National School Prince Is A Girl

It was also at that moment.

The prince standing under the tree suddenly found that the tree had a very different breath from the silence it had just heard.

Like a tiger coming out of the cage, the man suddenly adjusted the muzzle and turned it forty-five degrees, quickly a little bit cruel!

Just when the prince did not know what happened.

The person in the school bus over there suddenly raised the injection needle in his hand.

Just when all the people were watching the teenager and worried.

The almost dazzling skill made the tattoo male's eyes lying there startle before he could move.

The hand holding the gun was cut off!

Then everything is too fast.

The two men next to Kuai just lifted their guns.

Just listen to the bang!

No one knows where the gunshot came from.

But the noise directly exploded the gangster who pointed a gun at Bo Jiutou.

The blood was like a mist of blood spreading in the air.

The tattoo man cried out!

The other gangster standing there had already stretched out a hand to catch a child.

Sniper, no angle.

But at this time.

The young man's long legs moved, and with his strength, he jumped directly towards it and kicked him on the gangster's wrist.

Immediately afterwards, it was the force brought by the rotation of the body that made the white coat of the young man become a weapon in her hand.

A loud sound.

The white coat fell into the room, directly covering the gangster's head.

At the moment of pain and darkness, a second gunshot rang and broke through the car window. The glass broke first, followed by an accurate headshot!

who is it?

Who is that sniper?

The same problem emerged in everyone's mind.

The tattooed man looked at the stopped "doctor", his head was cold and sweaty, but his eyes were a bit squinted: "Who are you!"

This is not a doctor at all!

He didn't even see it!

Big sweat slipped off his forehead.

The tattoo man followed him sinking even with his heart, looking at the face of the completely harmless young boy who had never seen before, how could it be so strong.

There was still blood on Bo Jiu's face, because the speed was so fast that even his fingers cut through his mouth.

But these can't affect her temperament.

That is a kind of evil that was born in darkness for many years.

After she squatted down, she looked at the tattooed man and raised her lips: "Ask who I am? Your old enemy, you can call my father."

Tattoo men have no way to describe their mood at this moment.

father?!

Want to beat people, but the pain can only be curled up there, the sound of people outside the car.

Bo Jiu turned around and looked at the scared and stupid child, then reached out and hugged the person, patted him behind him, he really would n’t comfort the child, he could only coax with her when she was young Her way to coax people: "Do n’t be afraid, then, my sister will buy you sugar for a while, it ’s already okay, your mother is outside, I ’m going to drive the door now, you get off one by one, do n’t squeeze, if you crowd Hurt you. "

The frightened boy, after hearing that part, returned, and moved, as if recovering.

Sometimes, a hug can comfort people.

The little Douding also knew of the signal that the danger was lifted, and one of them dared to raise his head, clutching Bo Jiu's clothes, and was a bit shy: "Shouldn't it be the PLA uncle? Why is it sister?"

Bo Jiu: ... Children, don't care about these details at this time!