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Hongshu walked over calmly.

The teacher looked at her with a smile. The teacher was probably a middle-aged man in his thirties, and he looked very kind with a smile.

The nameplate on the chest reads: [Class 3, Grade 3, Class Teacher, Wang Wuquan]

Hongshu glanced at the students in the class and saw that they all had their heads lowered, and no one in the class raised their heads.

A friend in the live broadcast room asked: "Why do you feel like these students are a little afraid of the teacher?"

But someone soon replied: "Isn't it normal to be afraid of teachers? Weren't you afraid of teachers when you were a student?"

Hongshu walked in and sat down on the only empty stool in the class.

After sitting down, Hongcomb began to look at the surrounding environment.

Hmm...she also saw a familiar face.

Li Youde.

It turns out that this is Class 3 of the third grade of junior high school.

"report!"

The teacher was giving a lecture, and a man stood at the door.

There was a burst of noise in the class.

"Is this Yue Feng sick? He smells so bad every day. Did he go to the toilet to eat shit?"

"Who knows, I'm going crazy day by day. If this continues, I really don't want to be in this class anymore."

When the water friends in the live broadcast room thought that the teacher was going to lose his temper, they heard the teacher say: "Why are you here so late? Come in!"

Now the water friends in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

"There seems to be no more room in this classroom!"

"It's true, the only seat is for Sister Shu. If it's broken, Sister Shu won't sit in someone else's seat, right?"

"I guess so. This illusion must be aimed at Sister Shu."

……

However, in front of everyone, Zhang Yuefeng walked to the garbage pile at the end with his head lowered and stood next to it.

Live broadcast room water friends:

"This...has no place? He has no place? Why?"

"No, you see, no one seems to think there is a problem. Isn't this Zhang Yuefeng standing all the time?"

……

An illusion is an illusion. Redcomb had only been sitting on the stool for less than three minutes before the teacher put away the textbook.

"This class is over, get out of class is over!"

"Zhang Yuefeng and Zhang Xin come to my office."

Hearing this, the classmates in the class cast various looks at Zhang Yuefeng and Zhang Xin.

There was sympathy and schadenfreude. Anyway, the water friends in the live broadcast room had never seen such complicated eyes.

Hongshu followed Zhang Yuefeng and swayed behind him.

Soon, he wandered into Wang Wuquan's office.

"Yue Feng." As soon as Zhang Yuefeng entered, Wang Wuquan grabbed his hand and spoke sincerely.

"Tell me about you. You are late every time, so I won't talk about you in class."

"But you can't do this. You are about to take the high school entrance examination. If this continues, how can you pass the high school entrance examination?"

Zhang Yuefeng lowered his head and said nothing.

"Okay, let's follow the old rules!"

"I'm late once, what should I do?"

Zhang Yuefeng pondered for a moment and then took off his pants.

Hong Comb's expression remained unchanged, and the live broadcast room directly entered the code, and the reaction was extremely fast.

The friends in the live broadcast room were all dumbfounded.

Is spanking still popular now?

They are all junior high school students. Isn’t this an insult to the child’s self-esteem?

When the fans in the live broadcast room protested, Wang Wuquan looked at Hongcomb.

"Zhang Xin, do you want me to do it myself?"

Friends in the live broadcast room:

"Be bold! Do you know who you are talking to?"

"This old boy doesn't want to live anymore."

"Wait a minute, look at the nameplate on Sister Shu. She is no longer Hong Shu, but Zhang Xin."

"Fuck! Exciting!"

……

At this moment, Zhang Yuefeng, who was silent, also looked at Hongcomb.

"Take off your pants?"

Wang Wuquan frowned: "What? You don't want to take it off?"

"Don't forget what photos I have in my hand."

Hongshu became interested: "What photo? Can you take a look at it?"

"hurry up!"

Wang Wuquan: "???"

Wang Wuquan: "Of course it's your private photo."

Redcomb: "Oh, it's Zhang Xin's private photo."

Hongshu nodded, and suddenly slapped him in the face.

Then, in Wang Wuquan's disbelieving eyes, he took off his clothes.

"It's just private photos, I have them too."

After speaking, Hong Comb put away the phone, "Do you have anything else to talk to me about now?"

Wang Wuquan shook his head in horror.

"No more, no more."

Hongshu snorted coldly, put away the phone, turned around and left.

The moment Hongshu stepped out of the office, the scene suddenly changed.

The world became dark.

Redcomb is now located in the center of campus.

"Dig! Dig quickly! Don't waste time. I spent a lot of money to lure the people from the school's security department away."

It was Wang Wuquan's voice, and Hong Comb recognized it immediately.

"That's not good?"

Another voice sounded, and Hong Comb thought it sounded familiar, but he didn't recognize it.

"What's so good? Don't forget those photos... dig them out!"

Listening to the noise, it was two people.

Hongshu walked out and looked at the two of them in surprise: "What are you doing?"

There was a cloth bag placed at the feet of the two people. The water friends in the live broadcast room did not know what was in the cloth bag.

But Redcomb knew.

It contains people.

To be precise, it was Zhang Yuefeng.

"What's in that bag of yours? Could it be a human being?"

Redcomb said, going to look through it.

However, before Hong Comb could take two steps, a shovel fell behind him.

Redcomb turned slightly, hid, and turned around to take a look.

An old acquaintance.

"Li Youde! Hello!"

Hongshu waved his hands, his expression suddenly changed, and he dodged the shovel in his hand and hit it.

Then he hit Wang Wuquan with his backhand.

The two of them were instantly extinguished.

Hong Comb then walked to the bag, stretched out his foot and kicked the bag.

"Hey, stop pretending. You dragged me into your illusion just because you wanted me to see how miserable your death was?"

That's right, the person who just got into Yang Zhongzhong's dream and deceived him about the Yang family's treasure underground was Zhang Yuefeng!

Who makes it easy for children to fool?

Who makes Yang Zhongzhong the fattest among the children?

The bag suddenly became flat.

A wisp of black smoke came out of the bag and took the form of a human.

It was Zhang Yuefeng.

This is what he was like in the world.

However, Red Comb could see through his current appearance and see what he looked like when he died.

His face was covered with dirt. He was pushed into a cesspool and drowned. After drowning, he was buried directly in the ground.

"I'm in such a miserable state, are you embarrassed to catch me?"

Of course Zhang Yuefeng knew that this man was a Taoist priest, but Taoist priests also have compassion, right?

This statement amused Redcomb.

"You are miserable, but why did you drag the whole class to die with you after you died?"

"You first killed Wang Wuquan, then Li Youde, and then forced all the classmates to jump off the building, leaving no one behind."

Unfortunately, Zhang Xin, the identity of Hong Comb, is also one of the classmates.

"They deserve to die!"

Zhang Yuefeng's eyes turned red, "The king's property rights are not things, and men and women are not taboos. He deserves to die!"

"Obviously it was Li Youde who was targeted by Wang Wuquan first, but he betrayed me to get himself out of trouble, and he deserves to die!"

"There are also those people who were all poisoned by Wang Wuquan, but because Wang Wuquan had the video, they didn't dare to tell their families, so they turned all their anger on me."

"It's just because Li Youde, the person most trusted by King Property Quan, and I have a problem."

"Why? Why should I be bullied by everyone? It was not wrong for me to kill them!"

"I am right!"

Because too many people were killed, Zhang Yuefeng was riddled with resentment and could not leave here, so he approached Yang Zhongzhong.

He wanted to try to dig out his body, maybe then he could leave.

"I'll help you leave! Go to the underworld."

Hong Comb looked at Zhang Yuefeng with firm eyes.

Zhang Yuefeng didn't want to go. He had killed so many people and the underworld would not let him go.

But Redcomb couldn't help him and threw the person directly to the underworld.

After all, the time in the fantasy world is different from the outside world.

After all the calculations, Redcomb stayed in the fantasy world for less than ten minutes.

Hongshu stood by the window. Although it was still dark inside, there was no gloomy air anymore.

Hongshu left without seeing the principal of this aristocratic school and closed the live broadcast room.