The Phantom of High School: A Different Kind of Gifted Student

Chapter 247 The Finale

There was a person lying dead on the soil beside the helicopter, and by the bright light, he barely recognized that it was the pilot of the helicopter.Beside the half-dead pilot stood a slender figure like a pine tree.She was fully armed as if from hell, the pattering raindrops hit her body, and the cold water dripped down the goggles across her cheeks and flowed into the wet soil.

Along the way, she ruthlessly and mechanically takes care of everyone who stands in her way.

Cang Yue smiled coldly, staring at the tall man getting closer with her dark eyes.Her strong fingers gripped the gun tightly, and the cold rain slid down her fingers.

Qian Jun was also silently sizing up the rain girl through the lenses of the gold-rimmed glasses. She was as arrogant and resolute as a devil, exuding an unconcealable killing intent all over her body.Qian Jun, who has experienced ups and downs for a long time, can see at a glance the sharp spirit she has continuously polished.

It was dark, the rain was weeping, and the wind was cold.

The crabapples in the garden were as red as blood.

"Why, number 13, why are you obsessed with eliminating the black rose?"

This is the question on the minds of all Black Rose members. Ever since No. 13 appeared in Black and White, everyone has noticed that this cruel and violent National Security Bureau agent is always targeting Blackrose.

Qian Jun couldn't figure out why this young girl would die desperately?He couldn't figure it out, even if he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out what kind of resentment she had in her heart.That is not the responsibility of an agent at all. She dared to use her frail body and life to block her way forward.

There is nothing else that can make a person fight to the death except bone-piercing hatred.

Facing the pattering rain, Cang Yue's dark pupils seemed to turn mechanically, counting the number of people one by one.

One, two, three... eight.

By defeating these eight people, her mission in life will be completed...

"You escaped once 13 years ago. Today, I use the power of the whole of China to fight against you. Can you escape?"

Cang Yue chuckled coolly, and rested her back on the helicopter rail calmly, as if her breath was moist.

"13 years ago, there was also such a dead spring, but there was no rain. There were two top special police officers who rushed into the core of Black Rose. They tried everything to save those children... but they both died under the gun, covered in blood holes... …He and it have a surviving child—I, Yue Cang! I swear, I will definitely come to you for revenge, until death! Qian Jun, blackrose·maker, you have a beloved daughter to love, others will no yet?"

She suddenly became full of hostility, her voice hoarse like sand.It narrates the 13-year past bit by bit, from the struggle at the age of six, to the survival in the hail of bullets, and then to the shocking Agent No. 13 who is both black and white.That is her growth history of blood and tears, and her lifelong indelible pursuit.

Qian Jun's thick eyebrows were deeply knit together, and his deep eyes were full of complicated emotions.

He has never believed in karma, since he founded Blackrose with people from the United States, he is cold-blooded and ruthless about life.Countless mortals died under his cocooned hands.

It turns out, hehe, there really is karma.

He has no home, no organization, no country, is he going to lose his life now?
Do not! Do not!
The wild and violent beast in Qian Jun's heart is struggling, he must not let this girl succeed!Even under the pressure of searching the whole city, the whole country and even the whole world, he still wants to escape!Life, being alive, is the most important thing. If you keep the green hills alive, you will not have to worry about firewood. After many years, he will still be able to build another black rose!He can still dominate the situation!
The rain soaked his messy clothes and blurred his eyes. Qian Jun's red eyes were as sharp and cruel as a wounded beast.

"Kill her!"

The seven armed men took the order vigorously, Cang Yue smiled lightly, while avoiding the bullets, she took out the grenade and threw it over.

The sky-shaking sound resounded rumblingly, and a large hole was blown out on the ground, and sand and soil mixed with rainwater were flying all over the sky.However, the opponents hid too quickly and scattered, only three of them fell to the ground.

The remaining four knew life and death well, so they stepped forward to attack tactically, and the sound of gunfire resounded everywhere in the rainy night.Cang Yue took a deep breath, just like years of extreme training, she used both guns, fists and feet to stop the attack of the four.Get rid of guns first, then people, without hesitation!
The familiar stabbing pain in the chest spread, spreading to the depths of the bone marrow and soul.She was unwilling to stop fighting no matter what, the more her chest hurt, the more ruthless she became.Her throat was full of fishy sweetness, she gritted her teeth and kicked fiercely at the opponent, sideways to avoid the violent sneak attack...

Qian Jun stared indifferently.

He took out his pistol, raised his hand to wipe off the rain on the glasses, and aimed the gun between the eyebrows of the girl in black.

It can be seen that her agile actions are gradually getting a little stagnant, Qian Jun sneered, no matter how powerful an agent is, she is just a young girl, why——no, she is No. 13, a top figure with one against one hundred!How could it be impossible to beat these four people?
Qian Jun was full of doubts. He didn't know Cang Yue's physical fitness, but it didn't stop him from shooting No. 13 between the eyebrows.Calloused fingers clasp...

"father!"

The tip of the gun tilted, Cang Yue hurriedly avoided, the bullet avoided the chest and hit Cang Yue's left arm.Cang Yue let out a muffled snort, then swung her left arm and ruthlessly knocked a strong man unconscious.

"Father! Don't do this, let Xiao Yueyue go." Qian Xiaotong was drenched all over, limp and alone under the spotlight, the plaster gauze on his right foot was stained with mud.Her tears slid down her cheeks mixed with rain, heartache, sadness, and guilt swept her heart.

She heard all Xiao Yueyue said, and never knew that her father had brought Cang Yue such great pain.Xiao Yueyue is only 19 years old, and the hardships and pains she has experienced are all brewed by her own father!

How could that indifferent and kind, unfeeling and easy-going, ruthless and indifferent girl, the best girl Qian Xiaotong had met in these years, just die at the hands of her father.

No, absolutely can't let Dad harm Xiao Yueyue.

Qian Xiaotong limped and jumped towards his father step by step in the wind and rain.

"Don't come here, go back to the ward!" Qian Jun was furious.

"No, you are not allowed to hurt my friend!" Qian Xiaotong shook his head stubbornly, stepping on the muddy water and slowly approaching.The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the garden was extremely slippery. Qian Xiaotong accidentally fell to the ground, splashing mud and water.

Sharp pain came from the injured ankle, Qian Xiaotong gritted her teeth, and even though her body was covered in mud, she would tenaciously crawl towards his father.The palm of her hand was cut by a stone, and the hospital gown was extremely heavy with water. She had to go there to stop her father...

Qian Jun turned his face away, unable to bear to look at his daughter. No. 13 is now on the verge of dying, and he won't be able to hold on for a long time!He must not let this man survive!
At this time, Cang Yue had already defeated the two of them with great effort, Qian Jun frowned and raised his gun, aiming directly at the girl's eyebrows again.

"Father, don't!" Qian Xiaotong cried so hard that her face was covered with mud and water.

She doesn't want Xiaoyueyue to die, she still wants to see Henan marry Xiaoyueyue, and she wants Xiaoyueyue to attend her wedding.You must not die—No. 13, you must not die.

"Crack" the bullet ejected from the chamber.

Qian Xiaotong closed his eyes in despair.

Qian Jun shook his hands in pain, his right wrist was bleeding.The gun in his hand fell to the ground carelessly, splashing muddy water all over the ground.

"Student Li, I'll help you." Yue Yang ran over panting, holding a gun in his hand.During his training at the NSA, he never hit a target.Today, he succeeded for the first time, hitting Qian Jun's wrist with the gun.

Yue Yang gritted his teeth, and tremblingly pointed his guns at the two people who were mediating with Cang Yue. The guns of those two people had already been knocked out by Cang Yue, and the three of them were entangled with bare hands.

Yue Yang knew that only the gun in his hand could save No. 13—no, save his cousin.Cang Yue and Yue Cang, what a coincidental connection, why didn't he think of it?

He only has two bullets left...

Qian Jun clutched his wrist, and was about to go forward and cut off the kid who came out.His right foot was grabbed by a tenacious force, Qian Xiaotong crawled over covered in mud and water, and grabbed Qian Jun's right foot and did not let go.

"Father... don't hurt Xiao Yueyue, please..."

Yue Yang glanced at Qian Xiaotong, don't look back, aim and shoot silently.As if possessed by a soul, the two bullets that burst out miraculously hit the hearts of the two men.

Two gunshots sounded, and the pattering Qingming raindrops danced all over the sky.The two strong men looked at the blood spreading from their chests in amazement, their fists like iron stone wanted to exert force again, but there was no more strength...

Cang Yue staggered, turned her head and smiled lightly at Yue Yang.

She looked up at the flying rain, the spring rain was cool and comfortable on her face... For so many years, this was her favorite rain, washing away countless grievances and grievances in the world, and washing away the road to hell...

Blood finally spilled from the corner of her lips, and she closed her eyes.

The three figures fell to the ground at the same time, splashing water all over the ground.

Hundreds of miles away, the night rain was like weeping and complaining.On the helicopter flying to the customs, the handsome young man suddenly clutched his chest, his face pale.

"Henan, what's wrong with you boy? Did you hurt your internal organs or ribs with the gunshot today?"

Henan waved his hands and stared at the rainwater dripping from the helicopter's glass.

"...It's okay, it's just that my heart hurts suddenly."

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