National School Prince Is A Girl

1472 The first nineteen thirty

Bo Jiu thought, not affecting her dressup.

People who have n’t seen it are probably hard to imagine that kind of scene.

Even in the crowd.

You can also take the hat on the other person's head and buckle it on your own head, then flip the windbreaker over and shake it, and cover it again.

Dress up quickly, not every hacker will.

As a young master, Bo Jiu seems to have an innate talent in disguise.

Eric's hand was still holding the bomb, which exploded in about five seconds. He closed his eyes tightly, and now he could only pray to God.

"5,4,3,2,1 ... Boom!"

A burst of explosion rang out from the crowd.

The voice is there, but there is no lethality.

Instead, there are colored strips floating away from the air.

Eric has been scared to lose half of her life.

That "bomb" is still singing ""

Then, it was someone's hard-to-recognize voices, lazy magnetism: "Old friends, happy holidays."

Happy your sister!

Eric stretched his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

I have to say that the Great God is really powerful. If anyone else, in such a short period of time, he will never be convinced that this is a fake bomb.

The great god really touched z thoroughly.

Bo Jiu didn't like this feeling.

I have skinned myself, but it hasn't worked out yet.

One can imagine how you feel.

When was there such an extra person at the police station?

It's not fun.

Bo Jiu narrowed his eyes, and the mole of tears flashed away from most of the crowd.

Seeing that it was almost at the entrance of the alley.

As soon as he went in, Xiaohei would answer her.

But at this time.

A figure suddenly appeared behind her.

Bo Jiu's reaction was quick, realizing that someone was approaching, and the long legs subconsciously flew to the past.

The arc of the sideways look is very handsome, and there is a wind when it is thrown out.

But the opponent's skill is also good.

She reached out directly to block her attack, slender and precious.

At this angle, Bo Jiu couldn't clearly see the man's face, only the outline could be seen vaguely.

Probably those eyes, it is too easy to grab attention.

How can there be such eyes.

Obviously black, but it is like hiding in the sky.

If it's not special, she wants to stop and enjoy it.

Unfortunately, it's not just the wrong timing.

This man is still dangerous.

She is dark.

He is in the Ming.

The light hit, she could only see the arc of the chin.

He seemed to say a word.

I don't know if she heard it wrong.

"Go back with me."

what?

Bo Jiuliu frowned, and just wanted to listen carefully. After all, the surroundings were too noisy.

Hoshino's voice came from the earphone: "z, police man, go to your side."

Can no longer be delayed by beauty.

The police station was probably suddenly awake.

He even sent such a man to give her a handsome man.

Bo Jiu encountered this crisis for the first time while doing things.

The figure turned again, trying to kick the man's arm apart.

I didn't expect that the man's movements were faster than her, and she was very noble, even more orthodox than her.

This man was not from the police station.

Is it a soldier?

A flash of thought rose.

Bo Jiu didn't think about it. Hearing the nearby siren, a spin turned the double-row button of the windbreaker.

The man seemed to see what she wanted to do.

The right hand was stretched out together ...