I, System Wholesaler

On the playground, Wang Yang was dripping with sweat, and the pain in his body became more and more severe. He gritted his teeth and stood firm for more than half an hour before he barely adapted to the strength in his body.

Immediately he opened his eyes, and there was a gleam in them.

"Wang Mengxi, this girl's film, really added something to me!"

Wang Yang sighed with emotion, with his current physical fitness, he is confident to pass the test of the ghost master!

After the test, you can accept the awakening potion provided by the official for free. At that time, whether you are a dragon or a tiger depends on your talent!

Leaving the playground slowly, accompanied by a transparent and piercing bell, the most important day that determines the fate of all students in this school begins!

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At eight o'clock on time, all students are ready!

Wang Yang sat in the front row of the classroom by the window, looked at those energetic and energetic faces, smiled and shook his head.

In his opinion, whether it is a ghost master or an ordinary person, the future will never be as leisurely as it is now.

If time can be fixed, he hopes to live like this without worry and worry, without thinking about the future.

Therefore, he expressed that he did not understand these teenagers' yearning for society and the future.

Just when everyone was waiting for the teacher to arrive, there were footsteps outside the door, and a group of men and women in black suits and sunglasses walked in the corridor, each of them had a cold aura.

It seems that there is a goal, and everyone chooses a classroom to enter.

Wang Yang's classroom was a strange man with a sickly pale face and a solemn expression.

His precarious body and skinny limbs gave him the illusion that he would be blown down by the wind at any moment.

Before everyone understood the meaning, the man opened his lips without a trace of blood.

"Jie Jie Jie, since I'm here, I won't hide it, let's go straight to the point!" The man in black looked at the puzzled students below, and said lightly: "Are you wondering why your teacher didn't say anything?" Come?"

The students below all nodded their heads like chickens pecking at rice.

A sneer appeared on the corner of the man in black's mouth, and he took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Immediately, a pure white eye without a trace of blood, with small sesame pupils appeared in everyone's eyes.

Many people were taken aback and leaned towards the tables and stools behind them.

They have never seen this kind of eyes on anyone!

But there are textbooks, this is... ghost eyes!

Suddenly, a strange power enveloped the entire classroom, and a dark shadow spread from the shadow of the man in black and enveloped the entire classroom.

Many timid girls screamed in fright.

A cold aura belonging to ghosts spread out, and many people felt a gust of cold air slapping their backs.

The man in black opened his pale lips in front, his scarlet tongue sticking out, and a look of madness flashed in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've enjoyed such an abundance of energy and blood! Human beings are so stupid! Jie Jie Jie, become my blood food!"

After saying that, he suddenly took out a head, and that familiar face caused many people's psychological defenses to collapse.

"This is... Teacher Fu's!"

The homeroom teacher of the second-tier ghost master is actually... dead!

For a moment, everyone was stunned, at a loss, and couldn't even believe their eyes.

But at this time, the man in black put the head by his mouth and licked it. His scarlet tongue was stained with blood, which looked extremely disgusting.

"Jie Jie Jie, the taste is so delicious."

The man in black raised his head and scanned the students below with his ferocious eyes. His appearance was even scarier than a ghost!

"The blood of you students is probably a hundred times sweeter than these old immortal ghost masters, Jie Jie Jie."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly appeared on the window sill beside him, holding the head in his hand, and gently threw it on the ground.

"boom!"

The head hit the concrete floor with a dull sound, and it shattered immediately, and a pool of bright red blood flowed out, splashing all over the ground.

"hiss--!"

All the students were horrified when they saw this scene, and they gasped. How could they never have thought that the kind-hearted teacher would turn into a corpse in just one night?This is so shocking!

Wang Yang frowned. He felt that the man in black was a bit weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Zhang Daqiang beside him was already trembling with his fat body covered in cold sweat.

"Damn it, what do the ghost masters in this school do? Are they all dead?"

Zhang Daqiang cursed angrily.

But Wang Yang has already been in and out of many eerie places, it is just a dark space, he does not panic at all.

Seeing the head rolling on the ground, the man in black said, "Let's play a game? It's a pity that so many of you are eaten by me in one day. I think there must be many of you who are waiting for someone to save you." How about you? Then take a gamble!"

The black-robed man completely ignored whether the students below had a sense of participation or not.

"Have you ever played drumming and passing flowers? We will come to this game today."

There was a hint of playfulness in the white pupils of the man in black.

"We use this human head on the ground as a flower, I knock on the blackboard, I don't know when I stop, but when I stop, whose desk is this head on, then I'm sorry..."

"No cheating, no littering, pass on one by one~ Then the game begins!"

The man in black turned around and began to tap slowly on the blackboard.

Every knock shakes everyone's heart, as if what is knocking at this moment is not the blackboard, but the souls of more than 50 people!

Everyone looked at the head. The closest one was a female classmate. She had collapsed and cried helplessly on the table. She didn't look like a person who was mentally prepared at all.

The people next to them also look at the nose with their eyes, their mouths with their noses, and their hearts with their mouths.

Anyway, it's not on my desk, and it's so far away, so it's not my turn to die, right?

As for the few people at the table next to the head, they were terrified in their hearts. For a while, no one dared to hold the head and started beating drums to pass flowers.

On the podium, contempt and disgust flashed in the eyes of the man in black looking at the whole classroom through the reflection of the blackboard.

Suddenly a figure appeared in his line of sight.

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Yang casually pinched Teacher Fu's curly hair and lifted her head.