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Under the dark muzzle,
Ning Rongrong's body stiffened and her mind went blank!
Fine cold sweat broke out on her fair skin.
He watched Tang Lan and pulled the trigger.
"Click——"
Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled!
After making sure there were no holes in his body, he fell to the ground.
He breathed heavily as if he was suffocating, and looked at Tang Lan with horror.
——He really dares to kill himself!
this moment,
What is the heir of San Shangzong and what is the Titled Douluo grandfather.
It's all clouds!
Now that he is killed, even if Tang Lan is retaliated later, what's the point?
Between life and death there is great terror, but also great realization.
Ning Rongrong realized it.
unfortunately
Tang Lan had no intention of letting her go.
He raised the muzzle of the gun again and pulled the trigger continuously——
"Click——"
"Click——"
"Click——"
"Click——"
Four empty rings.
Ning Rongrong trembled four times.
"Wow!" Tang Lan exaggerated: "The gun was empty five times. You are really lucky."
He pointed the gun at Ning Rongrong and grinned.
"Then this sixth shot is a live ammunition!"
"Do you have any last words?"
Ning Rongrong's pupils shrank to pinpoints, and tears of fear flowed down.
"I was wrong!"
"sorry!"
"I will never offend you again!"
"I"
"I can buy my life!"
She poured out a pile of large gold bricks from the storage soul guide.
Tang Lan was not polite and took everything into King Lan - it was regarded as her education fee.
Ning Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief seeing this.
I thought I had escaped disaster.
Just when he saw Tang Lan raised his gun again and pointed it at himself.
She is stupid!
The eyes are full of incredible!
"Didn't you take my money? You"
"boom!"
Ning Rongrong's neck shrank and her pupils shrank into pinholes!
He fell to the floor, holding his chest in pain.
Everything in the past is running through my mind.
Bullying fellow students,
prank classmates,
Make it impossible for the teacher to get off the stage,
original
From a spectator's perspective, she has been really willful and unruly in the past 12 years!
She suddenly woke up.
If given the chance, she would definitely change.
unfortunately,
No chance.
She slowly closed her eyes.
After a few seconds,
He opened his eyes suddenly again and sat up suspiciously.
I lowered my head and checked.
None of the clothes were torn, only one bullet point.
"Oops." Tang Lan exaggerated: "I seem to have installed a primer, so it doesn't have much power."
Although Ning Rongrong didn't understand, she also understood that she had been fooled!
She is very angry!
His eyes would get angry if he stared at them.
But he remembered the scene just now, watching the lanterns on horseback.
Silence again.
Are the people who were pranked by him as angry as she is now?
Angry?
What if Tang Lan comes directly later?
[The host made Ning Rongrong realize his mistake, increased the Qibao Glazed Sect's luck, and replaced Tang San as Ning Fengzhi's guest.Steal a small amount of Tang San's luck! 】
[Reward: "Mastery of Short Barrel Weapons and Submachine Guns"! 】
Type 54 submachine gun, MP5 submachine gun, P90 submachine gun, Uzi submachine gun.
The model, structure, accessories and other knowledge points made Tang Lan's thoughts stuck.
Fortunately,
Ning Rongrong was also in "reflection", the two of them just looked at each other, their minds wandering.
Ten seconds later.
Ning Rongrong stood up and looked deeply at Tang Lan.
Turn around and leave.
Tang Lan came to his senses and separated Lan Yincao to let her leave.
She is indeed the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect!
Even if he taught her a lesson, he would "give" her such a generous reward.
Waving the door shut.
Tang Lan yawned and continued to prepare for bed.
But it hasn't been a few minutes yet.
"Squeak-"
The door opened again.
Tang Lan also smiled.
His dormitory is a hotel, so why are there so many people coming and going so late at night?
Turn around,
Looking into Xiao Wu's pink eyes, Tang Lan moved to the side.
Xiao Wu smiled and slept next to Tang Lan obediently.
Hold his hand and feel the hot inner power of Nine Yang Divine Skill.
Squint your eyes comfortably.
"I'm really not used to not having my brother here." Xiao Wu said with a smile.
As for being angry?
She eliminated it on her own.
"You." Tang Lan said fondly: "I help you practice every day, and you are not afraid that my level will be lowered."
Xiao Wu curled her lips and her tone was a little sour.
"Your Nine Yang Divine Art works automatically. Do you still need to practice?"
How envious!
They are all practicing the same technique, so why is there such a big gap?
Her talent is still not as good as that of her brother.
The next morning.
Xiao Wu secretly went back, and the toiletries were still there in the dormitory.
A few minutes later,
Tang Lan and Xiao Wu met again and went to the cafeteria to eat.
The chef Shao Xin saw it and greeted him with a smile.
"Are you here so early?"
"Don't you know that the start of school has been postponed to the afternoon?"
Xiao Wu looked confused.
Tang Lan frowned.
It seems that Flanders was also beaten badly last night.
"Teacher Shao, weren't you earlier?" Tang Lan responded.
"Yes, Teacher Shao, thank you for your hard work." Xiao Wu agreed.
This is a level 71 food-type seven-ring soul saint, and the spoon for cooking is also in his hand.
You can't go wrong with dessert.
Shao Xin laughed, becoming more and more satisfied with the two of them.
Strong, talented, polite, and handsome.
What teacher wouldn’t love such a student?
A plate of meat and vegetables was stuffed on the spot.