Under the dark night sky as if it was going to rain, there was a series of gunshots, riots and screams in the air, all of which disappeared in the second before Bronson rushed out.
When Bronson rushes out of the building and comes outside, the scene that enters the eyes, to some extent, can be called hell.
I saw that all the guards who were in charge of patrolling here had fallen to the ground with smoking shotguns.
In their bodies, blood could not help flowing out of the damaged parts, like a pool of blood, dyed red one after another on the ground.
Around the guards, who had fallen into a pool of blood, there was a "automaton" with wires and oil, like a corpse, scattered all over the place.
The smell of blood spreads in the air. The smell of gunpowder and the residue of Magic also shuttle back and forth in the air. They fall to the ground. They don't know if they are dead or alive guards or "automaton" or scenes full of blood. Timid people will be stunned directly.
Such a scene, called hell, why not
In the middle of such a hellish scene. At the entrance of the gate, a figure stood there.
Wearing the uniform of "the warprussian King's Qiaoqiao academy", a black coat with a long hem and knees, like a knight's robe, the man stood in the middle of the bloody, fallen guard and the fragmented "automaton" with his back to Bronson.
Around the figure with its back to Bronson, a circle of magic ripples visible to the naked eye is fluctuating, turning into a real force, covering a dark knife, sword, gun and halberd. Let the surface of these weapons have a layer of light.
"Mindfulness"!
The "mind power" is used. Control that dark weapon, use them, put down all the guards here, destroy a performance is not too low. It's definitely not a good 'automaton'!
Intruder!
And. Or Bronson just met once. But very familiar intruder!
Gazing at the dark weapon floating around him, standing in the middle of the fallen dead or alive guard and 'automaton', Bronson's face murmured.
"Scarlet eyes..."
Come on. Nature is speechless!
"Oh, President Bronson..." Turning around, he raised his head and exposed a pair of wine red pupils to Bronson's vision. His wordless face was calm and indifferent.
"See you again..."
"It's true that we met again..." Bronson glanced at the guards who had fallen into a pool of blood one by one, but at one glance, he did not pay attention to them any more, as if he were not his own person, but a stranger, and his sharp eyes fell on the speechless body.
"What's more, in such an occasion, such a time, such a situation, it really surprised me..."
"In fact, I don't want to see your face again!" Speechless with a tone of indifference to each other, a pair of wine red pupils gradually flash cold awn.
"Unfortunately, I said, if you do something you shouldn't do, I will give you a big surprise..."
"It's true. It's a surprise..." Bronson sighed, as if it were a pity.
"I didn't expect that you would go out late at night in violation of the regulations of" the warprussian King's Qiaoqiao College ". I'm afraid you will have to be dismissed. Isn't this the last time we meet?"
"The college doesn't allow students to go out late at night. It only stipulates that 'automaton' can't go out..." Speechless disapproval of looking at Bronson.
"So, I let president Bronson down. At most, I was punished by the head teacher or the warden. However, this is the last time we met!"
"Of course!" Bronson's face showed a smile of some joy from the heart.
"Although there is no written stipulation that students can't go out late at night, I remember that there is a stipulation in the college that students will be sentenced to death if they attack ordinary civilians, sir, is this looking for death?"
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