Welcome to the lock demon tower

Everyone came back to their senses immediately, He Ping dragged Zhang Qiyang up, and rushed out following Qiao Que's footsteps.

Because Zhao Kexin ran to the innermost side to get the fire extinguisher, he was the last one to come out.

When she stepped out of the gate, she turned her head and looked back, and saw the purple-skinned monster lying on the ground, its skin was burned to black by Qiao Que's spiritual fire, and it was unknown whether it was alive or dead.

However, the flame that was still burning vigorously just now has been completely extinguished at this moment, leaving only wisps of green smoke.

A thought came to Zhao Kexin's mind: Isn't it said that the spiritual fire can't be extinguished by wind or water, and only Qiao Que can extinguish it?

This brat is bragging again.

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The office building is tens of meters to the east, and there is an independent cafeteria. Because of the short distance, most of the teachers eat nearby.The steak rice and grilled chicken here taste very good, and are very popular among students. They have topped the campus food rankings several times. Therefore, although it is not close to the teaching buildings of major colleges, many students still come here every day.

Qiao Que has also been dragged by Zhao Benben to come here several times - Benben likes the steak rice here very much, and he would eat three servings for a meal.

So Qiao Que also knew that there was a small road next to the cafeteria, over a small hill, and down the road, it was the school's large playground and several gymnasiums, where Ben Ben usually trained.

Now it seems that they brought Zhang Qiyang, the open space is much safer than the closed space.

Qiao Que led everyone to take a shortcut to escape, and soon arrived on the lawn of the big playground, paralyzed on the ground and panting non-stop.

Whatever was going on, it was at least clear here.

Zhang Qiyang was directly thrown to the ground by He Ping, with a lump of cloth stuffed in his mouth, which looked like a dirty sock picked up by the side of the road.

Qiao Que stared at the sky and bared his teeth, it was inhumane.

Even though He Ping had always been mild-tempered, he couldn't stand this man crying and howling all the way, wishing he could attract all the dirty things from the school.

He Ping had a headache and said: "Little Qiao, are you sure this is the student council president you mentioned? Why is it completely different from what you described. It can't be some dirty thing in disguise, right?"

Qiao Que looked at Zhang Qiyang who had been lying on the ground pretending to be dead since just now, took a step forward, removed the dirty cloth from his mouth, and squatted down: "President, you can tell now, what is going on?" Otherwise, everyone will think that you are with those ghosts."

Zhang Qiyang shuddered all over, put his face sideways on the plastic lawn, and continued to pretend to be dead.

No matter what they said, they held their heads and did not intend to speak.

At this moment, everyone was very impatient. The tall man who had carried Zhang Qiyang on his back just now stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Qiyang's shirt collar and lifted him up: "My surname is Zhang, let me tell you, in our eyes You are just an NPC at best, so please don’t pretend to be a character in the plot and add drama to yourself, and you should explain to grandpa quickly, otherwise you will be thrown into the building just now.”

He usually followed He Ping in the team, and he didn't seem to have any sense of presence, but when he spoke suddenly, he was full of ruffian, coupled with his cropped hair and trembling muscles on his arms, he was quite a social person.

Qiao Que remembered that his surname was Wang, and he had paid attention to it during the battle just now, and he didn't seem to have seen him use any outstanding skills, maybe he wasn't a combat type.Even so, such a player with very good physique and skill is already very rare.

Qiao Que: From this point of view, the team next door is really hidden dragons and crouching tigers, even the piggy Peggy is not lacking.

438: "... If you do this calculation, your side obviously has a greater advantage. You see, boss, I don't need to say, although he hasn't shot much, but the low-level demon-locking tower, he can directly slaughter the whole Picture. Zhao Kexin, a Buddhist cultivator, if he didn’t have much experience and no suitable master to lead him on the road, it would definitely not be a problem to go there alone with bare hands.”

Qiao Que waited for a long time, but he didn't hear the following. He was so angry: Our team obviously has three, why did you only mention two!

438: "...The truth hurts feelings, good boy."

While Qiao Que was chatting with 438, the teammate surnamed Wang questioned and threatened Zhang Qiyang from all angles.

It stands to reason that a tall, strong man who looks very difficult to mess with can cause a lot of psychological pressure, especially Zhang Qiyang, who has almost collapsed.

Unexpectedly, as if he didn't hear it, he still held his head tremblingly and muttered something. Everyone quieted down and listened carefully, only to hear that he was repeating: "I don't want... I don't want to ..."

"What don't you want?" Qiao Que sat cross-legged on the ground and faced him face to face: "Let's start from the beginning. Well... President, you are so kind and willing to help your classmates. Do all students think of asking you when they encounter problems? You asked for help? What about the students who were bullied to death? Did they come to you before they were alive?"

After hearing his words, Zhang Qiyang suddenly raised his head, his pupils shrank slightly: "...how do you know...you..."

Qiao Que continued: "Do you still remember Xu Siran?"

Zhang Qiyang's facial nerves visibly jumped.

Qiao Que took a strong dose of medicine: "In the beginning, it was you, right? It was you who suggested Xu Siran join the photography club."

Zhang Qiyang's lips trembled, and he looked at Qiao Que in shock and fear, as if he wanted to rush forward to stop Qiao Que from speaking, but he didn't have the courage.

Qiao Que continued to say calmly: "She was happy for a while. For this, she thanked you from the bottom of her heart, thinking that you are a reliable and gentle senior. Perhaps, she once liked you? ... But what about you? You Knowing what happened to her, why did you tell her so hard when she asked you for help, telling her to endure it, because she needed evidence? It was precisely because she believed your nonsense that she could only go from the rooftop Jumped off. Chairman, do you remember?"

Zhang Qiyang couldn't bear it anymore, a desperate cry erupted from his throat, and he hurriedly crawled away from Qiao Que, his eyeballs protruded slightly, obviously frightened to the extreme: "You...how would you know?! No one knows that she knows me, who did you listen to?!"

Zhao Kexin thought of something, and looked at Qiao Que in surprise: "Little Qiao..."

Qiao Que nodded: "That's right, Xu Siran told me himself."

In that sudden psychic communication, he saw every face in Xu Siran's memory, and the one he was most familiar with, the one he could recognize at a glance, was Zhang Qiyang in front of him.

Zhang Qiyang was already in extreme embarrassment, he shouted: "Impossible! Xu Siran...Xu Siran has already turned into a ghost! So what if he became a ghost, he doesn't even have sanity! How could she tell you this!"

Oh wow.

Everyone's eyes on Zhang Qiyang changed.

Qiao Que smiled triumphantly: "Because I can psychic."

Zhang Qiyang was stunned, and after a while, he slowly collapsed on the ground.

He covered his face and gave up struggling completely.

"I don't want to... I really don't want to... I really have good intentions. I know that Xu Siran doesn't fit in, but I like photography. I suggested her to join the club out of good intentions. I can't control the following things Yes! Really! Qiao Que, you know that, right? I’m just the president of the student council, I’ve tried my best...I’ve tried my best..."

Qiao Que asked: "So, you usually have a good personal relationship with them, but when they are bullied, you choose to stand idly by? Even pass the buck and let them live under violence?"

"No! It's not like this!" Zhang Qiyang said tremblingly: "They are very pitiful, I know...I know. But I also have my own future! Do I want to go to the teacher, the Social Association, and the Is the whole school making trouble? And then stabbing outside reporters to ruin the reputation of the school?! I will go abroad for exchange next year. At this critical juncture, do I deserve to be involved in these things?! Not to mention the injustice and debts There is a master, if they want to blame, they can't blame me! Why...why is it me..."

For a moment, everyone's faces were filled with expressions of contempt, disdain, and slight sympathy.

There are too many people like him.

They may not have any strong malice at ordinary times, and may even be a well-known good person, but the most terrifying thing is that they are bad, not completely bad, and good, but not good enough.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and most people live in such a nebulous gray area.

When witnessing bad luck befall the people around them, their first reaction is to protect themselves, to distance themselves from the relationship, lest they will be implicated in the slightest.

Then, she shed tears of sympathy for what happened to them, and maybe she would secretly rejoice in her heart that the tragedy had fallen by the wayside.

Qiao Que sighed, and looked at He Ping, not knowing what to say.

He Ping had grown impatient for a long time, he had no interest in the NPC's inner monologue, and was only thinking about the mission.

He gave a few words of perfunctory comfort, and got straight to the point: "That's all? You know something else, right? For example, is there any special connection between these dead students?"

"I don't know... I really don't know anything..." Zhang Qiyang shook his head desperately, trying to shrink himself into a ball.

He Ping's veins burst out, and he looked like he would hit someone at any time.

Zhang Qiyang swears to the sky: "Really! I can swear! The school has dealt with the relevant personnel involved in serious cases. Those who drop out of school, those who are expelled, and the rest of the details will not be made public at all. I... I originally I have always wanted to avoid these things, so as not to get dirty, and where can I know?!"

He Ping started to move his fist.

Zhang Qiyang immediately added: "...But in the drawer of the student union office, there are several self-report materials that they reported, which should clearly describe all the ins and outs. But they are all one-sided words... To be honest, I didn't dare to look at it at all... ah!"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Kexin kicked up his ass when his temper kicked up, and he fell like a dog eating shit.

Zhao Kexin couldn't listen anymore. This bastard pretended to be a dog on the surface, but in fact he was selfish and timid. It was fine if he didn't stand up for a few students who had suffered violence. It never did, and even suppressed their complaint materials, allowing them to be bullied to death.

She thought to herself, your mother exploded.

... If she doesn't blow it up, you blow it up for me.

He lifted his leg and kicked out.

Zhang Qiyang fell with a blue nose and swollen eyes. He cried and rolled on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. Zhao Kexin just wanted to say something to him, but for some reason, he suddenly froze and didn't speak for a long time. She looked at Qiao Que in shock.

Seeing her like this, several thoughts flashed through Qiao Que's head, and he immediately understood.

He was suddenly overjoyed, and secretly compared Zhao Kexin to a silly scissorhands.

Zhao Kexin: ...Really?

Qiao Que didn't answer, but lowered his head and asked, "President, are you okay?"

Then without waiting for the other party to pretend to be crazy, he continued: "I believe everything you say, but I still want to ask you, if you just chose to stand by and watch, then how did you become the boss of this world?"