One meaning Skye wants to express is very simple.

　　 I guess what happened here, I’m afraid I don’t know it outside. The lunch break time, the peak meal period has passed, and the people who should come have come, and the people who should go have also left.

　　 "The police, it's impossible for no one to call the police."

"do not know."

　　 Skye shook his head: "If it was you and you controlled the cafeteria, would you let them call the police?"

　　 Gwen opened his mouth: "What should I do now?"

　　 Skye frowned, thought for a while, and looked at Gwen: "We must go out."

Her car was parked in the parking lot outside, her cell phone, Pokémon, and the pistol that Lake had just given her in the morning were all in the car, and they had to get out and tell the classmates outside that the restaurant had fallen. Up.

　　 Harry asked, "How to get out?"

　　 The gate of the restaurant building, if you get there, you need to pass through the restaurant. There is no doubt that the restaurant is occupied.

　　 The back door.

　　 Although there is no need to go through the restaurant, the corridor leading to the back door is also very close to the restaurant.

　　 Skye glanced at Harry.

　　 how to get out?

　　 How can I go out? Skye wanted to go out quietly, but the current reality didn't give her a chance.

Ah.

　　 I like Kai Wushuang!

Skye raised her eyebrows and couldn't help but remember. One night, she and Lake were watching a war disc at home. When the surviving soldiers used various traps to deal with the enemy, she asked Lake if it was When he, what would he do, these words were what Lake told him.

　　 I believe you a ghost.

　　 If this is Kai Wushuang, I will be holed into a rag doll.

five minutes later.

Skye took a deep breath, his palms were a little sweaty, and he quickly probed. After confirming that there was no one in the corridor, after walking out, he waved to the bathroom, Gwen, Harry, and Peter were light-handed. Walked out of the bathroom.

　　 "Quickly!"

Skye turned his head and whispered to the three people behind him, and then, like a mother chicken, the assault rifle, which was very formal in front, watched vigilantly at the enemy who might emerge from the restaurant at any time. , The three little chickens behind him walked gently and quickly towards the corridor leading to the back door of the restaurant.

　　 As Harry and Peter were nervous, the confusion in their eyes became more and more.

after all……

　　 This style of painting is a bit strange for Harry and Peter. The reason may be related to their gender?

　　 over the restaurant.

　　 A friend who was sick with Maroni saw that Maroni hadn't come back for so long, so he greeted other people in the restaurant and walked out of the restaurant.

　　 At first glance, I saw Skye and the others who were leaning against the wall and seemed to be walking towards the back door.

"Hi!"

　　 This man yelled at Skye and the others. After attracting the attention of Skye's four people and the attention of the restaurant comrades, he directly picked up the gun hung on his body and prepared to shoot.

but……

boom!

　　 A yellow bullet was directly detained by Skye, accompanied by a splash of flame, and with a sound, the bullet directly pierced the air and directly shot the guy with an extremely precise headshot.

　　 momentarily.

　　 The man jumped directly on the spot, then, fell heavily to the ground, and completely pounced on the street. With the watermelon juice flowing out, his feet still twitched.

　　 Skye was a little flustered.

　　 She swears that she never intended to kill him deliberately, but when he was training at the shooting range, Skye used to shoot the gun for the first time and practiced aiming at the head.

　　 Sharpshooters are all fed with bullets.

　　 Although Skye is not yet a sharpshooter, he is trained in the shooting range once a week, feeding two hundred bullets each time, not to mention the long distance, even the distance of 70 meters has already formed muscle memory where to shoot.

　　 "Onixet!"

　　 "Dan!"

　　 "Suddenly!"

　　 "Go ahead."

　　 Accompanied by the scream of the restaurant approaching the corridor, two people ran out of the restaurant directly, raising their hands, and directly rushing towards the position of Skye and the others.

　　 Skye's eyes shrank sharply, before he could think about it, he shouted directly at the three people behind him, also raising his gun and shooting.

　　 Micro-manipulation of the trigger.

boom!

boom!

boom!

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Puff!"

　　 "Jack!"

　　 "Ellen!"

　　 "……"

　　 The gunfire stopped.

　　 When Skye was about to turn around and ran towards the bathroom again with a few people, Skye couldn't help turning around to look and was stunned when he heard the gunshots disappearing behind him.

　　 is dead again?

　　 Suddenly!

　　 A bullet was deducted from the dining room, blasting large holes in the wall far away from Skye and others, seeming to explain one thing.

　　 It's not that their guns are fake, but that their marksmanship is weak.

"This……"

Gwen, who was hiding against a raised wall, couldn't help but glanced at the door of the restaurant. Accompanied by the furious cry in the restaurant, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva and looked at Skye. The look in his eyes has changed.

how to say?

　　 is just looking at the big devil's expression alive.

　　In other words...

　　 Who is the terrorist in the end?

　　 Skye opened his mouth and immediately noticed Gwen's eyes. He was silent for a while and said, "If I tell you, I didn't deliberately shoot them in the head, do you believe it?"

　　 I was ready to run.

　　 You saw it.

　　 Skye dared to swear to heaven, she just shot twice at random, trying to stop the fire for the two people temporarily and giving them a chance to escape, absolutely not intentional.

　　 Gwen violently lit his little head.

　　 Harry and Peter are the same.

but……

　　 It's a fool who can see the thick perfunctory color on Gwen and Harry and Peter's face.

　　Am I special...

　　 Skye opened his mouth, and suddenly there was a feeling of unspeakable suffering.

　　Lake only likes headshots, I don't like it, it's because Lake forced me to practice.

Skye screamed in her heart. Her few shots were completely instinctive, and, frankly speaking, there was nothing wrong with it. After all, she sometimes went to the forest shooting range in New Jersey and made them with animals stocked there. Target.

　　 Compared to one shot, one should look at another picture of someone who is said to have come from Texas, carrying Gatlin over there at a poor goat.

　　Compared with Gatlin suddenly, Skye even felt that her shot-by-shot style was already a kind of kindness.

　　 Gwen looked at the three corpses lying in the entrance of the restaurant, and the picture of only daring to stretch out the guns blindly and suddenly, swallowed: "Skye, I feel you scared them."

　　 Harry and Peter were speechless at this moment.

after all……

　　 Today's Skye is different from the previous Skye.

　　 Let's put it this way.

In the past, Skye’s performance was rather inconspicuous, or it could be said that the kind of incompetent. Even Midtown College was not very clear about Skye’s family background, but he was able to drive a car after Skye was sixteen. The brand-new Porsche Cayenne, and the relationship with Gwen and the already graduated Alexis are so good that it is not difficult to guess that Skye's family background is also the type of bullying.

　　 But it's just that.

at the moment?

　　 It's like, I always thought it was a little sheep before, but suddenly it happened that this little sheep was actually disguised by a big devil.

　　 This change is abrupt.

　　 The angry screams from the restaurant became stronger and stronger, but at the same time, the gunfire gradually ceased.

　　 Next second.

　　 A man with a flustered expression on his face carefully poked his head out from the dining room with a gun in his hand.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 When Skye subconsciously prepared to pull the trigger, he quickly cut Zhuanxin to the exposed right leg of the man.

　　 momentarily.

With a scream of 　　, the man fell directly to the ground, and then turned around and crawled towards the interior of the restaurant and shouted: "Fak, he is still outside, kill him, kill him."

　　 Gunshots once again mastered.

but……

　　 The head was almost quasi, densely packed bullets bombarded the walls and the floor, but without exception, they all fell through.

　　 Harry said at this time: "Damn it, it's all like this, haven't the school found it yet?"

　　 Peter shook his head and said, "There is a musical instrument practice in the small playground over the restaurant. The gunshots from our side were cancelled out by the sound of music."

　　 Harry turned sideways to look at Peter: "Why didn't I hear?"

　　 Peter shrugged: "I am born with a hearing loss better than others."

Skye took off his magazine, looked at the few bullets in it, buried the three bullets that had just been taken out, and stared at the corridor leading to the back door, which was less than 60 meters away from them. Looking at the restaurant where he was shooting randomly, he looked at Gwen: "Gwen, I'll cover you, you go to the police?"

　　If possible, Skye wants Harry and Peter to call the police.

but……

The body is too weak, I guess they will be covered. I am afraid that I will be frightened at the distance of 50 meters. I may be able to wrestle on the spot. Moreover, Skye’s car is fingerprint-locked, and Peter and Harry can’t open her. Door.

　　 Skye automatically ignored Peter and Harry, and looked directly at Gwen: "Dare you?"

　　 Gwen was taken aback~lightnovelpub.net~ Then, taking a deep breath, he looked at Skye: "The daughter of the Stacey family is no worse than the daughter of the Edwin family. Yes, you can cover me."

　　 Skye nodded: "Okay, I'll count one, two, three."

　　 Gwen took a deep breath, calmed down his beating little heart as much as possible, and after a while, made an OK gesture towards Skye.

　　 Skye knows.

"boom!"

"boom!"

　　 Two bullets came out of the chamber and hit the glass of the restaurant. When the glass of the restaurant shattered, Skye said to Gwen: "GOGOGO!"

　　 Gwen understood, got up directly like a Tibetan antelope, and ran towards the corridor fifty meters away.

　　 Skye kept intermittent, one by one bullets accurately blasted at the position where it might be shot.

"boom!"

"what!"

　　 "Fak!"

　　 The wrist of a man who did not show up was directly pierced through the wrist by a pre-emptive bullet, causing him to roar. In just a few seconds, Gwen had already ran into the corridor leading to the back door of the restaurant.

　　……

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