Chapter 304 Mr. Tang, we are prisoners
When the teacher faced the kitchen knife, he did not panic like the children.
He smiled slightly.
He stretched out his hand and without any movement, he took the kitchen knife that the old chef was holding tightly.
He rolled the kitchen knife in his hand, crumpled it twice, and crumpled it like paper, then threw the crumpled knife away casually.
"Old man, don't use violence. It's rude." He said gently.
The old chef was a little surprised. This guy has quite a strong hand.
His kitchen knife carried its own energy fluctuations, which ordinary awakened people could do nothing about, yet this person crumpled it in an instant?!
Without a word, the old chef pulled out another kitchen knife from his pocket and said, "Who are you, the devil? How dare you destroy my precious knife? If you don't tell me the truth, I'll kill you!"
At this time, the patrol team heard the child's complaint and several members hurried over.
"Kid, don't talk nonsense. That old man Geng is from Miss Qiao's side. Aside from his mental issues, he's a very good person! If he wants to deal with that teacher, there must be something wrong with the teacher!"
One of the patrol members happened to be the mother of the child who made the complaint. She was a second-level awakener and she taught the child a lesson after hearing the complaint.
The child was bewildered: "But, Teacher Xiang used to be a teacher at the base, and he was very kind..."
"What did he teach you that pissed off Old Master Geng?"
"Tell the teacher..."
The child briefly repeated the teacher's words, which were the part that confused him, about the stupid sacrifice.
The child's mother suddenly became angry.
"What? How dare he slander the fallen soldiers like this?!"
At this time they had already arrived at the classroom. Several patrol members were very angry and blamed the teacher, asking him to stop teaching for talking nonsense.
He smiled at the teacher and sighed softly, "Foolish individual."
"Actually, I didn't want to take action too soon. I wanted to observe the organizational structure of your small group for a while longer. But you didn't give me a chance and attacked me so early..."
He muttered to himself, his face suddenly becoming ferocious.
In an instant, he changed from a kind and amiable old man into a sinister and dark old man.
"Why bother me, you fools!"
His pupils suddenly shrank into a tiny dot, leaving only the white of his eyes, which was so pale and creepy.
At the same time, a tremendous energy wave was released!
Like a flood that broke through the dam, it spread all over the place in the blink of an eye!
"ah--"
Many ordinary people at the construction site could not withstand the impact of this energy. They fell to the ground screaming and rolling in pain.
The patrolmen nearby were also knocked down. They struggled to get up and fight back.
"Protect the children and retreat! Leave this to me!"
The old chef roared and swung his knife towards the teacher.
"Retreat first and gather some people before coming back!" The patrol leader made a decision immediately, stood up with difficulty, picked up the nearest child and rushed into the town.
The other team members followed suit, carrying the children on their backs, hugging them, and leading them to class to avoid the attacks.
The little boy who had reported the incident was stunned. He was overwhelmed by the energy and lay on the ground twitching all over, but his eyes were staring at the teacher with a changed expression in astonishment, and he was obviously greatly shocked.
His mother held him in her arms and before leaving, she glared angrily at the teacher. What a wicked person who teaches children in such a mess!
The patrol team and the workers struggled to retreat. Other patrol teams in the town, sensing something unusual, rushed in. The survivors were suppressed by the spreading energy waves, feeling suffocated. Some of the weaker ones could no longer hold on and screamed in agony...
There was chaos inside and outside the town.
By the time the children had all left, the old chef had already fought Teacher Xiang for over ten rounds. With the sharpness of his kitchen knife and his current strength, he could handle a Level 3, 4, or even 5 psychic. Yet, after hacking away for ages, he couldn't even break Teacher Xiang's skin.
Teacher Xiang grabbed the old chef and threw him away.
"Uncle Geng! I'm here!"
Fu Xingyuan arrived in time, but before he got close, he attacked the old chef first.
"Sister Wen, let me give you one too!"
Fu Xingyuan also didn't forget to increase Wen Jiaojiao's attack. Her skills have been improved and she can increase the attack of at least ten people at the same time.
But what puzzled her was that Uncle Geng was clearly at a disadvantage, so why was Wen Jiaojiao just smoking on the side and not joining the fight?
"Oh, Uncle Geng can hold him off by himself."
Facing Fu Xingyuan's puzzled look, Wen Jiaojiao took a puff of her cigarette and didn't explain much. She simply asked Fu Xingyuan and the town security patrol officers who arrived later to step back and not get too close.
"You can't handle this guy. Don't die in vain. Wait first."
"What are you waiting for? Miss Wen, please explain clearly!" The security guards were very anxious, the situation was critical.
In just a few moments, the old chef had been sent flying for the seventh time. The energy waves radiating towards the teacher grew stronger and wider. More and more people in the town screamed, and many even fainted. If this continued, would many more people die?
Wen Jiaojiao frowned, spit out the cigarette butt, and picked up the communicator.
"Old leader, we can't hold on any longer here. When are we going to start?"
From the other side came the response from the old lady, Staff Officer Li, “Wait a little longer!”
At this time, the old lady was standing next to the portable communication box with a serious expression, waiting for the communication signal to come on again.
There were more and more screams and cries in the town, and the old lady was extremely anxious.
Capital, why haven't the orders come yet?
…
Capital city.
Secret underground laboratory.
Dozens of elite fighters above level three surrounded the rest area on the negative eighth floor, and there were even more security fighters outside.
Now, almost half of the high-end combat forces in the core area of the capital are concentrated here.
In the rest area, Zhan Qing, Marshall, and Aunt He gathered together.
Although there were three of them, their movements were remarkably synchronized, like a precisely programmed, linked instrument, or perhaps two separate shadows of themselves. With Aunt He at the center, Zhan Qing and Marshall closely accompanying her, they had already been battling the elite warriors for over ten minutes.
The building was in ruins, and the soldiers had suffered many casualties, but these three were relatively unharmed. Their combined fighting power was astonishing, and even the energy cannon shells that hit them only scorched their skin.
Unable to capture, unable to kill.
After repelling another wave of soldiers, the three men rushed straight to the rest area.
Bang!
Aunt He knocked down Xiao Tang's ward door and wall with one punch.
The three of them rushed in, grabbed Xiao Tang who was lying on the hospital bed, and carried him on their backs.
The soldiers were now afraid to act rashly and attacked cautiously, which allowed the three men to move more smoothly and capture Yin Wanying in another ward.
Then, they rushed out with Tang Yin and the other two.
With his super strong body, he broke through layer after layer of ceiling, rushed all the way to the top floor of the laboratory building, entered the elevator, and climbed towards the ground.
The soldiers were unable to catch up and fell behind by a long distance.
After getting out of the elevator, Aunt He and the others boarded the commuter train in the underground passage, and drove through the intricate passage with ease.
"Mr. Tang, we are prisoners."
Yin Wanying was tied up behind Zhan Qing's back. She tilted her head and smiled gently at Xiao Tang on Marshall's back.
"Shut up and stop talking!" Aunt He shouted and raised her hand.
Zhan Qing followed her and slapped Yin Wanying in the face.
A bright red slap mark suddenly appeared on Yin Wanying's pale face.
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