Chapter 379 Who is the winner?
The aura of horror broke out suddenly, and everyone present was caught off guard by the aftermath of this aftermath.Swastika no Chi no insect swastika
However, even under such an impact, there was no one who fell down or was shaken to fight to such a level who could still stand. They were all elites in the Kassel Academy, and they were far from the center of the trio. It was also far enough, just the aftermath of a slash, if they couldn't even do this, then they would have studied at Kassel Academy for nothing.
In the small attic under the big clock, the night watchman lay lazily on the sofa as always. Probably even if it is the end of the world, this man will not rush to escape, but sit on the sofa calmly and watch the unfinished Cancan dance .
In men’s words, it’s: "It’s the end of the world, so let’s run away!"
Indeed, even the world is destroyed, how can you escape, where can you escape?
The small attic shook slightly, and a little dust fell from the beams. I don't know how many years it had not been cleaned. Only then would it shake off a little dust and create a snowy miraculous scene.
"Ahem, these little bastards, what the hell are you doing?!" The night watchman patted the dust on his head, coughing up continuously in his mouth, as if he was about to cough up his lungs in the next moment.
It's okay if he doesn't shoot. With this shot, the room is full of dust, which really complies with the saying that dust is flying in the sky.
The night watchman hurriedly exited the attic, looked at the dusty room in amazement, and muttered to himself: "This bunch of bastards, that little guy is the bastard among bastards. Can I suppress such a bastard..."
Suddenly, the night watchman seemed to remember something, and rushed in without hesitation in spite of the dust flying in the room.
Less than two minutes later, the night watchman rushed out of the dusty attic again in embarrassment, holding a laptop in his hand, and it was playing the world-famous Cancan dance at the Moulin Rouge bar in Paris. Change its popular name. Big tui dance.
Someone was whispering in the darkness deep underground in the Kassel Academy that Chu Han wanted to know.
"This movement was caused by the little guy named Chu Han?"
"It should be that little guy. The only one who can display such a powerful force without relying on the dragon bloodline is the ancient martial arts of the Chu family."
"Humph!"
"Hehe, how many years have passed, you still can't forget, Beowulf!"
The impact slowly dissipated with the dust and fog in the sky, and a figure came out faintly, because the dust was too thick, everyone could not see who it was, but they knew very well that the person who came out would The winner of this "Freedom War"!
The person in the gray mist didn't walk fast, as if he didn't care much about this victory, or he didn't have the energy to go faster.
Everyone nervously watched that person walk out of the gray mist step by step. Every time that person took a step, their heart beats. Only Nuo Nuo curled her lips slightly, she had already guessed who won.
It seemed that he felt everyone's mood. Before that person got out of the gray mist, the gray mist completely dispersed.
It was a young man with black hair and black eyes, holding a very dark long knife in his hand, and the knife was shining with a palpitating light, as if it would turn into an abyss that bites people at any time.
Behind the black-haired youth, the leaders of the Student Union and the Lionheart Association, Caesar and Chu Zihang, "hung corpses" on the ground. You pillow my arm and I bear your big tui. Every Hungarian has a huge mouth. "Cun Yu" and "Dick Tuduo" fell beside his wound. Obviously, someone solved the two heroes in one fell swoop, and listening to the breath, it seems that the wounds on the two Hun’s mouths did not bring them to life.
Everyone took a deep breath, as if they were in a spirited heart. Everyone's eyes were focused on Chu Han, as if a group of Eskimos saw a... giant panda on the ice field.
However, this "giant panda" unconsciously looked at the crowd and said, "The game is over, we won."
There was silence for a while, and the more than 20 members of the God Killing Society who were still alive in the crowd uttered deafening cheers. The few people who stayed beside them glared at them. They were in a bad mood, and their ears were shocked again. It's even worse.
But obviously, Moss and others ignored them, and the outrageous members of the student council in a bad mood walked away bitterly. Chu Han was still standing there, who would dare to be presumptuous?
That's a fierce man who defeated the leaders of the two major societies by one and two!
A sonorous and powerful march suddenly came from all directions. The campus broadcasting system that had been silent for a long time seemed to have taken a nap. Just waking up, Chu Han looked around the corpses, especially staying in the damaged places. After a few seconds, he looked away, and at a glance, he saw a bald old man in a black suit, red round-framed gold-wire glasses, and a bald head. He sighed loudly and sighed, sandwiched among the doctors and walked towards Chu. cold……
Especially every time he passed by the walls full of bullet marks and broken stone statues, his sighs became louder. It felt like he was not sighing how many people had died in this battle, but distressed the losses.
"Students nowadays don’t put schoolwork in the first place when entering school, but they participate in this boring game! Is it fun? Is it fun?" He was angry as he said, pointing to those buildings that were full of outside. The walls of the crater and the collapsed stone statue: "These are all money, all money!"
The corner of Chu Han's eyes twitched slightly. The old man said so much, just to remind himself that these losses are his responsibility, don't want to lose it.
The battlefield where the guns lined up just now is already a lively scene before the Games. Doctors and nurses lined up to inject injections to the shot.
The dead people all over the floor got up one by one, and after taking off the masks on their heads, they were all eighteen or nine-year-old young people.
The first thing these people do after waking up is to look around the battlefield, wanting to know the outcome of the battle, but they are a bit at a loss, because the leaders of the student union and the Lionheart Association are on the ground, although there is no huge wound on the Hungarian mouth. The blood continued to bleed, but the fishy smell in the air told them that it was real blood, not the blood-like marks left on the body by the active warhead of Friega bullets.
"Who did it?" someone yelled, grabbing his throat.
In an instant, everyone's eyes focused on Chu Han. Among the three major societies, only this "giant panda" had the ability to solve the two heroes of Caesar and Chu Zihang in one fell swoop.
In addition to looking at the triumphant expressions on the side of the God Killing Society, and the frustrated expressions on the Lionheart Club and the Student Union, the winner of this "Freedom Day" is undoubtedly the only one of Kassel College. The Deity Killing Club founded by's'-level student Chu Han!