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Time was too urgent, but Yang Jingshu's head hurt and almost exploded. She frowned, and just when she was about to say something, Fang Ran's unconscious whisper came to her ears.

"Yes, please help, please help...they buy help...then what we have to do-"

Fang Ran seemed to have thought of something and raised his head suddenly, "I know...Sister Jing! Find a way to kill Huang Yongxin!"

How do people in hell seek help?

They are bound in an abyss where no light can be seen. One step forward is death, and one step back is death... Can these students who are not yet adults bear this kind of despair?

No, it's not.

In this situation, they were suppressed, abused, and their personality and dignity were cruelly exploited, humiliated until they were left with only mechanical obedience and humiliation...

The students' empty and numb eyes were filled with cold air, like ghosts in the depths of hell. They could not escape the control and greed of their parents, and it seemed that they could only be eaten away bit by bit in Fengze.

So the question is, will people who have truly lost themselves still turn to them for help?

Fang Ran became more and more sure of his guess, "Sister Jing, you first find a way to kill Huang Yongxin on the stage. I can hold on longer by myself..."

Fang Ran's murmuring voice gradually became tinny in Yang Jingshu's ears, giving her a sense of uncertainty like auditory hallucinations, but Yang Jingshu bit her tongue and woke up.

"it is good."

Yang Jingshu nodded, pretending to be casual, she turned her head and gently tossed Fang Ran upwards in her arms:

"Hold on, remember to call me."

The next second, Fang Ran, who was caught off guard and was thrown upward, subconsciously grabbed the iron hook and looked down at Yang Jingshu.

Yang Jingshu, who had no support, fell downwards. The group of parents without facial features below showed almost crazy joy, pushing and pushing to be the first to catch Yang Jingshu.

"falling down!"

"She fell!"

"Death! Anyone who tries to prevent children from becoming elites must die!"

"..."

Countless curses resounded in the auditorium, mixed with the applause of the students. The whole scene was weird and strange.

But to their disappointment, after the unburdened Yang Jingshu resisted the inexplicable trance and pain in her head, her two hands turned into chain iron claws at the same time, almost plunging into the surrounding walls with force, and just flew into the air above the parents' He stepped over his head and ran all the way towards Huang Yongxin on the stage.

Faced with these parents who had long gone crazy, Yang Jingshu showed no mercy. Almost every parent who was stepped on by her would scream in pain, and their heads would be stepped on violently, causing scarlet splatters like watermelons being smashed.

Fang Ran's arms were sore and painful as she hung on the iron hook, but she still forced herself to hang motionless in mid-air to conserve her strength.

She doesn't have the ability like Yang Jingshu, and if she falls, she will be dead.

Fang Ran knew this very well.

So she just looked at the group of students who were still clapping mechanically, hoping to get more clues from them.

Besides asking for help, they should have other hopes... What else do they want?

On the other side, Yang Jingshu's legs were almost completely stained red with blood, and every breath she took was filled with a nauseating stench. She seemed to be unable to smell it and still ran towards the stage.

On the stage, Huang Yongxin seemed to be still watching the show at first. It was not until the woman covered in blood was about to run in front of him that he realized what he was doing and raised his hand to adjust his glasses.

"Young man," Huang Yongxin still didn't leave. He looked at Yang Jingshu who was approaching him and said with a smile:

"When it comes to murder, there will be a second time. Do you want your hands to be filled with blood?"

He looked like an elder who was good at teaching, smiling and comforting: "Actually, I also want the children to grow up better, but I just use a rather extreme method. This is not a big deal -"

What responded to him was the rustling sound of iron claws piercing into the chest and the squeaking sound of flesh being pierced.

The smile on Huang Yongxin's face finally disappeared. He looked in disbelief at the woman in front of him whose face was splashed with blood. He spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I don't like to hear nonsense."

Yang Jingshu turned sideways to avoid the blood, her eyes as cold as the newly born cold snow.

"Especially for someone as disgusting as you."

The next second, the iron claws pierced into the flesh and blood were suddenly pulled out, bringing out a still beating blood-red heart, rotten and smelly.

Yang Jingshu threw the heart away without even looking at it, just like throwing away garbage.

Huang Yongxin looked at his dusty heart that was thrown to the ground unwillingly, but he couldn't help but fall to the ground.

The glasses on his face fell to the ground and fell into pieces, just like his chest, which was punctured at the moment, was too broken to be repaired.

Huang Yongxin is dead.

At the same time, the pain in Yang Jingshu's brain suddenly disappeared, as if there was no pathogen making noise in her brain, and she completely returned to calm.

Yang Jingshu, who had completely returned to normal, lowered her head and let out a "hiss". She raised her hand and pressed her temples, which were still throbbing with veins, and looked at Huang Yongxin's body thoughtfully.

To be precise, it is "Huang Yongxin's corpse" in the illusion.

What Fang Ran said is right.

Her now calm brain is the best proof of that.

but……

Yang Jingshu shook her head irritably.

Why did she feel that some dusty things in her mind were gradually being opened——

"Sister Jing! Save me!"

Fang Ran's scream suddenly came from behind, and the thoughts in Yang Jingshu's mind suddenly disappeared. Later, she remembered Fang Ran's current situation, and quickly turned around and ran towards the other party's location.

At this moment, the iron hook that Fang Ran grabbed with all his strength was gradually losing its strength. It could not bear the huge weight of the human body and began to fall off. The surrounding ceiling wall cracked like a spider web. Although there were seats underneath... Fang Ran still did not dare to bet. .

Although fractures may not necessarily occur at this height, they will more or less be injured. If they accidentally get serious, they are still in the dungeon, and the consequences will be disastrous.

At the last moment when the power fell, Yang Jingshu's pupils trembled as she ran, and then two chains were layered at an extremely fast speed to form a larger "round net", catching Fang Ran.

Fang Ran stopped breathing for a moment, and then slowly exhaled the breath held in his throat until he was caught.

"……Scared me……"

Fang Ran stood up from the "chain net", turned around and jumped off the net, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and smiled at the pale Yang Jingshu.

"Sister Jing is indeed the most reliable."

Fang Ran said sincerely.

Yang Jingshu was silent for a few seconds, then turned her head slightly and said in a hoarse voice:

"sorry."

If he hadn't been distracted just now, Fang Ran wouldn't have almost fallen——

"What are you sorry for?" Fang Ran was a little surprised, patted the "round net" that was still in mid-air, and said casually:

"Isn't there nothing wrong?"

"It's too late if something goes wrong!"

Yang Jingshu's voice suddenly became much louder and sounded extremely clear in the auditorium.