Chapter 172 Prose
It happened so fast. The moment Xiaoqin fell, Ah Si suddenly reached out and grabbed her arms. Then his feet were empty, and the two of them fell together. Ah Si hugged her in the air, and then he twisted his waist and lifted Xiaoqin up.
Bang—there was a dull sound of flesh and tiles colliding violently on the ground.
When the glass was pulled out, Zhang Nianzu was standing two or three meters away from Ah Si, so he still had a short time to react - Zhang Nianzu quickly jumped to the edge of the roof, and the swishing sound of the glass roof sliding in his ears was like a death warrant stimulating Zhang Nianzu. When he ran to the wall, the edge of the retracted glass had already caught up with his feet. The ceiling of this gymnasium was designed very cleverly. After it was retracted, it fit the wall tightly, and there was no possibility of stopping. Seeing that he would fall down in the next second, Zhang Nianzu suddenly stretched out his right index finger and pressed it on the wall. He didn't know what the point of doing this was, but it was almost an instinct for survival. The glass retracted into the wall, and Zhang Nianzu's body had no support. He used his right arm to transmit force to his fingertips, and a shallow pit appeared where his index finger pressed. He also stayed on the vertical wall for a moment, and immediately fell to the ground again. Zhang Nianzu used the same trick again, and just like this, relying on the pause effect of the golden finger, he slid down the steep wall all the way...
The long-haired young man and the motorcycle man couldn't help but be dazed by the spectacular scene, but they did not forget their identities. They took out their miniature guns that fired electric peas and prepared to shoot.
Ah Si fell on his back and lay there completely motionless. Xiao Qin lay on top of him, also motionless.
"Ah Si!" Zhang Nianzu shouted, his eyes reddened. He was furious, but he did not act rashly. At this moment, he was nearly ten meters away from the two enemies. At this distance, the power of the microgun was limited. Zhang Nianzu did not rush up rashly. He knew that in this situation, if he got a little excited, the whole army would be wiped out. He still had a chance of survival if he kept this distance. What made him most depressed was that he had no weapons in his hands. If he had a wooden bench, the situation would be very different.
Ah Si and Xiao Qin were still lying on the ground without any reaction. The long-haired young man and the motorcyclist slowly approached Zhang Nianzu.
At this moment, a long crack suddenly appeared on the wall behind Zhang Nianzu. The crack started from above where he slid down and ended at his landing point. Wherever his fingers touched, they bulged slightly. It turned out that the Midas Touch was designed to find the breaking point of an object. Logically speaking, a 20-meter wall would not collapse if Zhang Nianzu randomly tapped it one or two times, and he did not tap the weak point of the wall. However, he tapped more than a dozen times from top to bottom, and each place he tapped was a hidden injury. At this moment, these hidden injuries were connected into a line, and the internal stress in the wall was squeezed outward. The gap gradually turned into a gully, and it looked like it was cut by the legendary peerless sword.
Seeing this change, the long-haired young man and the motorcycle man thought of the same question in their minds: What would happen if they were hit by such a blow? They looked at each other in horror. Just now, they were only thinking about getting rid of Zhang Nianzu as soon as possible, but now they became cautious. On the one hand, they wanted to make the micro gun work, and on the other hand, they didn't dare to get too close.
This made Zhang Nianzu more passive. Just when he was feeling very embarrassed, cement pieces began to fall from the stretched part of the wall. Zhang Nianzu caught a piece of cement, concentrated his strength on his arm, and threw it like a hidden weapon.
The motorcyclist was hit in the chest unexpectedly and was forced to retreat and almost kneel on the ground. Seeing that his attack was effective, Zhang Nianzu naturally did not show any mercy. Stone fragments flowed down from the crack like a small waterfall, and he threw them over one after another.
The long-haired young man was horrified. While pressing the motorcyclist to the ground, he pulled out a transparent umbrella from his waist and opened it to block the hidden weapon. Zhang Nianzu had extraordinary strength, and the umbrella was made to bang by the waste materials. The long-haired young man had to take care of his companion and hold the umbrella, so he had no time to shoot. He couldn't help but groan inwardly. This was really like encountering a cheater while playing games. Who could have thought that the other party would tear down a wall to use as a hidden weapon?
Zhang Nianzu had the same idea. According to the usual behavior of the two guys on the opposite side, the umbrella might not even be able to block bullets, so he kept throwing fragments, which could only serve as fire cover and could not cause any substantial damage to the enemy. If he continued to fight like this, on the one hand, his physical strength was limited, and the main thing was that his ammunition was also consumed in large quantities. Most of the debris flowing down from the cracks in the wall was dirt and debris, and there was not much that was useful...
As the two sides were in an awkward stalemate, Xiaoqin held her forehead and groaned in pain, struggling to sit on the ground from Ah Si's body. Ah Si protected her very well, but she was still knocked unconscious after falling from a height equivalent to six or seven floors. The first thing that appeared in her blurred vision was the motionless Ah Si. Xiaoqin recalled everything in an instant. She opened her eyes angrily, tremblingly pulled out her gun, and shouted to the two people behind the umbrella: "Police, don't move!"
The long-haired young man and the biker guy looked at each other in surprise. The biker guy asked, "Really?"
The long-haired young man hesitated for a moment and said, "If you're fake, you won't shout. Retreat!"
No one knew what their communication meant this time. The two men retreated as soon as they said they would. They crouched and hid behind umbrellas, slowly retreating towards the exit. Xiaoqin wanted to get up and chase them, but her legs were still weak. After a stumble, she sat down again. She was afraid that the two men would take the opportunity to attack her, so she kept alert with guns in both hands and watched them retreat. Then the roar of a motorcycle was heard, from near to far until it disappeared.
"Ah Si!" Xiao Qin threw away the gun, held Ah Si's head with both hands and hugged him tightly in her arms. She screamed very miserably. If he fell flat on his back from such a high place, he would definitely not be able to be saved.
Zhang Nianzu walked over slowly and asked softly, "Xiaoqin?"
Xiaoqin raised her head suddenly, her eyes were bloodshot and her expression was ferocious, as if she had a rage that she had no place to vent.
Zhang Nianzu tried to speak softly, "Let Ah Si go, let me see him."
Perhaps it was Zhang Nianzu 's calmness that worked. Xiaoqin laid Ah Si flat again. Zhang Nianzu squatted in front of him and observed him. There was a pool of blood on Ah Si's back where his blood vessels were ruptured. His arms were spread apart a little too much, and his bones were probably not in place. Zhang Nianzu reached out and patted Ah Si's face: "Ah Si, Ah Si, wake up." His tone sounded like he was calling someone to get up.
Xiaoqin looked at Zhang Nianzu in disbelief, as if she were looking at a madman. She said in pain, "Stop shouting. Ah Si is dead. He did it for..."
At this moment, Ah Si suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Brother Nianzu, you called me?"
Zhang Nianzu and Xiaoqin sat down on the ground respectively. Zhang Nianzu felt relieved , while Xiaoqin was scared.
In fact, Zhang Nianzu's inner torture was no less than Xiaoqin's, but he still held out hope - the golden guard might not die so easily. He supported his hands behind his back, sat cross-legged next to Ah Si, let out a long breath and laughed, "Stinky boy!"
Ah Si wanted to sit up, but then he realized that his hands and feet were out of control. He twisted his head on the ground and said, "What's wrong with me..." Then he immediately recalled what happened just now. He stared at Xiao Qin and asked, "Xiao Qin, are you okay?"
Xiaoqin's tears flowed down her cheeks. She tried to force out a smile and said, "I'm fine. You protected me with your life—" At this point, she could no longer pretend. She cried and shook Ah Si, saying, "I won't forget you. I will visit you every year from now on."
Ah Si was confused and asked, "Where are you going to see me?"
Zhang Nianzu said helplessly: "Ah Si is not in a state of last breath. Give this kid some time and he will get better."
Ah Si said, "Brother Nianzu, why can't I move?"
Zhang Nianzu said: "Because you were broken into pieces."
Ah Si said: "Then you can face me."
Zhang Nianzu leaned over and pressed his shoulders together, and then put his two legs in a Z shape. During the whole process, Xiaoqin was in a state of dumbfounded and covered with goose bumps...
Zhang Nianzu asked: "Do we carry you or do you lie down for a while and then walk away by yourself?"
Ah Si said, "I'll lie down for a while." Although he looked like a normal person again, he couldn't move for a while. Ah Si blinked and joked to himself, "Brother Nianzu, Xiaoqin, do you think I look like a piece of prose?"
Zhang Nianzu asked, "What do you mean?"
Ah Si shouted, "This is what we call being scattered in form but not in spirit!"
