When Zhao Zhao rushed over with two people behind him, they saw this scene: a young man with a vicious face was pointing at He Qinglin's head and ready to shoot, while on the other side, Ivan was beaten black and blue by a group of people.

If they had come a few minutes later, Zhao Zhao felt that these two people would probably have died...

The situation on He Qinglin's side was not good. Zhao Zhao didn't care about anything else and rushed up in an instant, at an incredible speed.

He kicked He Xingran's gun away, then punched him back and knocked him out.

Zhao Zhao was very strong, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. He swallowed the blood foam, and He Xingran looked at the men with guns with sharp eyes, "What are you standing there for? Shoot!"

"Bang bang bang!" Several more gunshots rang out at the scene, and Zhao Zhao took the seriously injured Ivan to dodge.

Zhao Zhao's bodyguard grabbed the unused gun on the ground and was barely able to protect the other two.

After quickly putting Ivan in a safe place, Zhao Zhao was about to leave when Ivan grabbed his sleeve, "Zhao Zhao?!" His eyes were swollen and he could hardly open them, but he could still see the young man who saved him from danger.

"Don't move, stay still." Zhao Zhao left a word and joined the battle without even turning his head.

Ivan really couldn't move. He was beaten so badly that he could only lie in the safe zone that Zhao Zhao found for him.

With the help of the system props, Zhao Zhao took on the heavy responsibility and held back three opponents by himself.

He has high combat power but no gun, while the opponent has low combat power but has several guns.

"Bang!" Gunshots rang out, and bullets flew everywhere. If you didn't know the scene, you might think it was a gang fight. However, Zhao Zhao and his fellow high school students were not strong and social people. After several confrontations, they were completely at a disadvantage.

"Fuck, Song Zhixu!" A bullet passed by Song Zhixu's knee, instantly waking up the busy Zhao Zhao.

It’s over, I actually forgot about this man with a plot!

What happened next seemed to be to fit the plot. Several bullets were fired at Song Zhixu, and the bodyguard who was protecting him was hit in the arm in order to protect him from the dense bullets. Blood instantly splattered on Song Zhixu's face.

His fighting power was greatly reduced, and Zhao Zhao could no longer hold on.

...No, the plot cannot happen under his nose.

He exerted his strength and immediately took down a gun. Just as he was about to shoot, He Qinglin noticed him from behind and immediately controlled his hand, "Zhao Zhao, let me do it."

Just because these people don't care about their future and aren't afraid of death doesn't mean Zhao Zhao is the same. He is still young and can't kill anyone.

Seeing Zhao Zhao's confusion, he casually said, "Murder is against the law."

Zhao Zhao was shocked, "Brother, you are about to die and you still care about these things." In fact, he didn't care much about his life and future. As long as his mission could be completed and the people he cared about were safe, nothing else mattered.

After all, he didn't come to this world to enjoy life.

Just as she raised her hand to shoot, He Qinglin took it away in an instant, "Give it to me." It was the first time Zhao Zhao saw him smile, and it was very gentle.

He Qinglin took the gun, smiled at him gently, and fired a bullet without blinking, "I can't always implicate you, let me do it myself."

"Okay." He is indeed a protagonist with positive energy.

Seeing this, Zhao Zhao really didn't care anymore. Song Zhixu's situation next door was not optimistic. Zhao Zhao quickly raised his hand and pushed him, avoiding a bullet for him.

"Fuck, you scared me to death!" One by one, none of them made Zhao Zhao worry. Song Zhixu looked a little disheveled, with blood and stains on his exquisite uniform. He looked at Zhao Zhao, a little dazed.

"You...are you really not possessed by evil spirits?" How could this frail person suddenly...

Zhao Zhao couldn't help rolling his eyes again. What the hell time is this! This person was still asking him if he had been possessed by an evil spirit. He was convinced.

Next, Zhao Zhao took down another gun and handed it to Song Zhixu. As a result, there were only two people holding guns on the opposite side.