Quick Transmigration: Male God, Shine Bright!

Chapter 1502: Death List (12)

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"Whoever rides a horse and pretends to be a ghost, come out!!"

Player C has a bad temper. At this time, he is roaring violently, and the whole classroom is his voice.

"Out."

A clear voice sounded from behind Player C.

He turned his head sharply and met a pair of cold eyes and a black muzzle...

Player A and Player B point their weapons at Chuzheng with a few clicks.

Three to one.

Things don't seem good.

However, the girl didn't care, and nodded slightly: "What do you want?"

Player C was completely unaware that Chuzheng was behind him, and while he was surprised, his anger also rose up.

"You alone, little girl, do you think you are our opponent?" Player A said coldly, "Put down your weapons if you are wise!"

"Just let me go if you let me go?"

Then I'm so embarrassed.

Does my boss's face need maintenance

"You'd better listen to us if you don't want to die, otherwise... Little girl, you need a few more holes for your beautiful face and body."

Player B smiled strangely, and there was an unfriendly dark glow in the bottom of his eyes.

This girl is indeed prettier than that one.

In the game, they haven't seen such a beautiful player for a long time...

Chuzheng's fingers suddenly loosened, and the weapon dangled from her thin white fingers.

Player B smiled with satisfaction: "That's right..."

As he spoke, he walked towards Chuzheng and reached out to touch Chuzheng's shoulder.

Just when his palm was about to fall on Chuzheng's shoulder, Chuzheng lifted his foot.

Her movements were fast and powerful. Player B didn't dodge, was kicked in the abdomen, and fell backwards.

Chuzheng turned his fingers in a circle, held the weapon, and turned the muzzle, aiming at Player B.

boom-

The first gunshot sounded, and Player C and Player A woke up.

Player B falls down again clutching his shoulders.

"Fuck! Little bitch!"

Chuzheng didn't give them a chance to shoot, and threw them to the ground.

She stepped on Player A's shoulders and put her elbows on her knees: "Who is the little bitch scolding?"

Player A wanted to struggle, but Chuzheng pressed his body tightly, his limbs seemed to be fixed on the ground.

He was panting heavily, terrified of Chuzheng's strength in his heart.

"I... scold me." Player Jia can bend or stretch: "scold me."

The little fat man was stunned from the side: "Where did she get the weapon?"

Didn't you just chop it off

Why is it now a hot weapon? !

No one can answer this question.

Over there, Chuzheng moved his feet away from Player A's shoulders, and turned over the two cards he had just snatched on them.

At first glance, Chuzheng is not a particularly powerful prop card.

She threw it to the bald head casually.

The bald head caught it in surprise, poked the little fat man, and the two hurried to Chuzheng's side.

"Little sister, what about these three people?"

"Do it."

Chuzheng's solution is as simple and rude as ever.

The bald head and the little fat man did not object.

These three people were not good people in the first place, and they are still feuding with them. If they don't solve it, they will definitely not let them go in the future.

"Be careful… "

He Mingxu sounded from behind with a panicked voice.

Player C, who was lying on the other side, showed a hideous smile and threw the things in his hand towards them.

boom!

The loud explosion caused the entire teaching building to vibrate.

Dust rustled from the ceiling.

Chuzheng fanned the smoke and dust in front of him with his hand and looked towards the ground.

Player C was hit in the leg by a piece of cement and was screaming.

Player A and Player B are slightly better, but they were stunned by the blast of air.

Chuzheng covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, and looked towards the smoke billowing side.

That wall was blown up...

"cough cough..."

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead yet." He Mingxu touched his body, and the rest of his life was soft on the ground: "That's great!"

Bald and Fatty are old players after all, and they were a little embarrassed at this time, but they were still calm.

The little fat man was so angry that he went straight to kick Player C.

"You are a lunatic riding a horse! You're going to die!"

Player C's leg was smashed like that, and at this time, he was kicked by the little fat man, and the whole person was in pain.

He didn't want to seek death, the power of the bomb was average, he just wanted to take the opportunity to run away.

Who knows that he can't move at all, as if the body is not his own.

"There... there seems to be someone there."

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and the flashlight penetrated the smoke and dust.

There was a faint outline of a human figure over there, and the light swayed, but the outline did not move.

The bald head asked hesitantly, "Is it... a human or a zombie?"

This wall is sealed, if there is someone inside... it must be a zombie.

With this knowledge, the bald head immediately took a few steps back.

Chuzheng took the flashlight from his hand and walked directly over there.

It was a person, a teenager in this school uniform.

The boy crossed his legs and sat casually on a chair.

The temperament of a social boss is instantly highlighted.

The light hit him, which seemed to make him a little uncomfortable, so he raised his hand to block it.

"A living person." The boy's voice was impatient: "Don't take a fucking photo."

The light moved down slightly, the dazzling feeling disappeared, and the young man put down his hand.

The delicate facial features are revealed, and anyone who sees that face will be amazed.

The teenager is not young, like a high school student, with beautiful peach eyes, but it is full of impatience and irritability.

Unbridled, unruly.

The teenager raised his chin, squinted at Chuzheng holding the flashlight, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "I thought you couldn't get out of here, it's not that wasteful."

This statement is extremely arrogant and provocative.

Chuzheng: "???"

Chuzheng almost hit him with a flashlight, but in the end he maintained his identity as a boss and gave him a cold look.

Wait a minute…

This wall is sealed.

How did he get in

Wouldn't it be... the birth point is right here

Why isn't it locked in there

There was a zombie corpse lying beside the teenager's feet. After he finished saying that, he put his feet on the ground and stood up.

The young man stood up and stretched out his body, even a little taller than her.

At this moment, his peach blossom eyes drooped slightly and asked her, "What's your name?"

Chuzheng is indifferent and fierce: "It's none of your business."

"… "

The young man said no more, and bent over to pull out the knife from the corpse's head.

He wiped the zombie clothes at will, and walked out with the knife.

-

Chuzheng flashed this space with a flashlight. It wasn't too big. There was a table in the corner, and there was nothing else.

Chu Zheng walked over to the table and glanced at it, the table was covered with a layer of ash and looked like it had not been touched for a long time.

The flashlight moved down, and there was a mark on the table belly. Looking at the mark, it should have just been taken away.

And the people here...

in his body

Chuzheng shone the flashlight in the direction the boy left.

"Simus!"

The bald head sounded surprised.

Then came the cry of the little fat man, a little panic in fear.

When he met Ji Youtang, there was a similar effect.

The words 'I'm arrogant' were all over the boy's body: "I'm in the way."