Slag attack classification system

Although Hua Guoming's morale was low, Zhao Zhenhe still embarked on the journey to the Olympic Games in country H. The airport was crowded with people, and everyone was busy among the crowd with their suitcases.

Tang Zhi arrived an hour earlier, and he bought sandwiches and hot milk for all the team members and nutritionist, except Li Yunhe, when Tang Zhi walked up to him, he only said three words in a drawn out voice, "No-yes - up".

Three to 10 minutes before boarding, Zhao Zhenhe's cell phone received two text messages at the same time, and he swiped open the phone screen——

The first one came from Li Yunhe who was standing not far from him, Zhao Zhenhe couldn't figure it out very clearly, why didn't he say it face to face when he was standing so close.

'Twilight, I read the notebook you gave me, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was my fault for not trusting you back then. '

Zhao Zhenhe clicked on the small red 'delete' in the upper right corner, swiped his finger, and continued to read the next text message, which came from a strange user.

"I'm Shang Li. I'm very sorry for the previous incident. Just remind you, aren't you going to participate in the Olympics recently? You must pay attention before going abroad..."

Before Zhao Zhenhe finished reading, an ominous premonition throbbed in his heart, and even the system started to keep alarming, what's wrong, what happened?

He raised his head and saw a man wearing a black peaked cap walking quickly in the crowd. The jaw line was very familiar, and the movement was so fast that no one could react.

"Wang Junlang?!"

A teammate recognized him, "What are you doing here? You're not on the list."

"Of course I'm not on the competition list. Thanks to someone, I'm going to the prison to watch the Olympics soon." Wang Junlang lowered his hat brim, revealing only his pale lips, "Zhao Huangwan, we have been sitting for such a long time anyway." Friends, it’s not good to go to the game without saying anything, but it’s okay...I don’t care, I’m here to see you off, to say goodbye to you..."

Wang Junlang's hoarse voice gradually attracted the attention of an airport policeman. They walked slowly from the north and asked, "Is there a dispute here? Passenger, do you have no luggage?" Please show your passport and boarding ticket."

"Who said I didn't have any accompanying luggage?" Wang Junlang picked up a big white dress and a transparent glass bottle on the chair, threw the clothes vigorously, and rushed directly at the policeman who was approaching him.

At this moment, he immediately opened the lid of the glass bottle, ran suddenly, and immediately poured out the water in his bottle.

For the first time, water splashed on the ground and public rest chairs, and the group backed away.

Li Yunhe stood at the front, "Wang Junlang! Have you messed around enough? You have already made a mistake, and you must correct it in time. Don't be obsessed with it, okay?!"

Wang Junlang raised his gloomy eyes, "Are you worthy of talking to me, are you worthy...I'm afraid your mistakes are beyond words, you, did you believe me for a second, you..."

"Why should I believe you? Why should I believe you after you have done such a serious thing," Li Yunhe deliberately glanced at Zhao Zhenhe behind him, "I now know that I was wrong before, and now I want to protect the dusk, you don't want to harm he."

"You said it," Wang Junlang laughed slowly, "You said it, you have to protect him!"

The airport policeman who fell to the ground opened the clothes he was clutching in his hands, and gradually widened his eyes, "This is the overalls of our airport cleaners. How did you have them? How did you get in?"

When he said this, Wang Junlang also directly poured water on Li Yunhe's body. Li Yunhe thought it was ordinary water, so he didn't dodge it at all, and even took a few steps forward to show himself.

There was a miserable "Ah—" sound from the whole airport, Li Yunhe convulsed, and he covered his face.

Seeing this, Zhou Nian shouted, "It's sulfuric acid! Damn it, it's sulfuric acid! Everyone back up!! It's sulfuric acid!"

There was a sudden panic in the airport, and the passengers waiting for the flight fled away one after another and fled in all directions.

Li Yunhe knelt on the ground, his body made the sound of "stinging" that only occurs when roasting meat, and big drops of blood dripped down. He lay on the ground and kept howling.

"Aren't you going to save Zhao Huangwan, then I'll give you this chance," Wang Junlang squatted on the ground, "I tell you I'm going to splash Zhao Huangwan now, do you want to protect him?" He looked up at Zhao Zhenhe and the others , "If those behind you dare to run away, I'll just pour this whole bottle on Li Yunhe's head."

Li Yunhe prostrated himself on the ground and let out a sharp cry, "Don't! Don't throw me! Don't come here! Go and throw Zhao Huangwan! I won't protect him! I'm a liar!"

The airport policemen grabbed their clothes and glared angrily, but fearing that Wang Junlang had Li Yunhe as a hostage in his hands, they didn't dare to step forward.

"Zhao Huanghun, Zhao Huanghun, look, this is the man we couldn't snatch back, just this bear-like man." Wang Junlang's smile became more and more crazy, and he approached Zhao Zhenhe step by step, and the smell of corrosive sulfuric acid became more and more intense .

Zhao Zhenhe stood there without moving, his mind was running wildly, he was calculating how to dodge, so as to prevent the places used in the game from being injured to the greatest extent, the face can be injured, but the eyes can't...

"Do you still want to go to the competition?" Wang Junlang laughed, "No, you didn't let me go to the competition, how could I let you go to the competition?"

As he approached step by step, all his teammates backed away stiffly, only Zhao Zhenhe stood still.

"Tell me, how can I let you compete?" He slowly raised the glass bottle in his hand, facing Zhao Zhenhe's head, "Tell me."

"Wang Junlang, do you really dare to touch him?" The moment Tang Zhi rushed out, he scolded himself tens of thousands of words in his heart. It's over, he really fell in love with Zhao Huangwan, and it was beyond redemption.

Holding back his energy, he bumped into Wang Junlang directly.

Because Tang Zhi's movements were too fast, Wang Junlang didn't react at all, and he was thrown to the ground like a large animal, making a "bang". After he realized, he immediately struggled desperately, holding the glass bottle If the water keeps flowing out, it won’t work, and it won’t be enough.

Wang Junlang, who was suppressed underneath, used his greatest strength in his life to get out of the gap like a loach, sat up suddenly, and poured the sulfuric acid in his hand on Zhao Zhenhe who was running to pull the Tang paper away.

Unexpectedly, when the sulfuric acid was in mid-air, Tang Zhi roared and blocked it with his upper body. With a "stab", the burning sensation spread across Tang Zhi's upper body. inside the clothes.

pain--

Tang Zhi felt as if he had been fried in a frying pan. He immediately tore off his clothes, and the little policeman also jumped up and restrained Wang Junlang, handcuffed him, "You are under arrest."

"Ambulance, call an ambulance!"

"Please start the boarding procedure for flight 1280, the passengers of the flight from Beijing to country H, please start the boarding procedure for the passengers of flight 1280, the flight from Beijing to country H..."

For a while, it was a mess.

"..."

After the ambulance personnel arrived, they immediately gave Tang Zhi and Li Yunhe an on-site remedy. Tang Zhi's upper chest was so rotten that even the doctor couldn't bear to look directly at it.

Tang Zhi raised his head on the stretcher and looked at Zhao Zhenhe's trembling hands, "I just do what is right, and this is a symbol of a hero. You must never think that I am here to save you, and I am not in love with you."

When Tang Zhi said this, he wanted to slap himself ten times.

Why can't he tell the truth? !

"Passengers of Flight 1280, Beijing to Country H, please pay attention. There are still 2 minutes to close the boarding channel. Please hurry up and board the plane."

"Hurry up!" Tang Zhi turned his head and was given painkillers and anesthetics, "It's the competition!"

The effect of the anesthetic was very strong, and the Zhao Zhenhe in front of him suddenly became two.

It would be great if there were really two, one to accompany him to the hospital, and the other to go to country H for a competition.

At this moment, one of the two Zhao Zhenhe knelt devoutly beside the stretcher, and said in Tang Zhi's ear, "Wait for me, I'll win you a gold medal, just for you." The tone was firm and serious.

"......"

The plane carrying Zhao Zhenhe and a team of team members finally took off, and landed in a strange country and a strange city six hours later.

The moment they got off the plane, the humid air immediately enveloped them, the smell of food wafted down from the sky, their vision suddenly brightened, and a moist breeze blew in from outside.

There are many people holding signs in the waiting area of ​​the airport, and they are also looking for their own pick-up cards.

They searched for a long time, almost out of the airport, and finally found the 'Hua Guo Olympic Pick-up' in a corner.

Fortunately, Yu Mingming had sharp eyes, and the two people from country H were sitting in the corner chatting, and the pick-up sign was just placed on the ground, so no one could find it.

"Here we come." The two pick-up men seemed to be frowning impatiently, and they patted their pants, "Let's go."

After turning around, the two spoke some incomprehensible words in their dialect, smiling at the team members as they spoke.

The van that picked them up and sent them off had a musty smell, and it didn't look like a standard equipment for an Olympic Games from any angle.

Anniversary gradually became impatient, but he still listened to Zhao Zhenhe and didn't cause much trouble.

The car kept bumping and stopped after more than ten minutes of driving. The co-pilot went out and came back soon. He stretched out his hand and threw the bag in his hand to the back seat. "For you guys."

"What is this?" Inside the bag were boxes of pills and the like.

The driver and the co-pilot let out a roaring laugh, which lasted for half a minute before the co-pilot spoke in broken Chinese.

"Stimulant, you Chinese people like it."

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