(Anti-theft has been replaced)
Ninety-nine was still squatting in the bathroom, carefully avoiding the blind corners of the all-pervasive monitor, putting the communication symbol next to his ear.
Something happened just now.
According to the arrangement they had planned before, it was definitely impossible for this dedicated half-vampire to be thrown into the sinkhole. Therefore, according to the development of the script, when the semi-vampire was carried into the sinkhole and was about to be thrown down, he had to arrange a wave of sudden resurrection.
As Van Zhuo's subordinates, under the circumstance of bloodline suppression, the semi-vampire is absolutely loyal and cannot make any rebellious actions. Even if he is irritable like Anthony, it's not the same as just obediently obedient.
So the half-vampire acted faithfully in accordance with the script, and was carried behind the iron gate on a stretcher by the assistant teacher, and performed a resurrection Dafa on the spot.
The few faceless assistants were all taken aback by the suddenly resurrected corpse.
The final result was the same as they had speculated in advance. No matter how ignorant of life, the Faceless Man would not throw a big living person directly into the sinking pond as fertilizer, so after a while, the half vampire was caught They threw it out.
On the 99th, he was picked up in the bathroom long ago, and when he came out, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"How about it?"
Two people huddled in the corner.
"No, there is a problem there. It does not lead directly to the sinking pond. There is an aisle behind the iron gate, and there are several other doors on both sides of the aisle."
The half-vampire said cautiously, "But I have already put the paper goddess given by Tu Yumen, it is dark and there is no one on the weekdays, and the paper gods should be able to move freely."
The paper god is a masterpiece of Onmyoji. Relying on this trick on weekdays, although he is a free man like an exorcist, people from all major forces who come to team with him are still in an endless stream. After all, this trick is harmless and harmless. Pollution is simply a magical skill of scouts.
"good."
Nodding on the ninety-nine, "Then let's go back quickly."
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At this time on the basketball court, the ball game has reached a white-hot stage.
No one cares about the exhibition match that I mentioned earlier.
Beginning with the black wizard deliberately intercepting Zong Jiu's ball, from the time when Zong Jiu touched the opponent's head that there was definitely more than one puppet line, the situation between the two sides became distressed.
Gradually, the barrage saw some doorways.
[Good guys, where is the exhibition game required by the school? This is the NBA scene.]
[I was stunned. Didn’t there have been bullet screens saying that no.2 and no.8 and magicians have formed an alliance? Why are you playing on the basketball court now?]
[I’m calling the good guy, the plot goes all the way from the horror copy to the slam dunk]
Not to mention the barrage, although they were forced to sit next to them, almost all the trainees who were silently reviewing in their hearts also saw that something was wrong, and they were all dumbfounded and dumbfounded.
"What's the situation... Does the magician have a holiday with no.8?"
"That's not enough. If there are really rumors of something wrong, how could they live in 101 together in peace. Besides, I haven't heard of it before."
"But look at this—" The trainee pointed to the field, and whispered, "Does this look like walking?"
Turned and walked past people, fake moves, passing, emergency stop to control the ball, blocking shots... A small red-brown basketball was thrown around the court, and the white-haired young man jumped into the air for a while, bowed his waist. Cut it off; after a while, he was stopped by the ghostly figure of the dark wizard, drawing an arc.
Occasionally, when the light-colored pupils and the dark green pupils of the dark wizard look at each other, even if they are far away, they can feel a surging fighting spirit.
On the basketball court, except for the captains of both teams, the other players seemed to be insignificant and transparent people. They were surprised to see the development of the situation on the court and did not know what to do.
A 5V5 basketball game, abruptly played a single solo duel.
Zong Jiu reflected on his own intentions in his heart.
Because the black wizard was not a puppet of No.1 when he played the King's game, he later took it lightly and didn't doubt it at all.
... But think about it carefully, and to be reasonable, the tarot card is an opportunity for divination once a day. Normal people will not try to do it again after testing it once, otherwise, give him a suspicious person like Zong Jiu. A hundred times a day is not enough.
After all, the most important thing is who can think of it
In such a short period of time, Tangtang No.8 was so controlled by the devil, it was still deeply controlled, unconsciously, and it was creepy.
And now it seems that no.1 has no meaning to cover up.
On the other side of the playground, a man in a suit and leather shoes was still standing in place. Zong Jiu could clearly feel the opponent falling on his back, making him feel uncomfortable and producing bursts of dangerous eyes with a stress response.
In front, the black wizard's chin was thin and thin in the sun, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and the inconspicuous dark gold was slowly oozing from the depths of his eyes.
Zong Jiu sneered in his heart.
Good guy, I was watching the show, and the puppets came up to the ring, dare to love this errand is beautiful enough.
The white-haired young man bends down a little and stares at the backboard in front, like a wild wolf ready to go.
He originally wanted to take the opportunity to unplug the puppet line, but he did not expect that no.8 has amazing physical strength. Although he is a delicate and weak mage, his physical enhancement has not fallen. Slam dunk in every way.
Fan Zhuo, who had just finished the game, stood by and frowned deeply.
The half-vampire standing beside him whispered, "His Royal Highness, no. 8 is not a promise that we will cooperate..."
"Just don't get in the way."
The leader of the Ye Clan shook his head impenetrably, and glanced at the trainee sitting on the ground on the other side.
So far, after No. 2 revealed that he wanted to make this collective copy as much as possible to survive, many classes throughout the year have stood in teams.
Frightened by the name of no.2, no one dared to object in the face of it. Even the arrogant and domineering squad leader of the fifth squad is the same, it is nothing more than a violation of the yang and the yin, and some small actions in private.
But Fan Zhuo understood that the appeal brought by the Night Clan was far from enough to offset the high pressure brought by this copy.
When life is a problem, no one will think about the issue of offending and not being guilty. It must be the first to save lives. Because of this, the scene where the first cooperation failed appears.
Before becoming No.2, Fan Zhuo was still a qualified leader, knowing how to choose the pros and cons and maximize the benefits.
The dark wizard has always been a low-key and mysterious person, including his witch club.
His reputation in the infinite loop is not as good as Messiah, but he is not as treacherous and perverse as Zhuge An, and he is not as malicious as the devil.
In short, as long as you don't directly intervene, you can open one eye and close the other. After all, the plan has been reached. Just like now, all the trainees have their own thoughts, but the surface is still calm, that's enough.
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The game is over.
The leaders who came to inspect were escorted into the car under the applause of the whole school's trainees.
The high school gate was closed once again, and the chains that were thick enough were filled with cement.
In just a few days, the number of faceless trainees has increased again. Among them, the classes that advocate isolation and pressure are the most effective.
Now everyone knows that the transformation of the Faceless Man in this environment can be called ignorance, and even the trainees themselves may not even feel it.
Because this mechanically repeating the process of learning, learning, and relearning, the process of accepting the world's distorted concepts, baptism and domination, is essentially not much different from MLM/Sale.
The most terrifying thing is not to kill a person, but to destroy him from the heart of a person.
Compared with the human body, the human heart, which is protected inside the chest cavity, is more fragile.
The trainee who had been forced to sit by the playground for an afternoon was finally liberated and returned to the classroom to review with anxious steps.
Zong Jiu threw the ball and stayed in the playground first, patiently waiting for the 99th and the half-vampire to report the situation with Fanzhuo Tuyumen.
After listening, Domemon said conservatively: "It will take about three days for the paper god to figure out what's going on inside."
On weekdays, the location of the sinking corpse pool is remote, and the guards are tightly guarded, and no one dares to rush into it. Fortunately, now I finally found a little gap during the inspection by the superiors, allowing the teaching assistants to mess around. As long as the paper gods of the Tuyumen can be put in, then they only need to wait for the results of the exploration.
"Okay, let's talk about the news." Everyone nodded, expressing their understanding.
After the meeting was over, Zong Jiu hurriedly walked towards the direction of the dormitory.
He was holding a deep unhappiness in his heart now, and he needed to vent it urgently.
Fortunately, Zong Jiu was really lucky. He just turned a corner and found the target that aroused his anger in the corridor.
Now, after taking a shower in the morning, the trainees are not willing to waste any more time. Almost none of them go to the classroom without landing. Only a few trainees choose to go back to the dormitory.
The white hallway of the dormitory was empty, only the rope hanging from the ceiling of the hall at the end was still shaking, making people's scalp numb.
The black wizard stood in the dark of the stairs, raised a hand imaginarily, and replaced his body with the mysterious black robe and hood.
Zong Jiu said twice, and put down the demon's right position tarot card in his hand that represented that the opponent had been completely controlled, and the poker broke through the air relentlessly and rushed away.
His movements are very fast. Regarding physical skills, although the dark wizard has strengthened his physical stamina, his fighting skills are indeed far behind. It is incomparable to the actual combat experience of Zong Jiu, who spent money with world-class fighting experts in his previous life.
They fought in a dark place under the stairs. You punched me and kicked. There is no surveillance here, and even the light is extremely dim. Even if the auntie is here, she can’t find it unless she walks in.
I don't know why, the other party didn't even intend to use black magic. The last one was pressed against the wall by Zong Jiu without notice, and the half of his face exposed under his hood was indifferent and delicate.
Zong Jiu raised his eyebrows and sneered, "How about it, is it pleasant enough, no.1?"
The other party was shameless, the magician specially moved his hand to the top of the black wizard's head, preparing to see something wrong, and if he didn't agree with him, he would make a brace and pull the puppet line twice.
In the shadow, a white glove was slowly raised.
The voice of a smile but a smile rang out from the shadows, and intimately pressed the ears of the white-haired youth, "Oh, surprise?"