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"Gu Yi, are you here?" the black foreign teacher on the stage was still asking.

Gu Yi himself made no move.

The three roommates didn't say anything when they saw Gu Yi. They just exchanged glances with each other and then remained silent.

The IQs of his teammates are basically online, and Gu Yi said that the current experience is good.

"Gu Yi, please call." The foreign teacher persisted.

"Teacher, this classmate named Gu Yi has never shown up during roll call. He probably didn't arrive. Call the next one." Someone said under the podium.

"Gu Yi, please call!" The foreign teacher, as if he didn't hear what was said in the audience, still called Gu Yi persistently.

The atmosphere in the classroom became increasingly weird.

From Gu Yi's point of view, the situation is now very clear. This black foreign teacher either has a ghost in his heart or has feces on his body. Anyway, he is not clean.

Gu Yi even suspected that the strange black foreign teacher on the stage was probably related to the figure outside the door and the group of men in suits that Lin Yaoxin met and snatched Fang Chengmo's body.

Therefore, Gu Yi immediately reached into the table hole with his mobile phone in hand, clicked on the v-mail, and sent Lin Yaoxin the location of the foreign language building where he was currently located.

Lin Yaoxin is a rich and smart ally of Gu Yi. It will definitely be beneficial to inform her.

After sending the location to Miss Lin... do you still have to think about what to do next? Of course the police were called!

The security officers of the Public Security Bureau are always the first people people think of when they encounter danger.

Because the current situation is quite special, Gu Yi did not use a regular phone call to call the police, but adopted a text message alarm method that most people are not familiar with——

"Jiang University, Foreign Language Building, terrorist attack."

After simply editing a few words, Gu Yi sent the alarm text message.

Having the support of the Public Security Bureau can provide some peace of mind.

In the classroom, because of the strange behavior of this so-called substitute teacher, the students have begun to whisper and discuss.

The black foreign teacher on the stage also obviously lost his patience. He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Gu Yi!"

boom!

Following his howl, the door at the back of the large classroom was slammed shut from the outside.

"Fuck?"

"what's the situation!?"

The students present looked back at the suddenly closed door behind them, completely confused by the sudden situation.

However, this is not the end.

boom!

There was another loud noise, this time coming from the front of the classroom.

However, instead of the sound of the front door being slammed shut, it was the sound of gunshots.

The so-called foreign teacher on the podium was holding a Sig Sauer 365 pistol.

The fluorescent lamp in front of the classroom was leaking sparks, and the lamp was broken to the ground.

The black "foreign teacher" took out his gun and showed off his cards.

"I hope you will be quiet!" The black man holding a gun on the stage threatened in his non-standard Chinese.

Because the fluorescent lamp above him was blown out, the podium seemed to be particularly dark compared to other places.

The students really didn't dare to talk anymore. They were all like rabbits that were too frightened to move.

No matter how brave a person is, he will always be at a loss when facing a gun-wielding thug when he is unarmed.

"Gu Yi, are you still unwilling to come forward? We just want to invite you, that's all... Is there still no one? Oh, I see, maybe we should show you our sincerity in inviting you first, I know You Chinese like this."

The talent of the black race, when speaking such a long paragraph in Chinese, also has a Ra rhythm. It's just that, under the current environment, it's not funny at all.

As the gun-wielding black man finished speaking, two more men came in from the front of the classroom. Both of them were of Asian appearance, each holding two portable oil drums in their hands.

Guns are prohibited in the Chinese District, and there is very little gun smuggling in this area. The black man's force essentially operates across borders in this area, and they have very few weapons at their disposal.

But that doesn't mean they can't get other threatening and destructive items.

For example, gasoline.

All the portable oil drums were opened, and the two new men who came in poured gasoline directly on the classroom floor, desks, and even the students without saying a word.

The people present were all students around the age of 20. They were frightened and cried a lot in this scene.

The sound of crying and wailing mixed with the unique pungent smell of gasoline filled the entire classroom.

After pouring out all four barrels of gasoline, one of the two men who came in from behind took out an arc lighter from his arms, held it in his hand, and waved it in front of the students with a smile on his face.

"Gu Yi, I think you should understand the consequences of being a coward. I only give you dozens of blows." The black man spoke again, his eyes wandering over the crowd of students in the audience.

Black man: "10..."

Black man: "9..."

Gu Yi: "Okay, no need to count, I'm here."

The black man only counted two numbers, and Gu Yi stood up from the middle of the classroom.

When Gu Yi got up, he left his cell phone in the hole in the table.

No matter what the purpose of the group of people he faced was, if they wanted to hold him hostage, his cell phone would definitely be taken away.

The things inside the phone cannot be shown to them anyway.

For example, chatting with Lin Yaoxin's V-mail and chatting with Han Tong's V-mail all involve something of a secret nature.

Moreover, even if there were no secrets in Gu Yi's cell phone, just showing the phone numbers of relatives and friends in the address book to this group of people was considered a bad thing.

Lin Kun, who was sitting next to Gu Yi, saw Gu Yi leaving his cell phone. Without even thinking about it, he quickly touched Gu Yi's cell phone and put it into his pocket.

Let’s talk about those thugs. After seeing Gu Yi stand up, two men with Asian faces quickly approached Gu Yi and led him to the podium, one on the left and the other on the right.

Just like that, Gu Yi came to the black man.

The black man stared at Gu Yi's face for five or six seconds, then nodded, put his gun on Gu Yi's back, and said, "Let me go."

Gu Yi did not resist or struggle. In the current situation, there was no need to resist.

The two of them left the classroom just like that, and under the threat of the black man's weapon, Gu Yi was forced to walk down the dark corridor...

Lin Kun and three other roommates were sitting in their seats, looking at Gu Yi's back disappearing from the door with complicated eyes.

As for the two men with Asian faces, they continued to guard the front door after the black man and Gu Yi left.

Because of the arc lighters they were holding, no one at the scene dared to act rashly.

"You will let us go, right? The boy named Gu Yi has left with you. We don't know him..." In the classroom, some students stumbled and spoke.

The man holding the lighter obviously heard this sentence, and a grin with unknown meaning appeared on his face. He spoke in a very awkward Chinese: "It's time to end get out of class, good boys."

Then, the arc lighter was turned on and he took off his hand. The man threw it in an arc that he thought looked good...

In fact, in the original plan of this gang of thugs, they had no intention of sparing the students in this classroom.

Faced with this sudden situation, no one among the students present reacted.

But there is a... creature, it reacted, or in other words, it has been waiting there.

The moment the open arc lighter was thrown, a white creature jumped out from under the podium like a bolt of lightning...