyed our branch and killed Commander Ge and them! '

Morris thought he had discovered the truth.

However, facing the joint attack of the four awakened ones, even she couldn't stand it.

After remembering the faces of the four people with cold eyes, the body quickly backed away.

Under the surprised eyes of the four people, they jumped out towards the window.

"Holy crap!"

The four of them, stunned, came to the window.

Under the dim light, a figure could be faintly seen crawling down the wall like a gecko.

All four were dumbfounded.

None of them have this ability.

What's more, only Molizhi's body can get out of such a narrow window.

Just when the four of them were helpless, a sharp silver light suddenly shot out from the darkness.

Impartially, he shot right at Morichi who was climbing the wall.

"Ouch—"

With a miserable howl, Molizhi's body fell from the wall and hit the floor hard.

"what's the situation?"

"Who shot?"

The four people upstairs looked around, but there was no result.

On the other side, Molizhi, who fell to the ground, showed the vitality of Xiaoqiang.

He got up from the ground and ran away.

"Come on!"

A group of security guards quickly chased after him with flashlights.

It turned out that these people were called by the two security guards outside the ward.

When they found that they could not intervene in the battle in the ward, the two security guards did not give up.

Instead, he called more while guarding the entire building.

The moment Emolichi fell, they quickly chased after him.

And in the shadow of an unnoticed bush, a slender figure silently put away the needle in his hand and left from where he was.

That night, the security guards failed to catch up with Morris.

And Zhao Huan and the others did not find out who shot down Molizhi.

Since that night, the security guards have realized that it is not safe inside the ward, and have sent extra staff.

But until Dong Dagao woke up and was discharged from the hospital, Molizhi never appeared again.

The moment Dong Dagao woke up, he was asked about the appearance of the murderer.

But that day Molizhi attacked him from behind, so he didn't see Molizhi's appearance clearly, he only knew that the murderer was a woman.

As for Zhao Huan and the others, because of the dim lighting in the ward that night and the fact that Morici deliberately blocked them, they couldn't clearly describe Morici's appearance.

All she knew was that she was a small woman.

【The foreign teacher Molizhi seems to have been on leave for several days, is he sick? 】

【snort!It is estimated that it is another foreign teacher who came to gild. 】

【We can listen to Professor Twelve's class, it's much more lively than that of Molizhi's foreign teacher! 】

"boom!"

Molizhi looked at the posts on the forum, gritted his teeth and patted the table.

"hiss--"

This slap touched the wound on her body again, making her even more annoyed.

His cold eyes were fixed on a sharp object on the table.

I saw that it was a seemingly ordinary bamboo stick.

However, it was covered with almost dried blood.

That's Morici's blood!

That night, it was this bamboo stick that flew from nowhere that knocked Morizhi off the wall.

Otherwise, Molizhi would not have been injured so badly, so he could only hide at home to recuperate on the grounds of illness.

Therefore, Moli Zhi has greater hatred for the owner of the bamboo stick than Zhao Huan and the others!

"Better not let me find out who you are!"

Molizhi gritted his teeth with a ferocious expression on his face.

"[Great Brahma Sect] is a new sect in India.

The sect believes that humans are hierarchical.

Awakened people are naturally superior to ordinary people, and ordinary people can only kneel down and worship the awakened people."

On the podium, the twelve monks were smiling, and their gentle voice spread throughout the classroom.

The classroom was full of people, some even stood and listened to the class.

Some people listened carefully to what the twelve monks taught, but most of them stared at the handsome face of the twelve monks, unable to move their eyes away.

"Mr. Twelve, I want to ask you, don't the people in India protest against the existence of this kind of organization?
And Indian officials, will they condone this kind of organization to spread such ideas? "

A student asked the twelve monks a question.

"India has a very long history of being enslaved.

The word surrender is deeply imprinted in the blood of the Indian people.

In particular, the Brahma Sect's slogan "Everyone can become an Awakened One" has attracted countless people to join.

And the Indian government also needs such an organization to manage the awakened people in the country, so they turned a blind eye."

The twelve monks replied slowly.

"Everyone can become an awakened person? How is this possible?"

Someone immediately questioned it.

"So, those Indian people started to come into contact with Brahma Sect with this kind of skeptical mentality.

And then caught in a strange cycle——

Doubt—Join with curiosity—Brainwashed—Help brainwash other people—Other people doubt—Join with curiosity”

Listening to the words of the Twelve Monks, the students below couldn't help but rejoice that there is no such organization in Yan Kingdom.

Perhaps something similar is the Eternal Tribulation.

But after the above-mentioned deliberate cleaning, it is rare to see the leaflets of Yongjie now.

"Living in Yan Kingdom, I am really happy."

At the back of the classroom, a girl with ponytails felt emotional when she heard the words of the twelve monks.

Then she turned her head to look at a girl with braids beside her, and said with a smile, "Xiaoli, I didn't lie to you, this teacher is really handsome, and the key classes are also very interesting."

The girl on the side is of course Lan Xiaoli.

The girl who spoke was her former roommate named [Zheng Xiaoya].

The reason why I say once is because the two graduated from Peking University together earlier this year.

Among all the former roommates, Zheng Xiaoya and Lan Xiaoli had the best relationship.

It's just that after graduation, Zheng Xiaoya chose to be stable and stayed in Kyoto.

But Lan Xiaoli chose to challenge and went to Wucheng.

After hearing that Lan Xiaoli had returned to the capital these two days, Zheng Xiaoya excitedly dragged Lan Xiaoli to her alma mater, saying that she was introducing him to the most handsome teacher in the history of Peking University.

“Telling is not bad, but”

Lan Xiaoli frowned and looked at the twelve monks on the podium, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Perhaps it was because he attracted too many girls' admiring gazes, which made Lan Xiaoli feel that he was not here for class, but to hook up with little girls.

"By the way, will you go to the class reunion the day after tomorrow?"

At this time, Zheng Xiaoya asked again.

Lan Xiaoli was taken aback for a moment, with hesitation on her face.

"Hey, aren't you still committing social terror?"

Zheng Xiaoya stared at Lan Xiaoli.

"D-Of course not! I'll go!"

As if angry, Lan Xiaoli's head went hot, and she agreed to go to this class reunion.

(End of this chapter)