Chapter 1147: The White Mouse (1/2)

The ugly, thin, juvenile white mouse is really like a little mouse that has just stole an egg, scurling around in the living quarters, making a lot of noise.

In all directions, there were scholars chasing him everywhere. It seemed that he was guilty of public anger. This time hundreds of scholars were dispatched to chase and intercept him.

The white mouse screamed repeatedly, fleeing from the east to the west, panicking, and finally rushed into the back kitchen of a restaurant, then fled from the back kitchen to the front hall, and was finally surrounded by dozens of scholar groups including the ”Black Star”. , An academic soldier holding a rubber soft stick, slammed his calf on the face bone, the white mouse screamed, flew out seven or eight meters, and hit the ground fiercely.

”White Mouse, see where you go!”

”White Mouse, take out all the money you swindled, and my ancestral ziying sandstone pendant!”

”And my silver blood blade!”

Many young people are full-blooded, and they are so miserable by the white mouse that they can't stand it. They suddenly fists like rain and beaten up.

The white mouse had no strength to fight back, holding his head, rolling all over the floor, crying to the ground, and howling ghosts and wolves, struggling like a crayfish falling into a pan.

Many scholars fought violently, but the ones who knew White Mouse faintly felt uncomfortable—don’t look at the boy, the white mouse, who grew crooked and had no flesh on his body. It seemed that he could blow it down with a gust of wind. But his shots were dark and ruthless. The two or three big men in the ordinary refining period were not close to each other. Why is it uncharacteristically today, like a dead pig who has not eaten enough?

There is a conspiracy!

A few scholars looked around, their necks instantly chilled, and their expressions were terrible!

Not far from them, in a private seat in the corner of the hotel, there are several instructors from the ”Liaoyuan Fleet”, a few off-duty military police, and even a few middle-level commanders of the Liaoyuan. Having dinner together, looking at them equally dumbfounded.

The student soldier held the rubber soft stick: ”...”

The instructor held his chopsticks: ”...”

The military police looked at them and then at the instructor: ”...”

The soldiers were so scared that they almost had urinary incontinence. They acted first, and one stood at attention: ”Report to the instructor, we have caught a thief! Stole our heirloom!”

Among the scholars, the white mouse who was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face stood up tremblingly. His tears were already draining. He looked like there was nowhere to redress the grievance and life is better than death. He trembled and pulled off the uniform, revealing His skinny upper body also opened his arms.

Was beaten blue and purple on his body, smooth and clean, where is the slightest hiding place?

The soldiers looked at each other, all dumbfounded, and they couldn’t understand how they killed them. Under their surroundings and pressing at every step, how could the white mouse hide so many crystal stones and magic weapons without knowing it, and able to Where to hide?

”puff--”

At this moment, the white mouse seemed to have suffered a serious internal injury, a mouthful of black and purple blood spurted out, his eyes turned pale, he fell straight back and hit the ground heavily!

The students were dumbfounded. Look at me, I look at you, and then look at the instructors and military police, whose expressions suddenly turned gloomy. They were all so scared that they couldn't even cry.

...

Half an hour later, in the medical cabin of the Liaoyuan, Ji Wende frowned, squeezing two basins of water from his wrinkles, staring at the white mouse on the hospital bed.

Wrapped in the pale sheets, the white mouse looked even smaller, fragile, helpless, and pitiful. He looked at him with a look of ”finally rescued and left after the disaster”.

”Chief instructor...”

The white rat called out very weakly, as if at a loss, and would faint at any time.

Ji Wende's head suddenly burst into pain.

Ji Wende was originally the deputy leader of the Battle Star Alliance. He has been an old sailor who has been on the spar battleship all his life. In the ”Cultivator Rebellion” a few years ago, he also participated in the suppression and controlled a heavily damaged light battleship. , Successively smashed the three spar battleships of the immortal cultivators, and also contained the predecessor of the Liaoyuan, the ”Tianhuan” for a long time, creating favorable conditions for Li Yao and others' surprise attacks.

After the establishment of the Liaoyuan Fleet, after selecting cultivating geniuses and elites from various star realms in the Flying Star Realm, in the selection of instructors, it has also adhered to the attitude of picking one in a thousand and gathered the elites of the entire Flying Star Realm.

Being able to become the deputy chief instructor of the Liaoyuan Fleet in charge of actual training, Ji Wende is naturally the best among the flying star monks.

However, this 180-something-year-old golden core expert also had a headache when faced with a strange flower like the ”White Mouse” that has not been seen in a thousand years.

”The one hundred and twenty-two students who chased and beaten you have all been controlled, and waiting for them will be the severest punishment!”