Gamers Are Fierce

　　 Li Ang looked at the young man in school uniform who was running upside down, couldn't help taking a breath, and said in astonishment.

　　 "This pose...You are the legendary Konoha blue beast-Li Luk?"

　　The black Trojan horse standing next to Li Ang was still in a panic and fear. When interrupted like this, he subconsciously complained.

　　 "A fury blue beast, half of his head is gone! Fly away, big brother!"

　　 "Don't panic."

　　 Li Ang shook his head calmly and quickly climbed up while manipulating the drone.

　　 smiled evilly, "Unless Li Luoke uses the lotus flower, it will be impossible to keep up with my speed."

　　Shente is a lotus flower...the speed of the god...

　　 The black Trojan only felt the pain of the egg, and watched the drone flying higher and higher on the screen. It was able to avoid the pounce of the ghost of the school uniform and left it behind.

　　 Li Ang picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "You are prepared for the epidemic doctor. There is a ghost standing upside down and climbing stairs. He may come to you at any time."

　　 "Understand."

　　 It was an emergency, the epidemic doctor didn’t have time to think about it, so he ran to the window at the end of the corridor and looked at the vertical drop.

　　 took out a pile of climbing rope from the backpack rail, tied it to the steel railing outside the corridor, and fastened a safety lock on his waist.

　　 Then, he turned out the window, pinched the climbing rope through his gloves, stepped on the building wall, and quickly descended by loosening and holding the rope.

　　 Ten seconds later, the epidemic doctor arrived on the ground without any risk, hurriedly unlocked the safety lock, and joined the two teammates who had been waiting downstairs for a long time.

　　 Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air came from above the head,

　　 Li Ang looked up, but saw a figure in a school uniform with his head down and his feet up, jumping out of the building and falling towards him.

　　 "Retreat!"

　　 Li Ang pushed his palm forward and used [Scattering of Debris] to release a weak shock wave, pushing the Epidemic Doctor and the black Trojan away.

　　嘭————

　　 Like a cement bag slammed on the ground, the boy in school uniform slammed on the concrete floor in a posture of upside down onion.

　　 was originally just a small part of the sunken head, this time it was completely smashed in half.

　　 But even so, he didn't die, he just said arduously in Japanese: "The head...the brain...it hurts...Yes, it's cracked."

　　 If it's not the time, the occasion, or the object, the black Trojan horse actually wants to complain, "If you know your head hurts, don't jump off the building, okay, do you think you are an iron head baby?

　　 and your brain seems to have been broken, now you have no brains. "

　　 He didn't say it, but Li Ang said, "Ahem, what? Except for the meninges, the brain itself does not have pain receptors.

　　 So some brain surgery can only be performed when the patient is awake.

　　 And there is no pain in the skull itself. The headache that most people say may be caused by many reasons.

　　 such as the expansion, contraction or traction of intracranial and extracranial arteries, veins and dura mater;

　　 Compression, damage or chemical stimulation of the nervous system;

　　 Spasm and contraction of head and neck muscles; increased intracranial pressure; abnormal brain stem structure, etc.

　　 Don’t look at me now dressing like a mercenary, I was also an outstanding brain doctor many years ago,

　　 Unfortunately, because of a doctor-patient dispute, a bad patient named Cao Aman was murdered.

　　 If you need help, you can stand up and let me take a closer look. "

　　?

　　 A string of question marks appeared on the black Trojan horse’s head.

　　 This is so good that you can't even believe in ghosts? !

　　 "Eh, really?"

　　 The ghost of the school uniform standing on the ground turned around, opened his mouth and said, "Thank you, doctor, then."

　　 actually believed it!

　　The black Trojan horse's eyes widened, only to feel the thunder rolling,

　　 He watched the ghost of the school uniform stand up from the ground, no longer stand upside down, stretched his neck and half of his head towards Li Ang.

　　 Both the Epidemic Doctor and the Black Trojan were a little nervous. The former gripped the wooden staff in his hand, while the latter took out a small Casio calculator from the backpack compartment.

　　 Li Ang lifted his palm slightly, motioning for the two companions not to do anything for the time being.

　　 took out the black umbrella from the backpack bay, held it behind him, and focused his gaze on half of the head of the ghost in the school uniform.

　　On his entire face, there is only one eye, a small nose, a mouth and a chin.

　　 Judging from the outline of the lower half of the face, he is neither fat nor thin, and ordinary.

　　 The cross-section of half of the head is rough,

　　 In the flesh and blood, mixed with black soil and gravel, scarlet plasma gushes out from time to time.

　　 faintly, but there is still a smell of gasoline.

　　 "Your illness is very serious."

　　 Li Ang retracted his gaze and said sternly, "How long have you had a headache?"

　　 "Uh... half a year?" The other party said, "Still a year? I can't remember."

　　 Li Ang asked, "Then what is the last thing you can remember clearly?"

"Ok..."

　　 The other party pondered for a moment (as if he was frowning and thinking), "That afternoon, I was scolded by the teacher in the reading room because I broke a few books.

　　 I just wanted to teach him a lesson. "

　　 Li Ang asked: "How to teach?"

　　 "He burned his office with gasoline."

　　 The other party laughed nervously, "Hey hey, I'm hiding in the corner of the complex, and I plan to wait until dark to go upstairs with a gasoline tank and a lighter."

　　 He paused, and Li Ang hurriedly asked, "What then?"

　　 "I... I seem to have been spotted by patrolling security?"

　　 The other party said uncertainly: "He was looking for a flashlight in the hallway. I hid in a room and tried to sneak out while he wasn't paying attention..."

　　 Li Ang raised his eyebrows, "Did you not continue to burn that teacher's office?"

　　 "It's not too late..."

　　 The other party replied blankly: "I ran the stairs with the oil drum, but because it had rained that day, the corridor was a bit slippery, and then I seemed to fall down..."

　　 The young man with only half of his head left, as if lost in thought, "Falled down from the stairs... and then, what happened..."

　　 Seeing that the other person is about to realize that he has become a ghost,

　　 Li Ang squeezed the black umbrella behind him, and hurriedly interrupted: "Cough cough cough, classmate, I just looked at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~you seem to have no problem with your head.

　　 Headache, just because of mental illness. "

　　 "Heart disease?" The other party said in confusion.

　　 "That's right." Li Ang nodded and said, "I haven't burned that teacher's office, and obsessiveness has formed in your mind, which keeps you headache.

　　How about we help you burn the office? "

Although 　　 is a rhetorical question, Li Ang’s attitude cannot be rejected. He flew the drone back.

　　 put it on the ground at the entrance of the complex building, took out two Molotov cocktails, and tied them under the drone with a sling.

　　 Then, he controlled the drone to fly into the building again,

　　 Li Ang turned his head and asked, "Where is that teacher's office?"

　　The ghost who has not yet figured out the situation said dumbly: "5...506."

　　 Li Ang nodded, controlled the drone to fly to the fifth floor, and threw a Molotov cocktail at the door of an office.

Snapped.

　　 The Molotov cocktail burst instantly, the heat wave hit, and the wooden gate was burnt down after a short time to support it.

　　 Li Ang manipulated the drone to throw out the second Molotov cocktail again. This time, all the furnishings in the office were burned in the flames.

　　 "Come on, old iron."

　　 Li Ang handed the screen to the other person, "All burned clean."

　　 The ghost stroked the screen on the control device, looked at the blazing flame with his one-eyed burst, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sad smile mixed with joy.

　　 "Burn, burn."

　　 He muttered to himself, holding the screen, sinking into the mud and disappearing.

"and many more."

　　 Li Ang raised his head and looked at the two sluggish teammates, "Did he take my remote control just now?"