Chapter 835

"My name is Zhao Lin, the trainer of the Circus..."

Zhao Lin was originally a tourist group, and the whole group was kidnapped in the wilderness.

Because they are already adults, people like Zhao Lin are not even the students that the principal really cultivates.

At school, Zhao Lin and his companions can only stay in the mine all day, doing the coolest and most tiring work.

After the school funds were cut off, the daily diet became worse and worse. As a member of the circus, Zhao Lin was not very big.

As the most useless people in the eyes of the headmaster, Zhao Lin naturally became the animal food instead of bacon.

"Sorry, I'm trying to protect myself." Zhao Lin pleaded: "there is a headmaster under Tulong's hand. He was just about to drive us into the wolf circle!"

Several people with Zhao Lin also quickly agreed.

Thanks to Zhao Lin's success in provoking the wolves, he brought the disaster to the whole tribe and gained a chance of survival.

"How to deal with it?" Yani asked curiously.

Such a guy, according to the rules of the tribe, should be executed directly.

But Yani is not a cruel chieftain like Tulong, let alone Qin Tian.

"What about the headmaster's people?" Su Xinyan asked.

"Dead." Zhao Lin pointed to a broken body not far away“ He was the first to be bitten to death. "

Sure enough, Su Xinyan followed the direction of Zhao Lin's fingers and saw that there was a man in the wolf circle with a clumsy local weapon in his hand.

It seems that he intended to knock Zhao Lin to death and throw his body into the wolf circle.

"Please, help me!"

After years of miserable life, Zhao Lin was almost on the verge of collapse.

When he saw Su Xinyan, he was just like seeing his relatives. He wanted to hold them and cry!

Su Xinyan is in a bit of a dilemma.

In terms of acting skills, Cunyu, Jinghong and Ji Qingxiu are better than each other.

She has been cheated more than once, and it's hard to tell the truth of Zhao Lin.

"Get up."

Qin Tian went straight to Zhao Lin and raised him with both hands.

His action, not to mention Su Xinyan, even Zhao Lin was stunned.

Anyway, he was a member of the school. When Zhao Lin saw Qin Mo, ye Qianqian, Qin Tian and Su Xinyan, he immediately recognized their identities.

With the hostile relationship between the headmaster and them, Zhao Lin could hardly expect Qin Tian to trust him if he didn't speak on his knees like this.

"You... Mr. Qin..."

Zhao Lin was unable to speak, but his stomach made a noise.

Qin Tian smiles“ I'll treat you to roast mutton as soon as the body is cleaned up. "

It's not a good time to have dinner.

He is a tyrant. Even as a chief, few people miss him after his death.

The bonfire was burning, and the smell of roast mutton covered the smell of blood.

Not to mention Su Xinyan and others, even Yanni and Yanni, who are used to seeing life and death, have no appetite for fat barbecue.

Only Zhao Lin, who had forgotten the smell of meat, was hungry.

Death is a part of school life.

Zhao Lin even had the experience of sitting next to a tired Companion to eat. This is a kind of numbness, but it is not insensitive.

Without the strength to sympathize and fight, he can only live numbly in the shadow of the headmaster.

"That... Salt..."

Su Xinyan wants to remind Zhao Lin that if the barbecue taste is too light, you can smear some salt or chili powder.

But it doesn't seem to be necessary.

They were crying as they ate.

Tears and mutton oil mixed together, attached to the skin of the barbecue, and then Zhao Lin and they gulped them down.

Su Xin Yan sighed, or her husband is careful.

Forced to do this, they can be trusted.

"I'm looking for the headmaster."

Qin Tian a word, interrupted Zhao Lin and his partners to eat action.

Silence, dare not promise, also dare not refuse.

Conscience is something that many people still grow in their bodies.Easily guessed their mind, Qin Tian said: "do not need you to lead the way, just tell me the location."

"No way!" Zhao Lin said anxiously: "without the permission of the headmaster, the school can't get in!"

That school gate is not something that can be opened easily.

To be exact, the gate of a school is usually closed.

"How many more people like you?" Qin Tian asked.

Zhao Lin thought about it“ Dozens of them. I don't know. People die every day. The school can't get new people. "

With that, he looks at Qin Mo and ye Qianqian with a little surprise.

Even these two, who do not know how long they have been lurking in this area, have forced the headmaster to hide in the school.

All his extended "tentacles" were cut off.

Without the source of income and the ability to "capture" new students, schools have been pushed to the brink of collapse.

"If we are taken into school as" students "

Qin Tian made a bold suggestion, and Zhao Lin looked at him dumbfounded.

"No, you will be killed!"

"What if you caught me?" Qin Tian asked again.

Zhao Lin was stunned, but Su Xinyan said with a smile: "it should be a great credit to catch four people at a time?"

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School, outside the gate.

An unbreakable iron lock, a guard with a gun.

Where modern civilization has no foothold at all, modern armed forces have emerged.

High wall, power grid, only one door.

A bird thought that the wire on the fence was a place to rest.

In the fall of the moment, a burst of sparks, the bird was burned black, fell to the ground.

The guards with guns have long been used to this. The local birds are so stupid that they can't remember how many of their companions died on the power grid.

They try to make fun of it, just as they satirize the natives in their skins every day.

It is clear that the other end of the jungle is the modern civilization, but they are inclined to refuse the pace of evolution.

In the distance, a team came slowly towards the gate.

With a rough look, the guard scolded, "the savages are coming. What do they want to do?"

Although the other side is numerous and powerful, the guard is not afraid at all.

Not to mention the AK47 in his hand, a round of strafing can put at least half of the aborigines.

Even the headmaster of the school, the chief of the wasteland, was a godly being.

"I think it's a confession?" Another guard muttered: "Damn it, don't be wild fruits or vegetables. They'd better hunt a herd of animals. I haven't eaten meat for a long time!"

Thinking of the delicious meat, the two guards swallowed.

The school's food supplies were originally purchased through secret channels.

But as all channels were cut off, the Tulong tribe had to pay tribute regularly.

"Wait, is that Zhao Lin?" The guard was stunned. He picked up the gun and wondered, "he hasn't fed the wolf yet?"