"You, you, you, return it to you, the one in green, you, the tall one."

This time Xu Le named five people at once, and as expected, someone immediately resisted.

"You don't have the authority to do that, you don't have the authority to execute anyone, we are Lighthouse citizens too."

After the man finished speaking, he ran out of the classroom.

As soon as he ran, several other people followed him, and several others in the crowd also ran out.

Staying in the classroom is punishable by Xu Le, it is better to go out and have a try, maybe you can survive.

When they ran away like this, Xu Le also breathed a sigh of relief.

Time is running out. If these people don't run away, he may not have enough bullets.

"Xu Le, they are out."

"Oh, that's alright."

Xu Le ignored the few people who ran out. He would be deformed in less than a minute.

When the time comes, Zhang Zhe will kill those people with his own hands.

Xu Le wiped the curved sword in his hand with a rag.

His eyes began to scan the remaining crowd, and he wanted to confirm as much as possible that there were no hidden Guyinduo polluters among these people.

Looking around, Xu Le finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed completely.

Seeing Xu Le relax, everyone else also relaxed.

Especially those who escaped from the outside, this feeling is like escaping from death.

It should be fine, right?

Then……

Bang bang bang bang!

Four people fell down in response, while hundreds of others were trembling and did not dare to speak.

Just watch Xu Le loading bullets in silence.

Of course, most people are also complaining in their hearts:

"He actually still has bullets? Damn it, I can't believe a single punctuation mark from this guy!"

12-8, Xu Le thought silently in his heart.

There are still 4 bullets left, so it can barely be considered a success.

Xu Le was really relieved this time, the previous crisis was finally resolved.

But seeing the way he sighed, the other students were even more scared!

No way, you just loaded four bullets into the gun and come again?

"Okay, everyone, don't be so hopeless, okay? I know you have never experienced such a black tide, but have you ever thought that such a black tide may happen more than once in the future?

After all, they are all college students, and they don’t even have the courage to face death. How can they survive in this dark age?

Let me tell you some good news. Everyone here has no problem. At least we have overcome the crisis of polluters in the classroom."

After hearing Xu Le say that the crisis in the classroom had been overcome, most people finally relaxed, and one person asked with certainty:

"Really?"

"real."

After receiving Xu Le's confirmation, many people began to sob silently. When the tension passed, sadness began to spread.

【Anima is improving, please pay attention.】

"Is intense sadness also a kind of mental energy?"

It is estimated that there is still nearly an hour until early morning.

The students' anima problems must be solved, otherwise the attraction of these people's animas will put great pressure on Zhang Zhe.

Therefore, the classroom at this time is still dangerous.

Seeing that the classroom was safe, Wang Man, a follower, ran over again:

"Brother Xu Le, how did you judge that there was something wrong with those people?"

"I have the talent to be a sorcerer."

"Ah?" Wang Man was a little confused. People who have the talent to become a warlock and want to become a warlock were not taken away in the first year of school.

Those who stay in school now, even if they want to become extraordinary, will generally only be able to follow the swordsman, swordsman, or monk system in the future.

Now Xu Le says that he has the talent to become a warlock?

real or fake?

"Okay, so what should we do now?"

"Find a way to appease everyone's emotions. In this case, emotions are more important than combat effectiveness."

To appease everyone's mood?

Several other people were also stunned for a while. They don't know how to do this kind of thing?

"Everyone is very nervous now. How can we calm everyone's emotions?" Wang Man asked.

Looking away from the old men covered in blood, Xu Le slowly moved his eyes towards Wang Man.

"Brother Xu Le? Why are you looking at me like this?"

"You are from the art troupe, right?"

"Well, I'm just a trainee now." Wang Man was a little embarrassed.

"Then you can sing, dance, play basketball, etc., you should be able to do that?"

Wang Man had a bad feeling, but her trust in Xu Le allowed her to answer truthfully.

"I can sing and dance, but Brother Xu Le, what do you mean by playing basketball?

I haven't tried it, so I don't know if I can meet your requirements."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. For the current situation, as long as you can sing."

Xu Le pointed to the center of the classroom:

"Go ahead, I believe you."
Chapter completed!