100k Volts Electrocutes You to Death

Then, in the scream of Zhang Qingxue, a rocket ran from the roof of the teaching building tens of meters away, and ran into the room where the window was open!

"Turn over!" Ye Wenxuan grabbed Xing Yuan's hand and shouted in the woman's piercing scream: "Guard your head, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Xing Yuan's wrist tightened, and he was pulled into his arms at a faster speed.

boom--

The shocking shock wave drove all three people in the air into the lawn!

The scattered glass slag and brick and stone fell off them. Xing Yuan was carrying his back on the ground. He closed his eyes and reached out to twist a piece of broken glass on the chest head and throw it away.

At this time, everyone was grateful that the window on the second floor was less than five meters high from the lawn.

Ye Wenxuan's nose was hit by a seedling again. He cried out in pain, and got up from Xing Yuan while clutching the bridge of his nose: "Damn, did you put an iron plate in your chest? My nose is about to bleed!" He said depressed, "Say In order to let you turn around and protect your head, why don't you listen..."

Xing Yuan grabbed him with his backhand and stood up quickly to carry Zhang Qingxue: "Go!"

Ye Wenxuan had a conditioned reflex and ran away after pulling his leg.

Sure enough, the three men ran a few steps, and another shell came flying behind their buttocks.

"I X your ancestors eighteen generations! Do you have any money for rockets?!" Ye Wenxuan ran and yelled, and he did not forget to raise his middle finger towards the opposite side.

He responded with a sniper bullet and hit the lawn half a meter away from his feet.

Ye Wenxuan: "..." You forced me.

Tens of thousands of volts of electricity swarmed toward the opposite building instantly. Ye Wenxuan was really irritated this time. His eyelids lifted and his fierce gaze pointed directly at the opposite building.

The current was silent and fast, and the sniper on the top of the building didn't know what had happened. His eyes were dark and he fell from the top of the building.

At the same time, the gunner with a sneer in his mouth also followed in his footsteps. The Yemeni black man had no time to let go of the bazooka, so he turned down on the rooftop, and when he landed, a big handful of blood splashed and he died. Can't die anymore.

All this happened behind the fugitives, Xing Yuan and Zhang Qingxue concentrated on finding a way out, and no one saw the amazing scene behind.

Ye Wenxuan followed them. He rubbed his fingers and slowly hid the cold light in his eyes.

The special affairs department has always asked him not to abuse his abilities, fearing that his abilities will cause trouble, and secondly, that he will not be able to control this force, but will cause more casualties.Zheng Xingguo once reminded him that even if it is to be used, it must be concealed and used with care.

But in the end he was a young man in his twenties, and he would act impulsively under the blood. Today, it is too flamboyant to attract a thunder.

"According to the situation just now, if we don't kill them, we will die a few of us." He said silently in his heart, "I... kill all the terrible terrorists, this is nothing, I will get used to it."

It's just that you can't use your power so blatantly.

There was a pain in his hand, and someone in front of him shouted, "Ye Wenxuan, what are you doing, you can distract yourself when you run away!"

Ye Wenxuan looked down at the tightly grasped wrist: "...It's okay, just let me go and I'll just run."

Zhang Qingxue finally lies on Xing Yuan's back this time. At this time, the tenderness is like a water channel: "Mr. Xing, where are we going?"

Xing Yuan ignored her: "What about the gunner behind?"

Ye Wenxuan bluntly made a blush without panting: "I didn't pay attention when I ran away. I probably used up ammunition. At this time, I was preparing to go downstairs to fight with us."

Zhang Qingxue heard him say "Melee melee", and I didn't know what he thought of again. He covered his face and made a "boom" with a thousand turns.

Ye Wenxuan & Xing Yuan: "..."

Ye Wenxuan vaguely cast a look at the other party: Brother, your hobby is very special, you can also bite this kind of slutty assistant?

Xing Yuan:???

Obviously, the "Ten Great Harem Sayings", which are widely circulated within the employee class of the Xing Group, and the small sections with colors, have not yet reached the ears of General Manager Xing.

The smoke and fire were left behind, and the three quickly left the collapsed teaching building. While no one was around, Ye Wenxuan grabbed Xing Yuan and took him to the iron gate in the northwest corner.

Xing Yuan narrowed his eyes: "How do you know there are exits here."

Ye Wenxuan ran and said: "I just saw it upstairs, and I don't know if this door can be opened. Always try." After that, he added: "I don't know how they locked you, But the school is too unsafe. If we can find a car, we may try to go directly to the police station for asylum..."

Xing Yuan laughed and said: "As long as you stay away from me, it's safe everywhere."

After hearing this, Ye Wenxuan glanced back at him, and continued to run forward: "Where did you come from, what do you really think you are like a monstrous devil? Wake up and wake up, the second world only accepts under eighteen Of minors."

Xing Yuan twitched his mouth, and missed the remark.

The three quickly ran to the iron gate, Zhang Qingxue still patted her breasts and whimpered: "Oh my God, they really didn't chase me, woo woo really scared me to death..."

Ye Wenxuan tried to push the door. The iron door painted with blue paint creaked slowly, and opened a gap slowly.

Following the trend, he continued to push outwards, opened a wide exit, turned his head and said to the remaining two people: "Why don't I go out to see the situation first, you wait two seconds inside?"

Xing Yuan stretched out his palm to prop on the door and pushed hard to push the iron door open.

"Let's go together." He withdrew his hand and said lightly: "I haven't been timid enough to hide behind my employees. If it's really dangerous, you take my assistant and run away in a mess, don't be so I’m stupid and beaten by a thief again."

It sounds like irony no matter what.

Ye Wenxuan twitched his mouth, very much wanted to split another lightning down, and he wouldn't die.

However, behind the door was a calm sea, no scoundrels with no guns and no snipers hiding in the dark.

Wieshall University is set up on the outskirts of the city. The main road was taken when it came. The road was very well repaired. The two sides were covered with vegetation. The scenery was beautiful along the way, but there were not many vehicles going to and from the school.When they came out of the side door, Ye Wenxuan really realized how biased the university was.

In front of them is a field full of crops. In the distance, the shadow of the forest can be seen faintly. Follow the path along the school fence to the end. There is a simple church in the north, and the nearest suburb in the south. Small town.

It is desolate all around, a little distance from the city center, no wonder the terrorist attack has been happening for so long, but the police support has not arrived.

In addition, the most striking thing here is a small transport vehicle parked next to the iron gate.

Ye Wenxuan jumped in his heart, and immediately realized that this was the milk delivery truck mentioned in the "Cannibal Flower" text message.

He walked over first and looked inside through the glass window.

As a matter of course, the colleague code-named "Cannibal Flower" he was expecting was not in it. This seemed to be an empty car.

Thinking of this, he clasped the door handle with one hand, and with a little force, the door opened with a sound.

Xing Yuan also came over: "Check to see if there are bombs and locators inside."

Ye Wenxuan: "..." There must be no bomb, the locator is not necessarily.

He wiped his face: "I thought you would be as curious as I am, why the key of this car is still inserted, but the driver is gone."

"Oh, I don't care about that." Xing Yuan opened the door on the side of the co-driver, shook Zhang Qingxue who could not rest on his back into the car, and then said: "I only care, is this the group of dogs?" Another trap designed by the mother."

Ye Wenxuan glanced at him silently: "Mr. Xing, did you just swear?"

Xing Yuan didn't change his face: "No, you got it wrong."

Ye Wenxuan: "...Do you think I'm deaf?"

Xing Yuan looked at him in surprise: "Aren't you?"

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

"Hurry up, go to see if there are suspicious objects under the car plate." Xing Yuan raised his hand and snored on his head. "As a reward, I will let you take the co-pilot today, and the boss will drive in person."

Ye Wenxuan did not speak, only turned to look at Zhang Qingxue lying in the shape of the co-pilot.

Xing Yuan: "Zhang Qingxue."

Assistant Zhang's chest was half exposed, and he winked at him: "Mr. Xing, I want to sit with you."

Xing Yuan did not look at her: "You and Ye Wenxuan squeeze." Then he said to Ye Wenxuan without changing his face: "Give you a chance to be close to the beauty, take a good grasp."

Ye Wenxuan: "..." who wants to be close to a slut.

He looked at Xing Yuan speechlessly, and then lay on the ground, checking the meaning a few times.

Of course there are no suspicious items.

He stood up and patted gray, twisting his face and found that Xing Yuan was gone.

"How about the boss?" He knocked on the glass window and asked Zhang Qingxue inside.

The beauty was trying to climb towards the driver's seat, pointing to the back: "I just saw President Xing going behind."

Ye Wenxuan detoured to the back of the small truck. Sure enough, he saw Xing Yuan standing next to the carriage with the cargo door wide open. Ye Wenxuan leaned in curiously: "Mr Xing, what are you looking at?"

The eyes are full of fresh milk packaged in boxes. Ye Wenxuan said that the equipment delivered by "Cannibal Flower" is really worthy of the name. It is said that when a milk car was stopped, the carton was really full of a box. Milk.

I just didn't see this legendary colleague, Ye Wenxuan had some regrets. I don't know if I can have a chance to meet again later.

He was still feeling infinitely, and Xing Yuan, who was on the side, had already supported his arms and swiftly got in.

Ye Wenxuan stared at him, thinking that this guy was really good.

Xing Yuan made a round in the cargo box. No bombs and trackers were found. Only a black sports bag was found in the corner.He dragged the bag to the front, swiped the zipper to the end, revealing the contents.

"This is..." Ye Wenxuan also crawled in. He picked it up from the bag and shook it to take a look: "Workwear? Let me see... T-shirts, jeans and windproof jackets. Hey, this milk company's The equipment is very good." He said, he looked at his clothes, and the dirty ones could no longer be dirty. Then he said: "Just change into this pretending to be a milkman, lest the grandchildren find them again."

Xing Yuan wrinkled his eyebrows for a while, he re-cast his eyes on the campus on the other side of the fence. The police were still confronting the gangsters somewhere. While standing here, he could not hear any gunshots and screams. Only thick smoke billowed above the Veshall University.

As if it were the shadow of death, relentlessly harvesting human life.

"Mr. Xing, don't look at it." Ye Wenxuan turned around and threw him a uniform.

Xing Yuan rubbed his forehead with a low "um" sound.

The two gathered together to turn over the sports bag, turned all the clothes inside out, and then used the cover of the box door to directly change their clothes in this forced space.

"Mr. Xing, in fact, I have a question. I always wanted to ask from the beginning."

Xing Yuan hooked his tie in one hand, unbuttoned his shirt from top to bottom, and said casually, "What?"

Ye Wenxuan whispered: "I'm a little strange, how did this group of people know your position?"

"Twice, every time the other party fires a rocket, it clearly has an accurate sense of position, as if they always know your location." He frowned and said slowly: "The first time there are too many people. Only you and I can find you the same two times. They are able to find you. Is there anyone who is ventilating, or... who of us is hiding the satellite locator?"

Xing Yuan mocked: "Why didn't I find out before, my photographer is still a little detective?"

Ye Wenxuan especially smiled shamelessly: "I have a wide range of hobbies. If photography can't go on, I can still start from scratch."

I don't know if Xing Yuan believed it or not, he just said: "You continue."

"If the locator is causing trouble, then I suggest that we throw away everything we carry with us, except the wallet. Well, looking at your expression, you should agree with me." Ye Wenxuan touched his chin: "But if it is Someone is ventilating..."

Xing Yuan unbuttoned his shirt and glanced at him: "You are suggesting that I should pay more attention to your little movements, right?"

"Bah, baah, how is it possible!" Ye Wenxuan's expression was very innocent: "I have a red heart to the sun, so I can't bear to trample to death even an ant. How can I be so mad to inform a terrorist organization?!"

He showed a lot of loyalty, and then he extended his thumb and nodded behind him, whispering like a thief, "I want to ask, is the one sitting in front of him reliable?"

Dust and blood stained shirts were thrown into the sports bag. Xing Yuan showed his solid chest and perfect abdominal muscles without any tweaks. His figure was surprisingly good, belonging to the dressing, thin, undressed, and meat, All the muscles are full of powerful explosive force.

Xing Yuan did not rush to answer him, but dragged a sky blue T-shirt over his body, and then went to untie the waist belt.

Ye Wenxuan was waiting for the answer and watched the spotless men's strip show off guard, which was a bit irritating.He couldn't help but bow his head and glanced at his chest and abdomen for a few times. Finally, he shook his jealous feeling out of his brain, and then he looked at the expression of "==". Change clothes.

Until the two people put on the work jacket with the cartoon character "every day milk, every day in good mood", there was no language exchange between the two, and Ye Wenxuan thought that Xing Yuan would not answer his question.

After the whole outfit was finished, the dust on his face was rubbed cleanly, and Xing Yuan stuffed both men's clothes into the sports bag.

After doing all this, he picked up the sports bag and jumped back and forth with Ye Wenxuan, who looked at the two doors of the cargo box and saw that a key was inserted in the keyhole.

He was about to close the door and lock. The person next to him suddenly leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I think you are probably more reliable than her."

The author has something to say:

####On how Xing Xiaogong earns Pikachu's ####

Ye Wenxuan: "As a president, your daily task should not be sitting in the office, thinking about how to make another 100 million?"

Xing Yuan: "Yes. What is your opinion?"

Ye Wenxuan: "Why do you have eight abdominal muscles?! And how good are your kung fu, and also have a bunch of bodyguards. Are you free of pain?"

Xing Yuan: "Yeah. It's so busy, the eggs hurt."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

Xing Yuan: "There is a lot of money, not a lot of money, so melancholy."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

Xing Yuan tore the checkbook: "Come on, take it and fill it for fun. Don't be polite with me, my checkbook is almost moldy."

Ye Wenxuan: "..."

He wiped his face, and the smile immediately became friendly: "Dad, what a handsome guy you are!"

[I don’t want this richest man _(з”∠)__]