fifth form

Chapter 2351: Being Beaten Again and Again
If it was just pouring rain outside the guard center, the environment would only be considered somewhat bad.

The sound of reciting the "Grave Sutra" was drowned out by the rain, making the recitation on a rainy night look like the delusional behavior of a group of lunatics who were trying to change their fate and get rich overnight.

But when the rocket launcher in the camp exploded more than 200 meters away from the guard center, everything suddenly became bad.

The building of the security center was shaking continuously, many windows were shattered in a short moment, and the sound of the explosion was almost deafening.

Ning Que covered his nose which was about to bleed, while Song Sijia shrank under the table with her head in her arms very experiencedly. Jin Shixue only had time to pull Wang Zimo and Min Ziyan who were reciting loudly outside. Lin Qingyu was hit by something and fell to the ground with a scream.

The lights disappeared at the moment of the explosion, and it was pitch dark all around.

The explosion lasted only seven or eight seconds, but this sudden impact made Ning Que feel a chill in his heart.

The guard center is not a place for children to play house, but a military stronghold of Xijing City. It is obviously extremely abnormal for an explosion to occur in such a place.

Obviously, the explosion may have been caused by some conflict of interest.

Ning Que has always wanted to see a higher class and step onto the big stage of the Alliance, but he found himself as small as a blade of grass.

No matter how flexible the body is or how excellent the striking ability is, these are all part of the flesh. Even if you can dodge a gunman's bullet, you are still fighting against a human being. All living beings are equal under military heavy weapons.

No genetic fighting technique can withstand such a huge explosion.

But Ning Que currently only relies on genetic fighting skills.

In modern society, it is almost impossible for him to develop independently.

Ning Que understood the reality in just a few seconds of the explosion, and also realized how ridiculous his delusion of wanting to step onto the big stage of the Red Alliance was.

He understood everything clearly, but he felt that it was almost impossible to break through the class structure on his own.

Ning Que was feeling anxious and worried, but he also felt somewhat calm after letting go of his obsession.

He was just about to wait for the lights in the security center to be restored and then go through the formalities to leave when he suddenly felt something in his heart. He felt that what Song Sijia had taught him before seemed to have given him an inexplicable feeling.

"The nature is mysterious..."

Ning Que was clear-minded and aware of his own limitations. He had little interest in breaking into the upper echelons, but he was indeed very interested in what Zhang Xuezhou was teaching.

It has to be said that even if Zhang Xuezhou had not devoted all his efforts to training him, Ning Que still benefited from the magical effects brought by the realm technique. After combining his own sequence strength, he was so outstanding that few people at the same level could match him.

Correspondingly, Ning Que was extremely curious about the capabilities brought by the content provided by Zhang Xuezhou.

His heart was beating fast at this moment, and he couldn't help but mutter a few times. He felt that the inexplicable feeling in his heart became stronger, as if something was pulling him.

"Ms. Song, do you feel it?"

The earth-shaking feeling has passed, and sporadic explosions and shattering sounds are still there, but it can be confirmed that the risk has temporarily subsided.

Seeing Song Sijia jumping up and trying to leave under the dim emergency light, Ning Que couldn't help but speak quickly.

Among so many people, Song Sijia not only has a good relationship with Zhang Xuezhou, but the other party also has extremely special abilities, and even has the potential to replace Zhang Xuezhou.

Seeing that Song Sijia ignored him and kept stomping away, Ning Que also stepped on the ground and pounced out quickly.

"Ms. Song..."

Ning Que stepped out to catch up, stretched out his hand to grab him, and then pulled him.

The imagined counterattack did not come. He grabbed and pulled Song Sijia tightly, making her unable to move.

Song Sijia, who seemed to be an expert, was subdued in one move. Ning Que was a little confused for a moment, and felt that the opponent was weaker than he had imagined.

"Ah~"

Seeing Song Sijia screaming in panic, Ning Que covered her face with a slap.

"Ms. Song, Ms. Song, do you feel it?" Ning Que called out.

"I don't have any feelings for you, please let me go. It's impossible to have any feelings in a place like this!" Ning Que loosened his right hand that was covering his mouth. Song Sijia came back to her senses and spoke repeatedly like a little pepper, which made Ning Que's head shake.

"What I mean is, after experiencing this explosion, do you feel that you have undergone some special psychological changes?" Ning Que gestured and said, "Like the feeling that a loved one is calling you?"

"Relatives?"

Song Sijia looked at the emergency light and struggled again, but found that she couldn't get rid of Ning Que's backhand dunk for the time being, which made her calm down quickly.

"It's impossible for me to fall in love with you at first sight and become your family, but we can be sworn brothers now," Song Sijia said quickly, "As long as you let me go, I will treat you as my brother. Do you think this kind of family is okay?"

"I feel that the ability you taught seems to have some mysterious connection with the bronze turtle statue!"

Song Sijia's brain short-circuited, but Ning Que did not engage in endless explanations. Instead, he held Song Sijia's hand with his right hand until he had made himself clear.

After these words, Song Sijia finally came to her senses from her panicked escape and understood exactly what Ning Que had said.

"Brother, I don't dare to follow Commissioner Zhang to cause trouble now." Song Sijia said quickly: "He always causes big troubles, and one negligence will kill him!"

"It is precisely because it is a big event that we need to get involved and contribute what we can," Ning Que said seriously.

"I just want to find a place to hide and wait until everything is settled. Then I can leave with peace of mind!"

If everything was calm, Song Sijia felt that it would be okay for him to make contributions in advance, but when he got into the competition, Song Sijia felt that the only thing left in his mind was to find a safe place to hide from the disaster.

She quickly rejected Ning Que's suggestion, and didn't want to continue reciting or playing tricks on him in such a place.

"Hey, hey, hey, let me go!"

Song Sijia twisted her body several times. Ning Que did not continue to clasp his hands behind his back this time. He just looked a little disappointed, and then turned to Jin Shixue and others to ask.

"What a simple and lovable actor. You probably don't know how tough Zhang Xuezhou's life is and how fragile our lives are..."

Song Sijia kept muttering to herself, thinking that Ning Que was just a fool.

As someone who has done several big things with Zhang Xuezhou, Song Sijia would stay with Zhang Xuezhou even if she wanted to form a group, and would not take risks with Ning Que, let alone continue to do anything like the telepathy between heaven and man.

Since she couldn't find Zhang Xuezhou at the moment, her best choice was obviously to stay away from all arsenals and equipment depots, and then choose to lie down in a place where no rain would splash on her to avoid disaster.

Song Sijia ran madly and quickly went downstairs in the dim light.

She leaped and dodged, and descended the eight-story staircase easily as if in a straight line.

"Who?"

A familiar low voice was heard, accompanied by the sound of a gun's trigger being quickly aimed. Song Sijia rolled over and quickly dodged.

She rolled over and over in the stairwell several times. When a cold gun was pointed at her head, Song Sijia didn't even dare to breathe and quickly raised her hands.

"You didn't bring a gun!"

Song Sijia couldn't help but raise her head quickly when she felt the rough body search and heard the familiar voice of the other party who was disappointed and wanted to leave quickly.

"father?"

"Ok?"

Under the dim light of the emergency light, Song Buer looked like a person without a body. Even his face was covered, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Song Sijia couldn't be sure that this strange man was her father, but she recognized the gun in Song Bu'er's hand.

Few people can operate Song Bu'er's gun, which makes Song Bu'er's gun extremely strange and easy to identify.

Song Sijia hadn't seen her father for several months, and she didn't expect to be beaten up as soon as they met.

Listening to Song Bu'er's indifferent response, Song Sijia knew very well that she had been beaten in vain, and if she guessed correctly, Song Bu'er might have run out of bullets in his gun and was running away for help after encountering an unstoppable risk.