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"Brother, this kid went towards the doorway, should we still chase him?"

Watching Zhang Bing flee frantically, one of the underlings in the crowd asked.

"Stop chasing him. Spare his life today."

"Why did you have to run into the minefield? You're just asking for death."

"They've withdrawn."

Zhang Bing, an outsider, didn't know, but the students of Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School were all too aware of the power of the A5 cannon.

A single person standing guard at the gate can be as powerful as an army of thousands.

"Huff...huff..."

Zhang Bing was breathing heavily as the adrenaline rush slowly subsided.

But he dared not slow down at all; he swore that this was the fastest he had ever run.

It was faster than the 1,000-meter dash he ran in his middle school entrance exam.

After all, if he runs slowly in the high school entrance exam, at worst he won't get into high school, but today, if he runs even a step slower, he'll die here.

These students at Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School are too fierce; they're not like the gangsters.

Unless there is some serious evidence, the triads will at most threaten or intimidate you.

But these students were reckless and used lethal force.

At this moment, Zhang Bing finally realized why the security guards had made him sign a security agreement when he came in.

He regretted it!

He should have listened to the security guard and obediently called the police.

Now he doesn't even know if he'll survive.

Since it was his first time entering Jiangcheng Vocational Technical School, Zhang Bing ran like a headless fly in the direction where there was no one.

As he ran, Zhang Bing gradually realized that there was no one behind him.

"Phew~~~"

"Did...did they survive?"

Zhang Bing gradually slowed down and stopped on a bumpy, open space.

The small, dark, pitted holes in the open space were of unknown origin.

But the overwhelming sense of relief after surviving the ordeal left Zhang Bing no time to care about these things; his heart was filled with the feeling of seeing the light of day again.

He looked up at the sky and felt that it was so blue, the sunlight so warm, and the air so...

wrong.

Why does the air smell strange?

Zhang Bing frowned deeply and took a deep sniff.

Why does this smell like gunpowder smoke?

A deep sense of doubt rose in Zhang Bing's eyes.

But how could there be the smell of gunpowder in a school?

Just as Zhang Bing was still confused, suddenly, a square-shaped object slammed straight down on his head.

Just a second before the block was about to smash into Zhang Bing's head, Zhang Bing swiftly extended his right hand.

He grabbed the phone that was being thrown at him.

Zhang Bing glanced indifferently at the phone in his hand and gave a wicked smile.

"You think you can ambush me with just a cell phone?"

"Do you know I was the king of beanbag throwing when I was a kid?!"

As Zhang Bing scoffed, the phone in his hand rapidly heated up, and the phone case began to emit thick black smoke.

wrong!!

Zhang Bing realized something was wrong and was about to throw his phone away.

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant sound came from his phone:

"Monkey God!!"

"start up!!!"

As the phone announcement ended.

With a loud bang.

The phone in Zhang Bing's hand exploded like a C4 bomb.

"ah!!!!"

A heart-wrenching wail echoed sharply throughout the campus.

The explosion caused him to experience a brief period of tinnitus, his palms were blasted numb, and a large portion of the skin was blown away.

Zhang Bing was completely blasted into a black man.

His appearance was extremely tragic.

But that wasn't the end of it. Several more cell phones appeared in the sky and flew straight toward Zhang Bing's location.

Zhang Bing had been blown out of his mind; it was the instinct for survival that drove him to flee.

"Run! We have to run!"

If he doesn't leave here soon, he will become the first unlucky man in Jiangcheng to be blown up in this new era.

Zhang Bing started running again.

Doggy! Run, run, run!!

Moreover, this time Zhang Bing not only runs fast, but also has an additional dodging element.

Zhang Bing is like Xiong Da in the movie "Xiong Da Runs Fast," constantly dodging obstacles while running.

He dodged each phone thrown at him with the agility of a Hakimi.

Just when Zhang Bing thought everything was fine.

But he forgot that this was no ordinary cell phone.

This is a C4 bomb that the zombies have meticulously researched!

"Bangbang bomb!!!"

"I have been betrayed three times!!"

………………

As various sound effects were played, a blinding white light suddenly burst from the screens of these phones.

No, within the white light, there was also a golden light.

This is... the money has been withdrawn!!!

"Bro, can you check if my minimum guarantee was wrong?!"

An excited voice came from afar.

Unfortunately, this gold-plated O-type A5 has already reached its limit.

Boom... Boom...

Accompanied by a series of continuous roaring sounds.

Zhang Bing felt as if he were on a real-life FPS game battlefield, and he realized that explosions are art.

the other side.

Su Yu, Liu Xiaoyue, and Li Qingxue, who had already arrived in the classroom, obviously did not hear the explosion that occurred outside the playground.

Compared to the noisy playground, the teaching building was exceptionally quiet, without a sound at all.

Liu Xiaoyue deliberately lowered her voice, looked at Su Yu walking in front, and asked softly.

"President Su, your classroom is so quiet."

"Have they all gone out?"

"No, apart from some extracurricular activity classes, everyone is in class right now."

"what?"

Liu Xiaoyue was visibly taken aback, then sighed:

"President Su, you really belittled your school's students just now."

"They don't say a word in class, which is even better than some of the college students at Jiangcheng University."

"Looking at it this way, my self-discipline, which I'm so proud of, is utterly insignificant in your school."

Liu Xiaoyue's mood suddenly plummeted, and she appeared utterly dejected.

"What? What learning?"

"These people are sleeping in the classrooms next to each other."

"Look, if you don't believe me, come and see for yourself."

Su Yu led Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue to the door of a classroom.

Looking through the window, all the students in the classroom were sleeping on their desks, without exception.

"Um???"

Liu Xiaoyue was so shocked she couldn't speak; the emotions she had just managed to calm down suddenly surged up again.

"President Su, the students are all sleeping during class, don't the teachers do anything about it?"

Liu Xiaoyue asked incredulously.

"Yes, where's the teacher?"

Even Li Qingxue echoed this sentiment.

Faced with their questions, Su Yu didn't say a word.

He pointed to the podium.

Following the direction Su Yu pointed, Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue looked towards the classroom podium.

On the podium, a middle-aged man was lying on a makeshift bed, using a pillow as a pillow.

Before Liu Xiaoyue and Li Qingxue could even process what they were seeing, Su Yu's matter-of-fact voice rang out.

"Of course, the teacher sleeps on the podium!"