The classroom was quiet, and the quiet hid a devil.
No one dared to touch him, they were all cautious, observing him and paying attention to themselves.
And the devil has his own appearance.
His name is Gao Chongzhi.
The people in the classroom were attracted by this message, the air froze, and life stopped beating.
But the devil in the classroom is on the move.
Liu Yang clearly saw when Gao Bugzi saw the news.
He laughed, a little wicked, a little arrogant, a little stupid.
There was a sneer, staccato from the class, like a ghostly voice.
"Erase your existence.
Hehe.
His eyes were mad.
He lifted his head and stared at us, not under his glasses, but the devil.
He said something that had spooked us for years.
"Who do you think I should choose?"
Then he showed a kind smile.
Tilting your head, it's like you're looking at us.
Everyone was frightened, and some of the people who had scolded Gao Zhong just now had pale faces and trembling calves, for fear that he would take advantage of this to take revenge on him.
All the classmates in the class got up with an unknown tacit understanding, and gradually moved towards the door, one step, two steps, one meter, half a meter.
But this move was discovered by Takashiyuki.
He didn't step forward to stop him, but said with a playful feeling, "All the people who scolded me just now stood up." ” As if to verify what he said.
In two seconds, people began to slowly come out of the queue.
Despite the reluctance on their faces, even if they shook their heads vigorously, even if their faces turned pale, they still had to move forward one step at a time.
Soon, seven classmates, five men and two women, stood up.
"Gao Chongzhi, senior squad leader, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was talking nonsense, you have a big fault, let me go."
The male classmate who scolded him before said tremblingly.
The tall elder was like a high judge, staring coldly at the criminals below.
At this moment, he seems to be an impartial judge to adjudicate this unfair case.
"Wrong," he sneered.
"I just know that you scolded me just now, and as for being wrong, the knows who's wrong."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
At least not yet.
"Really," he looked up in disbelief, as if he had heard the most beautiful words in the world.
"You go and hit the guy next to you."
He commanded from below.
Immediately afterward, the male classmate seemed to be controlled.
The body turned involuntarily.
Then there was a snap and it hit the boy next to him in the face.
In everyone's stunned eyes, a second slap was slapped.
One slap, two slaps, three slaps, ten slaps Soon, the boy's face was turned into a pig's head.
His face was red and swollen, blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were white, as if he might quench to death at any time Okay, the guy who hit the boy was crying and beating, and although he shouted to stop, his body was uncontrollable.
He knew how heavy he was doing, as he noticed that his palms were also starting to become congested and purple, and then there was a gentle, tingling pain.
He knew it would continue like this.
Either his own hand was wasted, or the boy was killed first.
After about ten minutes, the hand was rotten, red and swollen from the beating, and blood was running down from the rotten gap.
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It's like a sausage, if you hit it, it will squeeze out a little bit, and the harder you hit, the more it squeezes out.
No matter how much he shouted for help, he wanted the people next to him to save him, but no one dared to step forward.
Black fear hangs over everyone's hearts, and they will not be abused like this to death. and the boy who was beaten, his face was torn apart, as if he had slashed it with a knife.
Then the meat inside is like slapping beef in sauce, and when you slap it, the red gravy inside is tumbling out.
Gradually, the blood-red flesh spread on his face, inside his nose, in his mouth, on his eyes, and finally, the flesh on his face was polished, leaving a concave notch, like a deep hole.
The boy's eyes, perhaps at the next slap, were punched out, and a beautiful arc slid down the air, red droplets of blood, sprinkled with little edges.
Then he rolled on the ground, rolled a few times, and rolled up a lot of ashes, but the eyes that were so hateful to death stared at all the people, as if they were their own murderers.
They were frightened and saw their eyeballs fly out and roll in front of them.
Panicked and retreated, and suddenly wanted to run outside.
Gao Zhongzhi shouted, and everyone stood up unconsciously, and he used the power of the ghost again.
Everyone's hearts are deeply anxious, like ants on a hot pan, but facing frying and cooking.
"It's not that simple."
A few simple words, but it feels like the end of their lives.
"I won't kill you, it's so boring to kill yourself, I want you to kill for me, let you feel what is evil and collapse."
Although Gao Chongzhi said to the classmate who beat him, Liu Yang felt that his words were more like saying to all of them.
If you want to destroy a man, you must first make it mad The boy who hit people, stupid, stunned, muttered to himself in his mouth, it wasn't me who hit me, I hit it I don't know if it's because of the pain and the lack of consciousness, or if it's the loss of humanity.
Gao Shigezhi smiled and saw us, as if he was admiring the appearance of playing with clowns.
Liu Yang was anxious in his heart, now Gao Chongzhi has gone crazy, and with a ghost to help him, it can be said that he is basically invincible now.
Now he will make people kill, in the end he will kill people with his own hands, now he will torture people, and in the end he will make people worse than dead.
Little by little, his humanity is disappearing, and as he feels his power that no one can subdue him, greed, he will devour himself, and thus slaughter us.
This is the ghost, he likes to torture people slowly, make us feel pleasure, and make him gradually collapse.
He wanted to see what he would be like when he wasn't human Will it be like him, or worse?
Now Liu Yang secretly regrets it in his heart.
If you knew that you wouldn't come, you would be at your own risk.
And I should ask the fortune teller if there will be any calamity.
There aren't a lot of people in the class now, because the school can't let go of it, and they don't want to touch such things in their hearts, so they are afraid that something like that day will happen.
So there are only 20 people in the class.
Six have come forward, one has died, one has been maimed, one has become a demon, and thirteen have been captured.
And Su Yi happened to be there in the class, and he was by his side.
He looked at Gao Chongzhi, then at Liu Yang, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Do you have anything sharp?"
"What to do," Liu Yang asked.
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