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Text 64. Withering of all things (seek a ticket)

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    "You can't hide, we are chasing you."

    Hu Huan smiled and said, "Don't try to delay the time, my spiritual bullet is poisonous."

    The expression of the foreign man changed slightly. Although he was bombarded seven times by spiritual bullets and broke a leg, he still had the strength to fight with his strong physical fitness.

    He really wanted to delay time, try to regain some of his strength, and make a desperate fight. After Hu Huan reminded him, the foreign agent suddenly felt that the vitality in his body was disappearing bit by bit.

    "Is it a bullet made by highly poisonous spiritual power?"

    After knowing the truth, he sighed softly, stared at Hu Huan for a while, and said in a low voice: "I never thought that I would die in the hands of a child."

    "Since my fate is like this, I, Hercules, have accepted my fate. I just ask you one thing. Give the embassy what I left behind after my death, and let them return it to my family."

    With very strenuous movements, he took out a wallet from his pocket. When he tried to hand it out, he even let the wallet fall to the ground because he couldn't hold it steadily.

    The foreign man showed a sunny smile and beckoned Hu Huan to pick it up.

    Hu Huan did not speak. He raised his left foot, took off his shoes, stretched out his five toes, and fired five more rounds, all of which hit the foreign agent's chest.

    Before the foreign agent died, his face was still full of disbelief.

    Hu Huan waited patiently for a while.

    The breath of this foreign agent who called himself Hercules gradually faded, and all life disappeared from his body.

    When the breath of life disappeared, the body of this excellent foreign agent decayed at an extremely exaggerated speed, and the decayed body became brittle again.  Under the rule of the shadow of all things, the dead life will turn into dust.

    Hu Huan knew this rule, but it was the first time that he saw life withering in the shadow of everything.

    Where the body of the foreign agent withered, three things were left behind, a pistol, a dark red stone, and a wallet.

    Hu Huan walked over and picked up these three items. He threw the pistol into the mysterious conch and the dark red stone. After hesitating, he decided to turn it in after he went out.

    As an ordinary and normal junior high school student, he is not very accepting of the things that are separated from the human body, even though this thing is priceless, it is an extremely precious spiritual thing.

    As for the wallet, he guessed it was what Hercules asked him to send back, and he was going to hand it in along with it.

    After packing up the three trophies, Hu Huan was about to find a way to leave, when he heard a dragon chant, a huge dragon passed by, and swooped down when it saw him.

    Before Hu Huan could hesitate in the future, he was grabbed by the shoulder by the dragon, and rushed out of the shadow of everything after a while.

    When he was still on the ground by the dragon, countless black muzzles pointed at him.

    Although only looking at the familiar green uniform, Hu Huan knew that these were all his own people, but he obediently raised his hands and shouted: "I am my own people."

    No one spoke to the soldiers with guns, and no one gave any instructions. Hu Huan could only raise his hands high in embarrassment and stood there until more than ten minutes later, he saw his head teacher, who was also a member of the third-rank and fourth-rank masters of Huaxia.  Yan Lingse walked over in a sassy outfit.

    Yan Lingse waved his hand, and those soldiers lowered their guns.

    "What's wrong with you again?"

    Hu Huan said aggrievedly: "Teacher in charge, I was hunted down, where did I cause trouble?"

    "They almost killed me and Zhang Mingyu, and they don't treat us as human beings at all!"

    Yan Lingse had already known the general story of the matter from Zhang Mingyu's mouth, so she could only shake her head. I really don't blame Hu Huan for this matter, but this kid's trouble-making ability is really second to none.

    How many days has school started?

    How many troubles did Hu Huan cause?

    Rao even Yan Lingse has seen too many disturbances, and at this time she is a little nervous, and regrets taking on the job of the head teacher of the special twenty-five class.

    "Where's the spy inside?"

    "died!"

    "died?"

    Yan Lingse exclaimed in surprise: "He is a second-tier professional."

    Hu Huan said embarrassingly: "I took Zhang Mingyu's shell 28, and he collapsed with two shots. To be on the safe side, I fired eight more shots."

    Yan Lingse was completely speechless.

    She also knows that the combat effectiveness of a professional does not necessarily depend on the level of the class, but Hu Huan, an awakened person, has surpassed two levels and killed the second-tier occupation.?, this matter is too unreal.

    "Even with shell 28, it is a miracle that you can kill Hercules."

    Hu Huan scratched his head and said, "Who made him careless?"

    Yan Lingse glanced at Hu Huan's hands, but said nothing. The harvest in the shadow of everything and the battle gains are all owned by the individual. This is the rule of Qianlong Army.

    She originally planned to explore again and get rid of the agent, but Hu Huan got the essence of Hercules, and the agent must be finished.

    Yan Lingse gave an order to blockade the nearby soldiers and quietly withdraw the team. She took Hu Huan, boarded a jeep, and went straight back to the Museum of Modern Literature.

    After bringing Hu Huan back, Yan Lingse didn't know how to teach this student, so she could only pat Hu Hua on the shoulder and said, "Let your homeroom teacher save some time for these two months!"

    Hu Huan lowered his head, pretending to be obedient and receptive.

    Seeing that Yan Lingse was about to leave, he called out: "Teacher, I don't want this thing anymore, can I hand it in? Also, this is the relic of that secret agent. He asked me to return it to my family. I can't handle it.  Submit together."

    Yan Lingse was surprised and said: "Do you know that Hercules is a Tier 2 professional of the giant family, and you are an awakened body-oriented person who has integrated the essence left by him, so there is a high probability that you will be employed as a professional of the giant family."  Professionals, it is even possible to break through the next step and become a wrestler!"

    "Are you sure you want to hand over this thing?"

    Hu Huan nodded and said, "I don't like things that come out of human bodies."

    Yan Lingse didn't expect that Hu Huan would have such an answer. She remained silent for a while and said, "This thing is probably worth two second-class merits."

    "In addition to this, there are also the spiritual objects you need to be promoted to the mob."

    Hu Huan handed the two things into Yan Lingse's hands, and said, "Then please ask the class teacher to help me with these trivial matters."

    Yan Lingse couldn't help laughing, and felt even more strange about this student.

    She has never met Hu Huan like this before. She is obviously very honest and doesn't do anything out of the ordinary, but she is involved in all kinds of things, from scandals to fetish card theft to fighting with foreign spies.

    One pile after another, it is simply a walking trouble-making machine.
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