In the private room on the second floor of the restaurant, Wu Ming listened to the movement outside, placed the rattan box on the table and gently lifted it up. Under the two clothes was his muffle gun that had no sight and could hold a muffler, and a wooden gun box.

After installing the silencer, pressing the bullet on, Wu Ming put down the lid of the box, sat down and slowly tasted the dishes, stabilizing his mood. His eyes glanced at the window that was slit from time to time.

After another survey route, Wu Ming gave up the sniping location that was directly opposite the street and changed it to this small restaurant. The restaurant was tilted towards the street. Although the distance became a little farther, the angle had great limitations, which had advantages and disadvantages. It was very convenient to escape from here. In addition, Wu Ming's confidence in his marksmanship, he chose this place.

"Dadadada..." Wu Ming immediately stood up, lifted the box lid, flipped the wooden box behind the handle of the mullet, hid behind the window, staring at the street where the Japanese envoy walked over.

Under the escort of more than a dozen Japanese cavalry, two special envoys walked together, talking and laughing about something.

Wu Ming took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, pressed the wooden box on his shoulder, and used the waffle gun as a shoulder shooting weapon. In this way, the stability and accuracy of the shooting were guaranteed...

With a muffled sound, the bullet hit a Japanese war horse behind the queue. With a neigh, the injured war horse jumped wildly and rushed forward without any hesitation. The Japanese war horse was caught off guard and was thrown off. The Japanese queue became chaotic due to this sudden change.

Wu Ming's body did not move, and he shot at the somewhat chaotic Japanese army again. Another war horse became crazy because of his injury, and people shouted and neighed on the streets.

"Bo" and "Bo", Wu Ming quickly found the target, fired two shots at the Japanese envoy in the chaotic crowd, and immediately turned around, separated the gun, covered the lid of the rattan box, and walked out quickly. All of this took less than a minute.

"No need to look for it." Wu Ming threw a piece of ocean to his friend, walked out of the store, and entered the alley next to him.

There was a dirty toilet in the alley. Wu Ming walked in, took off his long gown. N exposed the suit inside, pulled off his beard on his face again, wrapped the rattan box with a long gown, walked out, and accelerated his pace towards the entrance of the alley.

After a while, Wu Ming walked out of the alley in a suit, clamped the rattan box onto the pre-stopped bicycle shelves, flew up, and drove along the planned route.

Through the glass window, Xu Zhenzhen, who was anxious, finally saw Wu Ming coming and hurried out of the cafe.

"The plan is successful, you go home quickly." Wu Ming held the car and handed the rattan box wrapped in a long gown to Xu Zhenzhen.

"Okay, you'll go back to school soon. The Japanese will definitely have a martial law search in the whole city. Hurry up." Xu Zhenzhen held the box and waved to a rickshaw.

"Let's go slowly!" Wu Ming waved his hand with a smile, but what he got was Xu Zhenzhen's eyes rolling.

After class, students on Yan University campus were in groups of three or five, discussing major events outside.

"Two Japanese envoys were killed in Tongluo Lane..."

"Now the city gate is closed, the whole city is in martial law, and the bearded man is being arrested!"

"I heard that those two Japanese envoys are protected by more than a dozen soldiers!"

"A dozen, how can I listen to a hundred?"

"Big bearded man, so powerful, he can run away after killing two people."

"Tsk tsk, I heard that after the bearded man finished killing people, he flew over the eaves and walked through the walls, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. The Japanese soldiers were so angry that they stared at him."

Wu Ming pretended to be mixed with Yan University students, listening to everyone's conversations becoming more and more bizarre, and occasionally interjected a few words. The students' expressions were different, some were excited, some were indifferent, some were curious, and some were surprised.

"Haha..." A refreshing laughter attracted Wu Ming to look at him sideways.

Not far away, a group of girls surrounded a boy who was talking in a vernacular way, listening attentively, and laughter came from there. Ji Caifeng and Chen Baihe were also there.

"This girl is surrounded by a woman, like taking stimulants, and the corners of her mouth are foaming." Wu Ming curled his lips and secretly measured his middle finger to express his contempt.

Ji Caifeng looked up accidentally and found that Wu Ming was staring at him. He couldn't help but glared at him fiercely. Wu Ming smiled and looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he immediately took the opportunity to throw a kiss at Ji Caifeng, squeezed his eyes, and blew a loud whistle.

Ji Caifeng was stunned at first, then suddenly shuddered and turned her head in embarrassment.

When things like "eating tofu" are not eaten, the victims will shout loudly, and once they are really eaten, most of the victims can only swallow their anger.

Haha, Wu Ming is in a very happy mood. He kills people, learns to study, and takes time to tease his little sister. Is his life still full of fulfillment?

"Student Liu, don't leave first." The class leader Zhang Zhiqiang reached out and called Wu Ming, "The school will organize a friendship in two days. How about you perform a show then?"

"Performance?" Wu Ming couldn't figure it out at once, "I don't know anything? Let someone else come!"

"Why are you so humble?" Zhang Zhiqiang patted Wu Ming's shoulder, "The specialty column on your registration form says playing the piano and singing. You can't be fooled now!"

"Application form? When did I fill in the registration form?" Wu Ming scratched his head in confusion and slapped it suddenly. He remembered that it must have been filled in by Xu Zhenzhen, and the admission procedures were all done by her. It hurts people, and Wu Ming felt a little crying and tears.

"That, I used to know, but I haven't touched it for so long, and my hands are a little bit old, well, it's really a little old." Wu Ming frowned and wanted to explain it carefully, and raised his hands to move his fingers to show the stiffness of his fingers to increase persuasion. "I'm afraid that I'll be embarrassed by our class then, if..."

"Just learn it." Zhang Zhiqiang pulled Wu Ming's hand aside and said with a smile: "Do you still have time? After class, you go to the piano room to practice. It's faster than we are now studying!"
Chapter completed!