Discipline committee

(Discipline members)

The serial killer?

Bilika took a step back cautiously, lowered her body slightly, and assumed an attacking posture.

Since the victims were all weak women and children, Bilika always regarded the murderer as an ordinary person.Could it be that the person who killed them turned out to be a person with the ability to read?

Moreover, the man in front of him was very strong, so strong that Bilika could not resist at all; at the same time, he was very dangerous, like a beast without a bridle, who might kill at any time.

She didn't ignore the strong smell of blood on the man in front of her. The ankle-length black windbreaker was covered with blood that hadn't completely dried up, but the man himself didn't care, obviously used to this kind of thing.

However, a blond young man followed closely behind the masked man. He was playing with his mobile phone with his head down. He didn't know if he was texting or playing games. After taking a step, he followed his companion's line of sight and looked at Bilika.

"Sorry, miss, did I scare you?" The blond young man bent down and picked up the meat bun at his feet and handed it to Bilika. He and the masked man are obviously in the same group, but their temperament is completely different, not only the clothes on their bodies It was very clean, and the short hair was carefully trimmed and combed. The neat bangs and baby face made him look like an obedient student.The smile on the face may not be sincere, but at least it is very polite.

"...Thank you." Bilika took the meat bun in the opponent's hand. The white skin of the bun was already covered with a layer of black ash. Others might just throw away the dirty bun. It's not worth much anyway. money, but the blond youth obviously didn't think so.

Bilika noticed that after picking it up, he lightly dusted the dust with the back of the hand holding the phone before handing it to Bilika, as if he was sure that Bilika would eat it.

People who know how to cherish food are usually not bad people.

Realizing that although these two people were terrifying, but they had no intention of killing, Bilika relaxed a little, and even dared to strike up a conversation: "Are you a local?"

"No." The blond young man smiled naturally: "We are here for tourism, and I heard that the collection of the Nishori Museum is very rich!"

"Ah, is that right? I haven't been there yet." Bilika began to think about whether to wait for Qianxia to take her to visit after she finished participating in the competition.

The masked man sneered, put away the umbrella with one hand, and stabbed something into the handle of the umbrella. Only then did Bilika realize that what he was holding in his right hand was a strangely shaped sword with a narrow blade. The handle of the sword is hook-shaped, which can be hidden in the handle of the umbrella.

Bilika wisely did not ask where the masked man's blood came from, but thanked the blond youth and prepared to go back to school.

But the blond young man stopped her: "Don't go this way, the pipe burst, and the workers are rushing to repair it."

"Then I'll go back by another way, thank you for your reminder." Bilika was stunned for a moment, but when she came back to her senses, she immediately smiled at the two of them, turned around and left kindly.

"There's so much nonsense, why don't you just kill it?" The masked man squinted impatiently to the side with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Because it's cute..." the blond young man said halfway, then shrugged his shoulders at the indifferent eyes of his companion: "Okay, I'm joking. That girl belongs to the Hunter's Association, the 287th class, even you don't have one." Grasp the one-hit kill. This mission can’t make such a big commotion, if people who alarm the Hunter Association intervene, it won’t have the expected effect.”

"Can't make a big noise?" The masked man raised his eyebrows and looked at the way he came, his tone full of sarcasm.

Even though it was Saturday, the street was dead silent.

In the middle of the street lay dozens of corpses of men in uniform black suits, sunglasses, and guns, but their throats were cut before the shots were fired.

"Oh, those stupid policemen won't connect the two things together, don't worry. Now, let's make the last vote." The blond young man lowered his head and pressed a few keys on his mobile phone, and continued walking leisurely go.

Not far behind them, on the street that Bilika planned to go, the only living man in a suit stood among the corpses, took out his mobile phone stiffly and slowly, and dialed a number: "Boss, It is me. The mission is not going well, and I request to report to you in person."

There was a small red antenna with demon wings stuck in the back of his neck. After the other party reported a place name, the antenna flashed. Then, the man in the suit moved much more smoothly.Holding the loaded gun, he stepped over his companion's corpse mercilessly, and set off murderously towards where the boss was.

And on the telegraph pole behind him, an inconspicuous black crow fluttered its wings and flew high into the sky.

Bilika, who was leaning on the wall by the roadside, opened her right eye, disconnected the optic nerve, and pursed her lips nervously.

Damn, as long as it's a week later...

Not so many ifs.Bilika didn't have time to detour along the winding streets, just floated in the air, and rushed back to Bingsheng Middle School as fast as possible. If those two dangerous guys were eyeing the students participating in the competition, she must protect Qianxia safety.

***

"Qian Xia, Xiao Zhi, do you want to go to the bathroom?" After the written test for the competition, a familiar classmate invited Qian Xia to join her.

"Ah, oh, wait for me, I'll be with you too." Qianxia hurriedly put away the answering pen, and glanced out of the window by the way. Bilika left at some point, only a few crows were still staring at her.

The students in the classroom left the classroom in twos and threes, chatting at the same time about the crows that can be seen everywhere in Bingsheng Middle School.

"It's disgusting, there are so many of these crows in Bing Sheng."

"That's right, it's so loud that I can't concentrate on answering the questions."

"Huh? Is there a call? Why didn't I hear it?"

"...Ken, it must have croaked, there is no crow that doesn't croak!"

Qian Xia blinked, and quietly pushed the window open a crack, and the biggest crow flapped its wings immediately and squeezed into the classroom through the window crack.

"Ah! It flew in!"

"It's okay." Letting the crow rest on her shoulder, Qianxia comforted her classmates, remembering what Bilika said, she would never let her out of sight, and whispered to the crow: "You are the sister of Bilika who changed her mind." Right? As expected of a witch, she really looks like one!"

"..." The noble and glamorous Master Crow cast a sidelong glance at this stupid human cub, and didn't bother to answer.

Just after the exam, although the teachers of each school are already waiting in the lobby on the first floor, most of the students plan to go to the toilet before leaving.

The girls' toilets on the second floor were full, so Qian Xia suggested, "Why don't we go to the first floor? There should be toilets on the first floor too."

Today is Saturday, and the students of Bingsheng Middle School are on vacation. There are only more than 100 students participating in the competition in the huge campus, and they are distributed in three classrooms on the second floor to answer the papers.

"Well, okay." The classmate who was holding hands with her glanced at the crow on Qianxia's shoulder in horror, and whispered, "Is it really okay to let it stop here? Qianxia looks like a witch."

With a bang, the small light bulb in Qian Xia's mind suddenly lit up because of these words.Being a witch... seems very cool!I wonder if ordinary people can become witches?

Just as she was looking for the toilet with her classmates and imagining the possibility of becoming a witch in the future, there was a bang, and a big hole suddenly opened in the long corridor in front of her, and glass shards and broken bricks smashed on the marble floor.

"Ah!!" Qian Xia and the other two classmates crouched down in fright.

When the smoke and dust cleared, a masked man with a red umbrella and a long black windbreaker stood in front of them. A pair of lifeless dead fish eyes glanced at them very casually. Pointing at them: "Just you guys."

Qian Xia sat on the ground, before she realized how dangerous she was in, before she realized that the scythe of death was about to swing down at her, the reflection of the sharp blade had already reached her eyes.

Qian Xia's two classmates were just like her, lying on the ground with terrified expressions on their faces, only the crow on Qian Xia's shoulder remained calm and calm, staring at the man in front of him with obsidian-like black eyes.

There was a crisp sound of swords and swords clashing, and Qianxia's classmate screamed belatedly, and Billika had already passed a dozen moves with the masked man quickly.

The masked man opened the umbrella suddenly, and took advantage of the cover of the umbrella to draw out the sword in the handle again, while Bilika seemed to be empty-handed, but was able to block the sharp blade again and again, as if holding an invisible sword in her hand. of.

In fact, if Qianxia and the others can also read abilities, they can see that there is a special sword made of compressed wind blades in Bilika's hands. The sword is surrounded by sharp wind blades. Can regenerate immediately.

The two faced each other fiercely in the air, and then separated. Bilika almost fell down. Fortunately, she landed on one knee and kept her balance. However, she slid straight back, and the soles of her shoes rubbed against the marble floor. There was a toothache grinding sound.

Feitan looked unharmed, but Bilika coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and there were large and small bloody mouths on her body.

The blond young man who was sitting leisurely watching the battle sighed: "I thought you were a smart kid."

"I'm sorry, the person behind is my employer." Bilika said blankly, and at the same time, in a half-squat position, clasped her hands together and quickly slapped the ground.

This is a trick she used well when she participated in the hunter assessment. When fighting the enemy, she used the wind blade to carve a formation on the marble floor, and then launched the formation unexpectedly, erecting a cage, and imprisoning the enemy. inside.

With Qianxia around, she couldn't let go, even if they insisted on biting, she had to move Qianxia to a safe place before dealing with them.

Birika picked up Chinatsu and moved back quickly.

"Wait, sister Bilika, my classmate..." Before Qianxia finished speaking, a stick suddenly protruded from the stairwell. Bilika ran too fast and was unprepared, and was almost poked in the throat by the stick.However, even though she made a timely dodge, the stick was mercilessly drawn on her back.

third person? !

Bilika got up in surprise, and the first thing she did was to keep Qianxia behind her.

Coming down the stairs was a black-haired boy, wearing a white shirt with three buttons left undone at the neckline, revealing a small piece of chest and a well-shaped collarbone. armbands.

What was used to attack Bilika was not a stick, but a pair of L-shaped crutches.

"Running in the corridors is prohibited."

"No loud noises."

"Destruction of school buildings is prohibited."

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