1567 The Hero and the Bodyguard

1567 The Hero and the Bodyguard

"What should I do?"

Number nine looked puzzled.

"Save people!"

Windsor was a little anxious. She pointed to the sea of ​​flames with a panicked expression, "Those firefighters can't do anything, only you can save them!"

The cries around were louder, mixed with the sound of police sirens, playing a death-sustaining chant.

"Is it only me who can do it?"

Number nine raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, only you!"

Windsor looked at Number Nine with certainty.

"good."

No. 9 didn't say much. He took two steps forward, but the police were still stopping him.

"Dangerous ahead, no one is allowed to approach!"

Looking at the clothes No. 9 was wearing, the policeman still felt contemptuous in his heart. In the society, there are these guys who look like shit, and they are still eating government subsidies, wasting taxpayers' money in vain!

"Go!"

The police tried to drive No. 9 away, but at this moment, No. 9 slightly bent his knees, and then his feet bounced off the ground. He jumped seven or eight meters high in one jump!

"my Lord!"

"How is that possible? Spider-Man? Or Superman?"

Everyone's eyeballs almost fell out, and No. 9 landed on the wall of the building. One of his hands was directly inserted into the wall, and the palm of No. 9 seemed to be made of steel, and it was easily buckled on the wall, allowing his body to hang on the wall of the building. With a light force on the arm of No. 9, it was pulled up three or four meters high, and then the other hand was dunked into the wall of the building.

While everyone was stunned, No. 9 repeated his old trick and easily reached the tenth floor where the fire was burning.

He jumped into the flames, and heard the sound of children crying. Number 9 glanced and saw two adults protecting a child, hiding under a table, surrounded by angry flames. These flames surrounded them, as if waiting to consume the last of their hope, and consume them completely.

"Mom, mom... woo woo woo, where are you..."

The child kept crying, and the two adults next to him coughed continuously, as if they were choked by the smoke.

Humans are too fragile.

Number 9 shook his head, then, he took a deep breath, and blew into the sea of ​​fire in front of him.

call!

It is said that the wind helps the fire, but if it is too strong, it can block the oxygen and let the flame dissipate. The wind created by No. 9 was so strong, a storm passed, and immediately suppressed the sea of ​​fire here.

All the flames were blown away in an instant, and everyone outside was dumbfounded.

"God... is this guy a god?"

"Superman, come out and see Superman!"

A lot of people started to take pictures, and for a while, a man wearing No. 9 black clothes and a scarlet cloak appeared on the United States Emperor's Twitter in the form of photos and videos.

Number nine seemed to be carrying a small chicken, with three people, big and small, jumping directly down from the tenth floor. The gust of wind blew past his ears, and the three people caught in his arms were almost scared to pee.

"boom!"

No. 9 landed on the ground, and his feet made two deep footprints on the ground. Cracks spread out on the ground, spreading around like spider webs.

"hero!"

"Superman!"

"No, it's a god!"

Everyone cheered, No. 9 looked at their gazes and heard their heartfelt applause, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

As if... very happy?

"marvelous!"

As soon as Windsor came up, she threw herself into No. 9's arms and hugged him tightly. Number 9 was stunned for a moment, feeling the softness of Windsor's embrace, as well as the warmth and fragrance of her body, and felt something in her heart tugged violently.

"I knew it, you must be fine!"

Windsor excitedly introduced No. 9 to everyone, "Please remember this man, he is our hero in Tel City, and his name is No. 9!"

China.

Imperial University.

"Hey, are you still ignoring me?"

As soon as Li Fan went out, he bumped into Liang Ru. The little girl wore a ponytail, changed into a pink clover sportswear, and wore headphones, as if she was about to go out for exercise. When she saw Li Fan, she turned her head away and chose to go down the stairs.

"Fuck, do you hate me that much?"

Li Fan smiled wryly, since the last time he sent the unconscious Liang Ru back to the dormitory safe and sound, she woke up and ignored him.

According to Li Fan, when they were driving, they were hit by an oncoming truck, and then Liang Ru passed out. The driver who caused the accident fled and is being arrested.

There was no way, Li Fan couldn't find a suitable excuse, and Jing Jing also sent two policemen to check with Liang Ru about the accident and confirm the matter.

But for Liang Ru, she seemed to have a knot in her heart, which made her and Li Fan start to keep a distance. Li Fan can't help it, but that's good, there is less than a week left, and if this continues, he can leave here without any worries.

But last time there was a crazy attack from Wanwan, who knows if they gave up the assassination. Li Fan felt that in the past seven days, he should be more vigilant, so as not to let those assassins in the bay have an opportunity. Li Fan asked the four major sword servants to hide in the four directions of the Imperial University, so that no matter where there is an abnormality, they can arrive at the first time.

"Students, there is an outdoor class today."

When Li Fan arrived in class, the female teacher suddenly said to everyone.

"Outdoor class?"

Everyone was discussing, and the female teacher continued to explain that it turned out that the students of the music department would go to the school's concert hall to listen to a real concert.

Every year, the school organizes such an event, which is funded by the music department, and invites those famous musicians who have graduated from the school to return to school for this concert. The purpose is very simple, that is, to link the past and the future, and give new students a perfect guide.

And this concert, from another perspective, is also an opportunity for students to learn from teachers. No matter how high-level the teachers of the college are, it is impossible for them to bring out so many students by themselves. But if musicians take a fancy to these students, one person will lead one, relying on each other's level and personal connections, it will definitely make the students of the college go further on the road of music.

"Teacher, will all the music department students participate?"

Li Fan thought of Liang Ru, that girl is learning the violin, will she come too?

"Yes, there are a total of nineteen students in the music department, and there will be no less than one of them."

The female teacher nodded, confirming Li Fan's thoughts.

Li Fan muttered in his heart, it seems that we must meet this time. Judging from the tone of the female teacher, this concert seems to be very important! Liang Ru, how will she face herself then?