Chapter 157： (1/2)

When he returned to the car, he took a closer look at the pillow, and after touching it with his hands, he already had a guess in his heart.

He probably guessed who's pillow, a male classmate named Dong Peng. He is an extremist with a silent and gloomy personality in the class. He is usually unknown, but he has a surprising sense of existence.

Most people don't dare to mess with it.

Some people say that the other party must have killed someone, this is true.

This person is a dangerous person who had blood on his hands in junior high school, so Yin Minglu naturally had to beware. Moreover, in the plot, this classmate Dong Peng, after entering the assessment, is holding an electric baton, so he shouldn't be too furious. There are no fewer than five lives in his hand.

Looking at his expression, Fu Jinxiu frowned heavier than him, and he said coldly: "Do you know who this person is?" He actually brought such a dangerous thing over. This kind of person is obviously unpredictable and has long been murdered. Prepare. He hoped that the young man would say the name of this person so that everyone would stay away from danger. Especially when the other party's pillow was like writing a diary, with the name of the boy written, it seemed to be a sign that he was about to start with the boy. It involved the safety of his friends, so Fu Jinxiu naturally didn't want to tolerate it.

You don't need to look closely to know that there is a murderous look on his face.

"I guessed it," Yin Minglu said. Before Fu Jinxiu could speak, he reached out his little hand and touched Fu Jinxiu's face, soothing: "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Fu Jinxiu:? ? ? Am I not afraid?

However, the boy’s tone was very soft, with those black and white eyes that seemed to have magical powers. Although Fu Jinxiu was astonished, his heart that was raging and violent like the wind and snow outside the Great Wall was really soothed, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly. .

After a long while, he realized that there was something wrong with him, obviously he was very worried about the safety of his youth, and was so worried that he wanted to kill. How could this kind of intense jealousy be dispelled by the young man with a few words.

Thinking of some kind of speculation, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "You used mental power on me?"

Hearing this, Yin Minglu's frequency of blinking his eyes has accelerated again. In Fu Jinxiu's eyes, the expression has a guilty conscience and innocence, especially when the other party slowly said: "You discovered it."

This time soothing is useless, because Fu Jinxiu's face is as sinking as water, the corners of his mouth are pressed tightly, his face rises with thin anger, revealing obvious unhappiness, he said: "You use me as an experiment tool?" He almost asked for it. He blurted out "you scumbag" because he was worried about the boy's life, but the boy even treated him with the same method as a girl, which showed that he didn't feel at ease.

Fu Jinxiu, who hadn't waited to answer, his eyes became colder, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings, and he felt deeply disappointed.

He turned around and was about to leave.

But in the next second, I suddenly felt a tide of sadness in my heart, as if feeling a girl who was misunderstood by her boyfriend, was in grief and depression, and begged her boyfriend for forgiveness. She was also like a girl who was afraid of being abandoned by her parents, so she kept waving her little girl. Ouchi, I beg Mom and Dad not to walk and hug his poor child.

Fu Jinxiu's eyes widened in surprise.

He turned his head and saw the aggrieved expression on the young man’s face. His delicate eyebrows were also slightly frowned. The other party did not speak, but those black pupils stared at him intently, like someone who was misunderstood but didn’t know. How to defend yourself child.

In front of him, the indifferent Fu Jinxiu seemed to have become a "scum man" instead.

Fu Jinxiu:...

I have to say that the young man's mental power is still very strong, and his emotional appeal is extremely strong. He almost subconsciously softens his heart, and his anger disappears.

He softened his tone and said to the boy: "Don't rely on me as your friend. If I like you, you will use your mental power unscrupulously against me."

"Axiu, you finally don't get angry anymore, I want to try it." It seems that I know that my good friend is no longer angry, and the grievances on the boy's face disappeared immediately, his face raised his smile again, his tone of voice happily said.

As if to strengthen the persuasiveness, Fu Jinxiu felt a joy in his heart as soon as the boy's voice fell. It was as swift as the eruption of spring water and lingering like ice at the beginning of the flood season, making him almost unable to hold his face cold.

Fu Jinxiu: "..."

Okay, I know you are very happy, so quickly take back your mental energy.

Yin Minglu just tried his mental power at will, but he did not know that the virtual image of the floating city almost exploded, because a few minutes ago, the people in the live broadcast room felt an uncontrollable sadness, as if a cold rain fell in the dark clouded heart. With a weak endurance, he almost shed tears, desperately trying to hug the boy.

Soon, their sorrows melted again, and a trickle of joy filled with emotion, as if the man in the movie invited a girl to a successful date, holding an umbrella, dancing happily in the rain. That surging joy filled their hearts. Compared with the cute smiling faces on the brows of the teenagers, how could they not know who they are being affected by.

[Word mom, it's mental power! 】

[I was applying a mask just now, and suddenly I cried, tears covered my face, and soon I laughed again, and my nose and bubbles came out. My husband looked at me in horror, his eyes looked like a fool, I emmmmm]

[1After I was uncomfortable, I couldn’t help but laugh again]

[With all due respect, is this classmate Yin an evolutionary, or a reserve? 】

[This mental power is too strong. In contrast, the drizzle of our city’s chief broadcaster Fangfang’s mental power is like a waste]

[He may not only be in reserve, he may be an evolutionary. The squad leader is less affected than us, and is probably a hidden reserve. Damn, this class is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon]

[This assessment is more interesting in an instant. Twenty-five years ago, the winner of the devil was also an evolutionary]

The next topic completely changed. Countless people began to pay attention to Yin Minglu. People who had originally disapproved of him also began to observe him with other profound eyes. The juvenile’s online popularity soared to the top ten in an instant, surpassing the wicked juvenile murderers.

I don’t know if it’s because the young man showed his hand, but as long as the other person appears on the camera, netizens can’t help being attracted. They subconsciously pay attention to each other’s words and deeds and facial expressions, and begin to feel that his holy father’s appearance is underneath. There is a million-point mystery hidden.

At night, the wild boar was processed by everyone. The knives used were naturally confiscated by the teenagers, those sharp knives from Dong Peng.

In front of more than a hundred classmates, Yin Minglu also directly asked: "Student Dong Peng, are these knife-eyes familiar?"

It seemed that something was going to happen. The classmates who were eating meat instantly raised their eyes and looked at the teenager who questioned Dong Peng, and said, "Student Yin, what happened?"

"The knife you just sliced ​​the meat was I found privately from Dong Peng's luggage, oh and there are these." Yin Minglu took out the baton, and a pillow, and threw them in front of everyone, with a faint expression: "You can ask Dong Student Peng, ask him what this is."

This move is like a trial.

Everyone was at a loss, and after seeing things clearly, their eyes widened.

A courageous boy turned on the baton switch, and was shocked by the sizzling electric current in it. He threw it out quickly, half of his hand was a little sore, the boy paled, and said with lingering fear: "My God, this current is too strong, it's different from ordinary batons."

The voltage of an ordinary police baton is very small when it passes through the human body. Apart from some paralysis, there is basically no damage, but he clearly felt that the voltage output by the baton was much higher, almost reaching the point of instantaneous loss of consciousness.