Chapter 58

The fiery red petals and golden leaves are particularly eye-catching in the black and white abandoned base. Ping Mo's heart moved, picked up the bouquet, and lowered his head to study it seriously.

The students whispered excitedly:

"How much does it cost for such a large hand, is it worth a suite?"

"Pick up one and go back and confess to the goddess. It will be a success."

"Want one from Instructor Ping for a while?"

"I can not……"

"I don't dare either."

Assistant Professor Pei couldn't bear to hear it, "Is there any promise? Just give this when you confess?"

An alpha boy retorted: "Rich people use this kind of flower to propose."

"Superficial!" Pei Yutu said, "Can this shit be eaten or drunk? Isn't it practical for him to send a mansion to a villa? This thing is a little more expensive in flowers, and the price is not as good as a haute couture dress!"

Students: "..." You put it lightly, we can't even afford gilded roses, let alone a haute couture dress, and don't even think about luxury villas. When you talk like this, the rich second generation is called 'why not? Minced meat' okay!

Pei and Tu Yue said that the better the state: "Besides, flowers are the sex organs of plants, to tear off the sex organs of other creatures and give them away, this kind of behavior is simply disgusting and obscene, and those who give flowers are perverts. !"

students:"……"

Although I don't know why you have such a deep prejudice against roses, but you are an instructor and you say that the sun is square, so we don't dare to have an opinion.

Assistant Pei's words were not intended for the students. After expounding his views heartily, he casually walked over to Ping Mo and said solemnly, "I can see if there is no point of view."

See if this pervert is playing any tricks.

Ping Mo handed Pei Yutu a greeting card, apparently found from the bouquet. The handwriting on the card was familiar and the content was simple: "I'll pick you up today."

Pei Yutu: Fuck!

Is this pervert delusional? Who is his family? !

On the back of the card is a gilded map.

"I have memorized the position." Ping Mo said.

"You're going? What if it's a trap?"

Ping Mo shook his head: "Ghost ear is dead, I have no other choice."

"Then I will accompany you."

"What about the students?"

"They're all such big alphas. They're soldiers, not unweaned children, so what are you afraid of!"

Pingmo still shook his head: "This skill competition is related to their future employment and enlistment, and I can't affect the future of the students because of my own affairs... The marked destination is not far from our current location, I brought the communication device, keep in touch."

"What's the use of keeping in touch, if you're injured, you won't be able to quench your thirst from afar! No way! I don't agree!"

The students had long since formed a conditioned reflex for Assistant Professor Pei's loud voice, and they were all silent. Because the omegas and betas who were in charge of technology broke up and regrouped, some alpha students from other colleges also joined the team, and they exchanged glances with each other shiveringly. :

Assistant Professor Pei really lives up to his reputation, he is so fierce, even his boss dares to shout, Instructor Ping is so pitiful.

At the same time, Ping Mo's limited patience was finally exhausted: "Don't be a mother-in-law, I'm leaving, if you dare to follow, I will dare to shoot."

Foreign students: "!!!" Is Instructor Ping so hard! Which alpha can stand this kind of provocation, not to mention that Assistant Pei is notoriously difficult to provoke, so they won't fight!

The students at the headquarters of the New Weapons Academy were calm, and said with their mouths: "Alright!" We just need to shut up, so as not to be affected by Chiyu, they will not fight, you don't know how good the relationship between the two instructors is!

Then I saw the vicious Assistant Professor Pei for a second, "Okay, look at you, you have such a big temper."

Foreign students: "???"

The students in this department collectively nodded inscrutable: You just get used to it.

After that, everyone witnessed Assistant Professor Pei carefully bandaging the wound for Instructor Ping, counting weapons and ammunition suitable for light-loading battles for him, and even sorting out his clothes for him.

The students didn't know what urgent task Instructor Ping suddenly had, but they didn't dare to ask. They could only watch Ping Mo's back disappear with Assistant Instructor Pei.

And that precious bouquet of roses was not picked up by any student in the end, and all of them were trampled into red mud by Assistant Professor Pei.

Pingmo began to undergo the rigorous training of the 'Chicken Program' since he was eleven years old. He was better at fighting alone. After leaving the team, he became more like a duck to water. He quietly rode the combat vehicles of the two teams along the way, but he didn't even know what to do. It was found that the sky was still bright when we arrived at the destination.

Yes, the day and night of this deserted base is exactly the same as that of the main star. The artificial atmosphere, soil and gravel are all available, and the area is so large that it is almost impossible to realize that this is a semi-abandoned artificial space station.

It's just that there are no animals and plants as far as the eye can see, which is quite desolate.

And the handful of gilt roses in front of him is even more eye-catching.

...No, this thing isn't a worthless stone, and no one moves it when it's placed here? Just like no one is stupid enough to take a cell phone to occupy a seat, leaving a password will never use such a flamboyant and expensive thing.

So the person who placed the rose should be nearby!

Ping Mo quietly took out the laser gun from his waist, looked around, and said coldly, "Come out."

The surroundings were silent, and all that could be seen were rusted factory ruins and dilapidated laboratory shells. A huge rotor model cast in fine iron was half buried by yellow sand. Only the gravel rustled by the southwest wind rustled. .

"Am I wrong?" Ping Mo said to himself as he walked towards the bouquet, bent over to pick it up, but suddenly shot.

"boom!"

A dark-skinned male alpha rolls out from behind the rotor bunker.

Ping Mo held the gun and narrowed his eyes: "Did you send the flowers?"

The man rubbed the wing of his nose with his thumb, "Sir's children really live up to their reputation. I didn't give the flowers, I'm only responsible for leading the way."

"where to?"

"You'll know when it arrives."

Ping Mo has a small frame and narrow shoulders, but he stands up straight, like a feline ready to go, "Why should I go with you?"

"My wifeMr. ordered you to understand the meaning of this flower when you see it, and will definitely follow. Since you found it, it's the same as taking you directly."

That's right. After all, it's a question that has plagued him for many years. Even if he wants to go to the dragon's pond and the tiger's den, he still needs to know the answer.

"Is it."

Ping Mo raised his gun and shot, but the dark black man had expected it long ago, instead of retreating, he advanced, but he took the initiative to ram the gun, "You are not afraid of cutting off the clues, you can kill me as much as you can!"

Pingmo subconsciously turned the muzzle.

"boom!"

At the same time as the laser gun went off, the black man split his legs and smashed over, then reached out and grabbed the gun! Ping Mo threw the rat's weapon, and the hand holding the gun pressed down, but the swarthy black man shot faster! In the blink of an eye, after a few shots of "bang, bang, bang", the gun flew out of his hand, and it didn't fall into anyone's hands, but at the same time, the man suddenly pulled out a gun from the inner holster of his thigh. .

□□ Also known as the bloodletting knife, because of its domineering design, if it pierces the flesh and twists it along the wound, the blood will flow out of the blood trough unstoppably. To survive such energy consumption, not to mention the opponent in front of him is an orc Omega.

"Until the critical moment, he won't allow me to hurt a single hair on you, but I think this is the critical moment." The man stabbed out suddenly, and Ping Mo's figure was so fast that only an afterimage was left, almost in the blink of an eye, the whole person Just teleported behind him, and the next moment, a tactical knife was already on the man's neck.

"Don't move, this knife is called the 'Scythe of the Death God'. It blows hair and breaks hair." Pingmo said, "I always prefer cold weapons, do you know why?"

The swarthy black man had obviously heard the name 'Scythe of the God of Death'.

Ping Mo asked himself and answered: "Because of the strong sense of control, I learned to use a knife before I could write. This knife is in my hand, which is more obedient than my own son... The most important thing is hand stability, I can Skinned you without hurting a millimeter of your muscle, do you believe it?"

At this time, the man had realized that Ping Mo's gun throwing skills were not inferior to others, but that he planned to change to a weapon that was more convenient and suitable for threatening him from the very beginning.

"Instructor Ping, in fact, my husband has no ill intentions towards you, so you don't have to."

Pingmo: "What does he mean by 'going home'? I know him? Who is he?"

"I should have known you, he has always called you... 'wife' - uh!!"

A trace of blood snaked down the man's neck, and Ping Mo released the tactical knife slightly, "Speak well."

Bean-sized sweat dripped from his forehead, and the man gritted his teeth: "This is his original words, I didn't lie to you, who is he and what surprises he has prepared, you will naturally know when you get there. The family rules are strict, even now Kill me, I don't dare to say."

"Okay, I have a little backbone." Ping Mo said, "As expected of a person from Baidong, he is tougher than a speculative small retail investor like Gui Er."

Black man: "!!!"

"How...why do you say I'm from Baidong?"

Ping Mo didn't answer and asked: "So I guessed right, did you kill the ghost ears?"

"..."

Black man: "I really don't know this."

Ping Mo: "Okay, let me not embarrass you, let me ask you a question that you must know the answer to, how many ambushes are there in the 'destination'?"

"... Twelve people."

"Why are you so happy this time?"

"Sir said, in case you ask, you can tell the truth. Are you...will you still go?"

Ping Mo turned the 'Death Sickle' against the flesh on his neck, the cold touch made the man dare not move, but as Instructor Ping said, his hand was extremely steady, even if the blade touched the flesh quickly It slipped through without hurting a single hair on him.

The man was already in a cold sweat, and completely gave up the idea of ​​​​attacking and resisting.

Experts often see the truth in the details. If he is fighting alone, he is not an opponent of this orc at all.

"Walk."

Led by the dark-skinned man, the two went straight to the southeast, walking in a straight line, as if there was no end. Just when Ping Mo suspected that they were approaching the border of the circular electronic protective net, a group of people suddenly rushed out. The attackers were armed with guns and covered in camouflage and camouflage.

"Is this yours?" Ping Mo asked, holding the handle of the knife tightly.

"No, no, they're not!" The swarthy black man was obviously confused too.

However, this group of people pulled out their guns without saying a word, and actually shot the dark black man to death on the spot!

"The boss told me that this one is left alive!"

boss……

When Ping Mo heard this word, he suddenly remembered that recurring dream.

"There are so many of us, with a guy, he only has a knife, it is absolutely impossible to fly!"

Without Instructor Ping, Assistant Pei led the team alone, and seemed very half-hearted and perfunctory, either making calls or texting, or staring at the screen for a moment in a daze, in short, holding the communicator all the time.

After an unknown amount of time, Pei Yutu suddenly said, "He's approaching the border!" Then he stopped the motorcade and instructed the students, "Wait a minute and deviate a little from the established route."

He circled a position on the map, "Here, there will be an Instructor Lu to answer you, and everything will be under Instructor Lu's command."

The students looked at each other, but quickly guessed what emergency should have happened. Several alpha boys from the new weapons academy took the lead and said: "Assistant Pei, don't worry, we are already soldiers, and we can be on our own, not hiding under the instructor's wings. little chicks."

Assistant Professor Pei was very pleased, and then drove a mecha tank alone and walked away.

The position on the communicator didn't move - when Pei Yutu was sorting Pingmo's clothes, he slipped a locator in secretly - did he stop? Or did something happen? But after a while, the signal was cut off.

Pei and Tu Xin sank ruthlessly, almost driving the bulky battlefield mecha out of the speed of the space car, flying sand and rocks along the way, and even provoked an attack by the Blue Army.

Assistant Professor Pei was not in the mood to play games with the Blue Army. He greeted him as if he didn't need money for heavy weapons, and continued to sprint.

When he arrived at the edge of the electronic protective net, he was almost not shocked by the situation in front of him, and his heart, liver, spleen, and lungs also trembled.

"Ping Mo!!!"

The ground was lying on the ground, not knowing whether it was a corpse or a wounded. About five or six alphas holding various cold weapons were also quite embarrassed, and confronted Pingmo on alert.

Instructor Ping's whole body was fished out of blood. The wound on his arm had long since been torn, and the military dagger in his hand was dripping with thick black blood.

Like a blood-soaked Shura.

Fierce is fierce, but Pei and Tu are stunned when they see it, and they are about to rush into the battle to avenge Ping Xiaomao, but they see their instructor do a neat backflip, rush forward, and form a tacit understanding with him. The back-to-back posture of defending the enemy.

Seeing that his hand was stretched out quite vigorously, Pei Yutu felt a little relieved: "Injured? Does it hurt?"

Pingmo's slender fingers held the 'death sickle' steadily, and the blade was still dripping with sticky blood. He answered neither light nor heavy: "Yes."

Although it's just a word, it has an almost aggrieved ending.

Pei Yutu knew that his Ping kitten was most afraid of pain. Today, it was probably painful, and he couldn't help but feel more distressed.

Immediately afterwards, Pingmo's blood-stained Bai.Xi pressed the blade with his fingers and pointed, "It's them!"

Judging from the context and the alpha expression of the fierce big man later, this sentence can be automatically completed as "it's them who bullied me".

A group of enemies who were beaten up: "???" Who is bullying whom? ?

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