Settled in high school, mainly anti-customer

"!!"

Looking at Dostoyevsky's red eyes, Tian Tian yelled in her heart that something was wrong.

Too bad, this guy was driven into a rage by a brain-dead skill.

"Дурак!!"

Dostoyevsky looked extremely angry. He was pointing at Tiantian's head and yelling curses, and smashed the glass behind him with his fist.

"Can I have the phone in my pocket? I want to take a video."

Xia Youjie was knelt on the ground sweetly, still undeterred, with a faint look of anticipation on his face.

Probably it was Dostoyevsky's ruthless gesture of preparing to escape just now, which really disgusted Xia Youjie.

"Don't waste your time making some useless things. If your companion is really big later, I might ask you to work part-time as a shield."

Tian Tian gave Xia Youjie a cool look, and turned that restless head back mercilessly.

【bump! ! 】

During the short exchange between the two, Dostoevsky suddenly turned around with a roundabout kick - kicking the bloody glass behind him hard!

Sweet: "?"

Now comes one such question.

If you are facing an enemy, and there is a teammate who has turned against each other; under such conditions, you have obtained the berserk skill, and added a "pain mask" that increases the magic power, what will you do?

According to traditional routine novels.

Probably by fighting with all my might,? Counterattacking the enemy and former teammates,? Stepping on their corpses and blood to achieve—[Extreme Anti-killing] achievement.

But this is just a traditional novel routine.

Our great grinder, Dostoevsky, was no ordinary man content to succumb to routine.

With the situation in his favour, Dostoevsky forcibly suppressed the fury of the Soviet Union bear boiling in his blood.

"what……"

The man's slender five fingers clasped the plush hat on his head tightly, and the veins on the back of his strong hand burst, and a hoarse growl came from his throat.

After the woman's wooden barn pointed at him, he clearly noticed the changes in his body.

The perennially low-temperature blood and skin were as hot as if they had been doused with high-density alcohol.

Thoughts that should have been calm and rational seemed to be vigorously stirred by an invisible spoon, and even some pictures that should not have appeared appeared in front of his eyes and in his memory——

He saw the ugly faces of the beautiful people.

I saw that standing on top of the white snow in the homeland of the Kingdom of Winter, the red flags stood proudly above the blue sky like blood-spattered banners, floating among the oceans.

Dostoevsky's purple eyes began to look at the blue sky beyond the shade of the trees through the broken window. His eyes passed through the sky, as if he saw the familiar scenery of his hometown again.

"Vodka! Vodka!"

On the homeland, a group of light-haired men in winter jackets each held a crystal clear glass bottle, the wine in the bottle was like swaying wine—they ran towards him in the snow, cheering.

"Big Lieba! Big Lieba!"

"Vodka! Vodka!"

The aroma of black bread and the overbearing taste of wine filled Dostoevsky's facial features and perceptions, making him slightly absent-minded.

"Ability? Or a spell?"

The expression on Dostoevsky's face was constantly switching between emotion and anger, which made his unusually handsome face look extraordinarily ferocious.

As if he was restraining his emotions, he grabbed his milky white winter velvet hat fiercely, suppressing the desire to rush up and crush the throats of Tiantian and Xia Youjie.

"Is there a stimulant in your spell? He looks like he's high."

Xia Youjie lay quietly on the ground, never forgetting to brush up on his sense of existence, and chatted with Tiantian bitterly.

"Your ability looks really interesting, do you want to consider the development of my church?"

Sweet: "..."

what?

This guy actually has a church?

"To shut up!!"

Tiantian stopped Xia Youjie's speech with righteous words, and was not disturbed by this man's words. His attention and mind were not disturbed, and he still held his wooden warehouse and stared at Dostoevs, who was almost insane in front of him. base.

The current situation is very complicated, and it can be said that she messed up half of it herself.

Although the bald donkey here was given up by Brother Mao, Tiantian doesn't know what the relationship between the two is so far, and she must not take it lightly now.

If the monk tried to get her to let her guard down and was finally fucked by the Russians, it would be game over.

"........."

The whites of Dostoevsky's eyes were still red and terrifying, and his body was leaning tightly against the window frame behind him, trembling all over, looking ready to go.

"Don't you really think about it? Miss, the salary in our church is much easier than that of a conjurer, compared to being lucky enough to upgrade in the conjuration system..."

Xia Youjie saw Tiantian's nervous eyes and felt the tense muscles in her calf, and immediately became more chatterbox, Balabala began to beep softly, and at the same time kept observing Dostoevsky with dark eyes .

"..."

Tian Tian was so annoyed by Xia Youjie, she felt annoyed; she was even more annoyed when she heard that Xia Youjie was teaching there.

As soon as she heard about the church, she immediately thought of the evil priest in a neighboring country in a certain demonic video, "Hallelujah~" and all kinds of outrageous and unreasonable sneakers.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.

【bump! 】

Without doing anything, Tiantian picked up the wooden warehouse in her hand, dragged it on Xia Youjie's head with the wooden warehouse, and gave an American-style crit!

Then Tiantian began to sing loudly.

"? There has never been a savior and no immortal emperors!! To create the happiness of mankind depends entirely on ourselves!!"

Use singing to tell you Lao Tzu's attitude towards the bullshit church, just whatever you see in front of you.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Dostoevsky: "..."

The head of the church, who was hit by the gun butt, had a dark and terrifying face. Hearing Tian Tian singing loudly on him, his inner irritability had begun to reach its limit.

When Tiantian put the skills on Dostoevsky, Xia Youjie already felt that more than half of the unreasonable neurotic fear disappeared, and the trembling death threat imprinted on the soul also disappeared. do.

It should be spiritual warlocks. Although they are rare, he has seen them, and he has killed a few of them in the past hundred years.

"Feja..."

Xia Youjie sorted out his thoughts, raised his head irritably, and was just about to say something to Dostoevsky.

"..."

Looking at Dostoevsky in front of him, Xia Youjie was stunned.

I saw Dostoevsky staring blankly at Tian Tian, ​​those purple pupils full of gloom like pearls covered in dust; two lines of tears slid down his cheeks, washing away the haze in the man's eyes.

Fyodor Dostoevsky: "... get up... hungry and cold slaves..."

The man opened his mouth and murmured softly.

Xia Youjie: "..."

He looked at Dostoyevsky in disbelief, his slender eyes were slightly widened at a tricky angle; Xia Youjie's nose was about to crooked from anger!

This is outrageous!

He even sang a few lines along with the horse!

Is this female conjurer's practice so advanced?

Just terrifying.

"..."

Looking at the tearful man in front of Tiantian, she lost her mind for a moment, and then she felt more certain in her heart.

On Mao Zi and the genetic calling of this song.

The sweet voice was impassioned: "Don't say we have nothing! We want to be the masters of the world!"

Just after she sang, Dostoevsky smiled slightly, and that gloomy face now had an indescribable tranquility and tranquility.

"This is the final struggle... Unite until tomorrow..."

In fact, he doesn't know how to sing this song very much, but he still followed the little tune in his memory, and took it up with some awkwardness.

Xia Youjie: "..."

Others are numb.

Just let him take a picture of it hanging like this, and show it to the port bums.

Let them take a good look at what a devil is.

"Dawarich."

Tiantian opened her mouth and looked deeply at Dostoevsky.

"Being able to sing this song shows that you still have a fiery flame in your heart. When you go wrong in life, you should turn yourself in. If you admit your mistakes, you will be given a lighter sentence and be lenient."

"..."

Dostoevsky stared at Tiantian, smiled slightly, and was in a sage mode. "No, after just going through, I only have one thought now."

"I want to go back to my hometown to see, feel the cold and icy snow, and the vast black land."

After finishing speaking, he turned over the window and ran out of the toilet.

"..."

"Dogs can't stop eating shit."

Tiantian frowned and cursed.

Isn't this just escape?

"Red girl, come out."

Xia Youjie stared at Tiantian gloomily, and called softly.

At the next moment, the bathroom was brightly lit, and a sharp and fresh smell of blood emerged continuously from Xia Youjie's body.

"!!"

Tiantian suddenly jumped off Xia Youjie's body.

Her first reaction was to jump to the toilet cubicle where Ryo Oto was hiding, opened the door, and rescued Ryo Oto who was in a daze from the cubicle!

Behind her was the bloody wind and light, Tiantian used her petite body to tightly protect Dahu Liang in her arms, her back was full of scalding pain!

"Run!!!"

Tiantian lifted the big man with both hands, desperately, and pushed the 1.7-meter-tall man out of the window through which Dostoevsky had just escaped.

"Ahhhhh!!"

Oto Ryo fell to the ground in horror and rolled under the outdoor window like a rubber ball.

"what!"

A voice came from the side.

Dahu Liang was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw a child in a blue suit holding up a mobile phone to record a video, looking at him with a pale face.

Oto Ryo: "..."

Conan: "..."

"Dahu Liang!! Help evacuate the crowd in the restaurant! This man is a terrorist, and he is surrounded by explosives!!"

The sweet voice came from far away in the toilet, messed up by the violent wind.

The two were confused: "..."

Who are you lying to?

Does this explosion, explosion, and explosive have its own neon red light special effect? !

"Brother! Go and help evacuate the crowd! I'll go find this sister's friend! He's in box six!"

Conan's brain was in a mess, but the imminent danger inside made him think quickly. Conan directly arranged tasks for himself and Ryo Oto.

"well!"

Dahu was stunned for a moment, then got up quickly, and ran away from behind the toilet.

...

"Monk, I do things by myself. If you are a man, go out with me and have a decent fight in an open place."

Xia Youjie's whole body was shrouded in a bright red mist, and a figure in a red robe vaguely appeared beside him.

Tiantian tried the wooden warehouse, but heard the prompt of [skill cooling] from the system.

Thinking of the staff in the restaurant and Gou Juici still waiting for her to go back, Tiantian felt helpless and could only lure Xia Youjie to fight her.

"You don't need to go out, isn't it great to be here? While teaching you a lesson, you can also kill a few monkeys to add to the fun."

Xia Youjie mercilessly rejected Tian Tian's proposal, with a dangerous smile on his face, and a vein popping out on his forehead, he looked like he really wanted to deal with her.

"I'll fool you, you little-eyed mouse."

When Tian Tian heard it, her eyes were as cold as snow.

Dare to say that we humans are monkeys?What kind of thing are you?

【system! 】

Sweetness is calling in my heart.

[Is there any space to isolate the class road? 】

【System: Yes】

well.

Tiantian looked coldly at the arrogant monk in front of him.

Let's see how she handles this orphan Sima.

作者有话要说：下一章五条老师精准缉拿脑花油，脑花的璀璨人生要结束了。感谢在2021-05-15?06:07:03~2021-05-16?20:10:55期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Shallow Life Ruolian? 4; Miao Su? 2;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：说书先生?42瓶；仴僾□糖糖あ?40瓶；鸟鸟子?22瓶；小雯姐姐?20瓶；缪苏?12瓶；浅生若怜、小清?10瓶；会飞的小马尾?5瓶；啊嘻、横滨热心市民?2瓶；是热心市民啊、樂蜜桃、古雨?1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!