No. 1230 Handsome 9

There was a swish!

From the steps not far away, something came with a sharp wind and passed by Fanjia's cheek. If Fanjia hadn't stepped back temporarily.

That big thing would have hit Fanjia's face directly.

Clang!

When it landed and spun, people could see clearly what it was.

A skateboard?

Fanjia lowered his eyes and then looked up.

Before people could react.

The figure standing on the steps did a sharp somersault, followed the crowd, passed by handsomely, stepped on the pile of stones beside the seaway as a second fulcrum, and kicked hard. The handsome action made people dumbfounded.

In the backlight.

Fanjia only saw a young man with a dazzling silver-gray hair falling with the sea breeze. The man was wearing a pure black mask on his face and came straight towards her.

The boy's crimson T-shirt was blown up by the sea breeze because of his kneeling action, revealing a white waist with beautiful lines.

Who is it?

Fan Jia squinted her eyes, not knowing the other person's face at all.

But she knew in her heart that this person was coming for her, so she pulled her fingers and grabbed the aunt standing next to her, and pushed hard.

"Ah!"

In an instant, screams filled the entire dock.

"Someone fell into the sea!"

As soon as this sentence came out, the crowd fell into a panic.

Fan Jia knew that she couldn't escape like this. No matter who the other person was, she glanced at the people present who were frightened in their expressions, suddenly shrank back to the boat, and pretended to be frightened: "It's the murderer on the coast, go, everyone go!"

At this time, the paler and more aggrieved the face, the more sympathy it can win.

And it can also make people feel pity.

Since ancient times,

No one will have a good impression of people who come with a menacing force.

On the contrary, the one who pretends to be pitiful will have a superficial disguise even if he has evil intentions in his heart.

So when people heard Fan Jia's words, their eyes towards Bo Jiu changed immediately. In addition, Bo Jiu was wearing a mask on his face, so they didn't regard Bo Jiu as a good person. They avoided the tall boy as if they were avoiding some plague, and got on the boat in a hurry.

The boat was not big, with only a small deck.

"Start the boat!"

Obviously, everyone was afraid.

When Fan Jia shouted, the boat driver subconsciously did it!

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Bo Jiu looked at the ship that had already started, and his dark eyes swept over the propeller that was about to sink. He moved his fingers and found the razor he had taken from the old man in the alley.

Using the force of his side body, he avoided the crowd and poked directly into the propeller of the ship, which was stuck on the wheel.

After hearing the three thumps of the ship, even if the engine was ringing, there was no way to move forward immediately.

Bo Jiu took advantage of this time difference, jumped up, and let himself fall on the deck.

The people on the boat picked up whatever they had in their hands.

Survival is everyone's instinct.

But cowardice is also everyone's instinct.

Even if someone holds an iron rod on a ship, they dare not swing it directly, but throw it over at once.

It was originally thrown at the boy's head.

The boy tilted his head, turned his legs, clamped the iron rod, and then stood up neatly, so fast that people could not see her movements clearly. Bo Jiu was already standing there. Her left hand was cut because she was about to throw the razor out. The bright red blood flowed down her fingers. Her right hand was holding an iron rod. The handsome face was covered by a black mask, leaving only a pair of black and white eyes, black earrings, red T-shirt, and pure silver hair. The boy at this moment looked like the leader of a hot-blooded college.

I don't know why, after seeing this scene, people consciously made way.

Probably because of fear.

Some people were calling the police, and some were calling.

Bo Jiu ignored all this and locked her eyes on Fan Jia, who pushed through the crowd and ran towards the stern.

This ship was not big to begin with.

Fan Jia could only use the people on this ship. She caught a person in her hand and no longer concealed her true nature. She put the knife to the man's throat and her eyes became gloomy.

The captured person's face turned pale because of this change. She widened her eyes and turned back to look at Bo Jiu, with a clear cry for help in her eyes.

Bo Jiu stopped moving.

She was too familiar with that look.

It was familiar enough to make her stop in her tracks when she wanted to kill him regardless of everything.

Z, don't let yourself become completely black.

Bo Jiu's fingers tightened, and the sound of her joints was so obvious that even the iron rod she was holding seemed to feel the forbearance at that moment.

"Xiao Jiu, do you know why your code name is Z?"

Little Bo Jiu looked at the grave in front of her and shook her head. She didn't understand at that time.

"Zero, Zero, you have to remember that you should be Zero, not subject to any restrictions, nor to any darkness, because you are standing in this darkness."

Bo Jiu raised his eyes and looked at Fan Jia standing at the stern. At this time, Fan Jia's glasses were gone. Her face was indeed cute, but she had a smile that didn't match her face.

"Don't come over, you can see that this person's face is very tender." Fan Jia's hand moved again.

The screams rang again.

Bo Jiu stood there, letting the sea breeze mess up her hair.

"Who are you?" Fan Jia watched this scene, gritting her teeth. She had to understand who had pushed her to this point.

Bo Jiu raised her eyes, her black earrings flashed across the light, and she asked back in a faint voice: "What do you think?"

After hearing these three words, something flashed through Fan Jia's mind: "Z, are you Z?"

"You have been impersonating me for so long, and you can still recognize me. Should I praise you? Isn't it too shameless?" Bo Jiu was still in a nonchalant attitude, but his eyes were observing the surrounding environment.

Fan Jia snorted: "So it's you. Who makes your name useful? Some people who support me don't care whether I'm really a Z. What? Seeing that I've taken away your halo, you can't help it?"

"Halo?" Bo Jiu pondered the two words, and curled his lips: "I'm not interested in being supported by a group of people with no moral values. If you want, I'll give it to you."

The more this happened, the lower the light in Fan Jia's eyes became: "You're still so arrogant. I advise you to put down the iron rod in your hand. Otherwise, I'll kill this person directly. Anyway, you Also, when the time comes, I will say that you killed her. Who told you not to save her? "

"No wonder my father always says that being a bad guy is easier than being a good guy." Bo Jiu said, and the hand holding the iron rod knocked the edge of the boat twice, and then raised the iron rod with a clang, and pointed the other end of the iron rod at Fan Jia. His momentum seemed unstoppable, but his voice was laughing: "Do you think I am like Qin Mo, who will choose one of the two? Don't forget, you are a criminal, and I am also a criminal."

Fan Jia's face changed when she heard it. She never thought that Z would use this trick on her.

She watched the boy walk towards her with her own eyes, and with every step, Fan Jia's expression would change.

The girl who was kidnapped by Fan Jia had tears in her eyes and said nothing, but her eyes were telling something.

She looked at the boy who might save her.

The eyes shook, and she was almost inaudible when she came to ask for help.

Seeing that this road was blocked, Fan Jia began to have other thoughts. With a move of his fingers, he took out something with his side hand.

Taking advantage of this gap, Bo Jiu exerted force on his wrist, lifted the iron rod, and threw it directly at Fan Jia!

In order to avoid this violent impact, Fan Jia had to let go of the girl she was holding.

In this way, the girl's head would inevitably hit the wrench of the ship.

The girl closed her eyes.

But in a flash.

The boy, who everyone thought would attack continuously, suddenly turned his body, and grabbed the girl's hand with his injured right hand,

Then, he pulled the hostage over here!

The boy arched his body, and his back heavily rested on the wrench, using himself to block most of the impact.

The girl looked at the boy who held her in his arms in disbelief, and then looked at the boy's bleeding hand, and something moved in her eyes.

But the boy didn't even wait for her to say a word of thanks, he stood up, and his figure quickly swept away.

But at this time, Bo Jiu had already distanced himself from Fan Jia.

There was a small sea boat from this direction.

There was only one fisherman on the sea boat.

Fan Jia dealt with him easily.

The moment he jumped over, he kicked the man into the sea.

Bo Jiu wanted to jump over as well, but she froze in the next second.

Fan Jia turned the rudder of the small sea boat in his hand and laughed: "It seems that criminals are different. You can't be more cruel than me, z."

Across the sea.

Bo Jiu stood at the bow and looked at Fan Jia.

Fan Jia's smile became even stronger: "The last time bomb is for you. Are you going to catch me or stay to save these people? It seems that you can only choose the latter."

Bo Jiu lowered his eyes, moved his long legs away, looked at the bomb, raised his head again, and looked at Fan Jia.

"It is said that z is omnipotent. Bomb disposal also requires tools. Your knife seems to be used to stop this sea boat from leaving, and even the iron rod is used to save people. Z, you say you, if you are a criminal, just be a good criminal. You still want to save people. It really makes people feel that you are hypocritical." After Fan Jia finished speaking, he directly turned the rudder manually and started the small sea boat.

Bo Jiu looked back, and saw many people standing behind her. They were unarmed, and their eyes looked at her as if they could shed tears.

She looked at Fan Jia not far away.

A little boy appeared in front of her.

"Do you know what a Chinese soldier is? A Chinese soldier knows that even if there is darkness ahead, he will tear open the darkness and welcome the dawn."

Bo Jiu retracted his long legs and squatted directly, looking at the time bomb in front of him.

It was obvious that Fan Jia did not give anyone extra time this time.

From the time of setting the bomb, it was decided that Z would die here as well.

Less than thirty seconds of countdown.

Tick, tick.

Such a sound was accompanied by the sea breeze.

Every second of beating seemed to force people's hearts.

Unprecedented despair swept everyone's face.

There was also a mother and son on the ship.

The child was carried on the mother's back in a bamboo basket, and he didn't know what happened, and he cried loudly.

Bo Jiu pulled his eyes back again.

Fan Jia was right, she had nothing left.

He narrowed his eyes and observed the destructive power of the bomb.

It was a small bomb.

But even if it was not powerful, it could kill half of the people on the ship at the moment of explosion.

Those who were strong and could swim had already started jumping off the ship.

Only some women and children were left on the ship.

Bo Jiu tightened her fingers, as if she had thought of something. She bent down and took off her red T-shirt. At this time, she was left with only a white vest that she often wore inside and a white bandage wrapped inside.

Her silver-gray hair had been hit by the sea water because of her action, and when she fell.

People only saw the boy, half-bent over, with a beautiful back line, and a T-shirt wrapped around the bomb, then he reached out to pull the things next to him, and then swept his long legs and shouted, "Everyone retreat!"

Tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

The last five seconds.

The boy blocked the iron sheet in front of his chest and exerted force with his feet. There was a loud explosion from mid-air, and then he fell into the sea. The waves and the continued explosion spread directly to the side of the ship.

Such an impact force hit the boy directly.

There was only a bang!

As blood flowed from the boy's mouth, the boy was slammed into the seabed!

The sea water swept in from all directions.

Fan Jia, who was far away, turned his head and looked over after hearing the noise, with a smile on his face.

Z, I wonder if you can still survive this time.

It's really stupid, still thinking about saving people.

He even forgot that he was afraid of water, and he was still trying to be a hero.

Fan Jia reached out and turned the rudder again, speeding up the speed of the ship, buying time to disappear in the distant sea.

When the explosion sounded, everyone had tinnitus.

There were also fragments flying, and the red T-shirt could be vaguely seen on the burning sea surface.

Some people were injured, which was inevitable. After all, this was a bomb, not a pediatrics.

Fortunately, the ship was not blown up, and there were enough carriers to wait for someone to come to rescue, and everyone was still alive, even if they were exhausted.

This made the people who survived the disaster cry.

The only thing missing was the boy who was half bent over, shaking his head to take off his T-shirt, and wearing a mask on his face.

The air was quiet for a moment.

People looked at each other, not knowing what to say at this moment.

Or nothing was right.

It was wrong to treat that person as a criminal.

It was even more wrong not to distinguish who was the one with the biggest evil.

It was impossible not to feel guilty.

When the girl touched the blood on her hands, looked at the sea level, and tears flowed from her eyes, she wanted the boy who decided to save them with his life in an instant to come back.

Words to readers: I'll have a meal first, you go to sleep first, and come back to see it tomorrow after you wake up, muah, An.