When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

"Damn!"

Xia Wu could no longer maintain a calm expression after hearing this, and cursed, "You were shot in the early morning, and you are starting to heal now? You tell me this is a natural talent? There is definitely something wrong with you!"

He counted on his fingers and began to explain to Su Yuan, "Strength, speed, reaction... these can indeed be improved through acquired training, but the question is, have you received professional training?"

Su Yuan shook his head directly.

The orphanage doesn't even have physical education classes, so where can there be any professional training?

Xia Wu waved his hand, "Even if you have practiced, you have practiced since you were in your mother's womb. Tell me, is the speed of body healing something that can be practiced or is it something that is innate?"

"This is a gunshot wound, not a toothpick bucket. Do you think you are the Attack on Titan?"

"You found out..." Su Yuan sighed helplessly, and then suddenly shouted, "Tata!"

Xia Wu subconsciously straightened his back, clenched his fists and put them on his chest, his face serious, "Hold your heart!"

......

"Stop it." Xia Wu's back hunched again, he scratched his head, "So, your situation is very abnormal... But based on my experience of following anime for so many years, the more abnormal, the more unusual, it may be the protagonist..."

Su Yuan glanced at his sister who was lying in front of the window to watch the scenery, thinking that there are more abnormalities in me than you think.

However, even if he told him about his sister, Xia Wu probably wouldn't be too surprised.

After all, in the eyes of the second dimension, nothing is impossible.

"That's not right. I should be the protagonist of this world..." Xia Wu frowned and began to talk to himself. Then he shook his head, "Forget it. I can't figure it out now. I may find some clues when I go back to check some information."

"Information?"

"Well, I may find inspiration when I go back to watch two new animations."

Su Yuan: "..."

Just now I actually had a glimmer of hope.

Sure enough, I thought too much.

"Anyway, it's "truce" time now, and there's nothing to do." Xia Wu stretched, "Help me find the "favored ones" in your class. By the way, I haven't asked yet. How many are there?"

"Seven." Su Yuan thought about it and added, "Originally there were eight, and one died."

After saying this, he saw the chicken coop on Xia Wu's head stand up one by one.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down: "How many people are there in your class?"

"51 people. "Su Yuan guessed that Xia Wu's reaction would be great, but he didn't expect that he would almost become a Super Saiyan.

It seems that this ratio is even more outrageous than he imagined.

"I... forget it."

Xia Wu wanted to curse, but when he thought that such a fuss was not in line with the style of a master, he could only suppress it.

You know, according to the normal ratio, if one out of a hundred people can do it, it is considered lucky.

"You are really strange here, I am beginning to be a little interested." He coughed twice, turned his back, and said indifferently.

"Mr. Xia Wu, I have another question."

Su Yuan wanted to ask about the main task.

Xia Wu interrupted him:

"Don't worry, my brain is overloaded now, go back and rest, I will come to you. "

Su Yuan could only nod helplessly.

Xia Wu took off his Taoist robe and pointed to a pile of clothes in the corner of the room. "I've brought you clothes, as well as a baseball cap and a mask. Cover up when you go out. Although you can walk openly... there's no need to cause trouble for Xiao Zheng."

"Okay. "

After changing clothes, Su Yuan and Xia Wu walked out of the police station. At this time, there were no people in the police station, only a few policemen on duty.

Although he was covered very tightly, Su Yuan still felt a few vague eyes.

But no one came up to stop him or ask questions.

It should be said that Xia Wu's power here is terrifying. He can take away a murderer at will... I don't know what his official status is.

Thinking of this, Su Yuan turned his head and looked at him.

Xia Wu has taken off the Taoist robe now, and even the remaining temperament of a master is gone.

He looks like an ordinary, hungry, dead college student.

Jiang Shan is right. The original order and class of society have indeed been disrupted.

It's just that some people have lost themselves, while others still stick to their original intentions.

Aware of Su Yuan's gaze, Xia Wu looked up, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, you look handsome." Su Yuan said.

"You are also very honest."

XiaXia Wu seemed to be very pleased. He reminded him again, "Don't bother with "Yong Ye" these two days. I have blocked the news about Jiang Shan... But to avoid alerting the enemy, there can't be another one."

Su Yuan nodded, "Okay, I know."

"Well, goodbye." Xia Wu waved his hand, then put his hands in his pockets and slowly disappeared at the end of the street.

Su Yuan took out his mobile phone. The moment he turned it on, the message alert sound popped up everywhere.

I casually flipped through it. It was sent by Ye Haoyu and others. Most of them were questioning him, "Why did you buy a midnight snack and buy someone away?" "We agreed to stay up all night, but you actually sneaked back home to sleep."

Only Qi Yinhong sent a message: Can you reply now?

Su Yuan called him back directly.

The call was quickly connected, and Qi Yinhong's anxious voice came from the other end, "Hey, Su Yuan, can you use your mobile phone? What's going on? I heard that you were involved in a murder case? Is there anything I can help with?"

"It's okay, I've been released."

"Huh." Qi Yinhong breathed a sigh of relief, "I told you that you were wrongly accused, how could you kill someone... What happened last night?"

"It's hard to explain over the phone." Su Yuan said, "Find a place and call Zhang Yang and the others over, I have something to say."

Hearing the solemnity in Su Yuan's words, Qi Yinhong said without hesitation, "Okay, I got it, I'll send you the location later. ”

..........

Jiangyan No. 2 Middle School.

The moon cast a white glow, and its shadow was reflected on the calm artificial lake.

As soon as Lao Lu walked to the vicinity of the No. 2 dormitory building, he faintly heard several girls crying.

He frowned and quickened his pace.

In the corridor on the first floor of the dormitory building, a boy who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old was lying on the ground.

He supported himself on the ground with both hands and tried to stand up.

But a black leather shoe was firmly stepped on his head, making him unable to move.