Every time I play a real game, I want to kick the old attack

In order to pretend that everything was normal, Wei Feng also came here as usual.

The other newcomers had already skipped class, so they didn't show up.

"Morning, Mr. Ke, your wound doesn't look like it has been treated, Mr. Shen is too careless, right?" Wei Feng stared at his neck.

"The conditions here are limited, so it doesn't matter." Coning replied.

"There is no class for us this morning, which is really a rare opportunity." Wei Feng said pointedly. "Are you really not going to play games with me?"

"No."

Coning had already planned in his heart.

"Don't worry, I will spare no effort to accomplish our common goal. As for the process, that's not important."

"Okay, okay, I believe in your ability." Wei Feng nodded and left with some packed food.

After Ko Ning finished his meal, he didn't stay any longer. After making sure that no one was following him, he went directly to the fourth floor of the teaching building.

According to the schedule, the first class this morning is Fan Qianying's class.

Yes, from the beginning his goal was Fan Qianying.

He didn't know if Wei Feng and the others were trustworthy, he would not participate in the siege to kill Yu Gang at all, lest he fall into some trap that had been prepared.

Anyway, the three teachers are all going to be killed, and it doesn't matter who dies first.

A flash of determination flashed across Ko Ning's eyebrows, and he arranged the things that could be arranged at hand, and then sat quietly in the empty classroom.

Soon, the class bell rang.

Coning looked at the ceiling, silently repeating the attack that had been rehearsed thousands of times in his heart.

beep... beep... beep...

The footsteps of high-heeled shoes entered the classroom from the corridor, and the noisy ceiling became dead silent.

The target entered the classroom.

Coning took a deep breath and took out his cane.He stepped on the podium.

The uncivilized behavior triggered the props, the long knife was pulled out, and Coning pressed the mechanism switch, and at the same time activated the [Master] in the skill bar, and the force value reached 590 in an instant.

With a slight grinding sound, a passage opened in the ceiling above the podium.

That happened to be where the teacher stood.

Perhaps unexpectedly, a huge body in a bright yellow skirt fell down.

One ankle was hanging from the knot that Corning had already tied with the sling.

The heavy body instantly locked the knot, and the fat body was hung upside down in the air.

The hanging rope was like a living thing, snaking up from her ankles like a snake.

Wherever he passed, the fat was strangled tightly, like individual tumors.

Coning swung his knife forward.

Seeing the light reflected by the sharp blade, Fan Qianying's small eyes narrowed severely.

She raised her fat arms in front of her face and screamed at the same time.

"Children, come and protect your dearest teacher!!"

The students sitting on the desks on the fifth floor stood up at the same time, and the sound of desks and chairs being knocked down sounded one after another.

Coning didn't care about other things at all, and there was only one goal in his resolute eyes - Fan Qianying's life.

He did not change the edge of the blade, and slashed down fiercely.

Puchi.

The thick flesh was easily cut open, and the bones shattered after only blocking it for a moment.

A fat palm fell to the ground, and a smooth cut appeared on Fan Qianying's elbow that blocked her.

The opponent's knife was so sharp that it was not until two seconds later that a large amount of blood gushed out like a fountain.

Ko Ning's knife was only blocked by [-]% of his strength with his arm, and the remaining [-]% slashed fiercely on Fan Qianying's head.

"Oh!"

Fan Qianying screamed from her lipsticked mouth.

A crack appeared on her head, revealing the brain, and ran across the middle of her facial features.

She was not dead after suffering such a terrible injury!

She screamed sharply with her mouth split in two.

"What are you bastards waiting for, save me!! Save me!!"

The students fell into a deep hypnosis, and upon hearing Fan Qianying's instructions, they jumped straight down from the fifth floor toward Ko Ning like wooden figures.

Use flesh and blood to block Ko Ning's attack on Fan Qianying.

Coning directly used the skill of [Stranger Can't Get Closer].

"Whoever dares to stay will die!" Coning's cold eyes cut across everyone present like a long knife in his hand, so that no one present would doubt what he said.

With the addition of skills and the threat of force, the students immediately began to scatter and escape from Coning's sight.

Fan Qianying was also hit by a skill and wanted to run away, but she was tightly tied in place by the sling, and the rope had already climbed up to her neck, and was tightly strangled into the pile of several layers. Fat chin.

Fan Qianying's face suddenly turned purple.

"vomit……"

Coning mercilessly slashed the wound on Fan Qianying's head again.

Puchi...

Fan Qianying's head was completely split into two pieces, separated from the bridge of the nose, half of the head fell to the ground, and the half-headed body was hung upside down from the ceiling. The fat body slowly turned in a circle, dripping with blood. fell down.

On the half of the head that fell to the ground, the two eyeballs that had been slit vertically turned separately, and the speed was like two black and white whirlpools, which was very strange.But just when Coning felt something was wrong, the pair of eyes completely stopped moving.

The 2-minute statute of limitations for "Nowhere near a stranger" had just passed, and those students woke up like a dream, standing at the door of the classroom on the fourth floor, looking inside evasively.

They never paid attention to the old-fashioned and boring math teacher with glasses.At this time, he was carrying a long knife, and with half of his mutilated ear and a few drops of blood splattered on his face, he exuded a dangerous aura all over his body.

He was wearing a black see-through shirt, which would have been ridiculed by all the students in normal times, but at this time, no one could laugh. Instead, he felt that this unique attire gave him a sinister and bewitching look. perception.

dong dong dong...

He wasn't worried that some students would come to inform him.

In fact, he was looking forward to it.

His next target is Teacher Tang.

He doesn't know who the props will be on. If possible, he will kill all suspicious persons within a day.

The sooner Shenwusheluo's abnormal state is resolved, the better.

Coning ignored the students at the door and searched for the hanging Fan Qianying's body.

She has no props on her...

Coning sighed helplessly, and walked out towards the door.

Surprisingly, when he walked out the door, the students who were still at the door just now were gone.

The corridors were empty again, and in the sky outside, the sun was cruising up and down like a hangover flare.

The original graffiti on the walls of the teaching building also twisted and twisted like living creatures, and the whole world was filled with a kind of grotesque.

Coning narrowed his eyes unconsciously, feeling dizzy.

He took a step forward, and found that his feet seemed to be completely out of control, and he almost lost control of his body's center of gravity, so he staggered a big step.

not right...

Coning subconsciously looked back at Fan Qianying who had just been killed.

Unexpectedly, this glance made his hair stand on end unconsciously.

The corpse hanging upside down from the ceiling had no idea when it came down.

The huge body that lost the upper half of its head staggered towards Coning.

And under Coning's feet was the chipped skull.

Countless tiny feet grew out of the wound below the skull, and the eyes that were split in half looked straight at Coning. Although there were no other facial features, Coning could see the hidden smile in the eyes. meaning.

how can that be possible?

Did Fan Qianying also become a ghost? !

After being startled, Coning quickly regained his sanity, and he stabbed him again.

That half of the head jumped away lightly, and rushed towards Coning's face.

Coning fell back in shock, but was tripped by the footsteps that lost his center of gravity.

The entire teaching building turned into a strange rotating ring at some point, with classrooms, corridors, graffiti, and the sky appearing above and below Coning's head and feet in turn like a revolving lantern.

Coning was so dizzy that he almost vomited.

No...it's not right, ghosts don't have this ability...

A trace of doubt floated in Coning's heart.

"Koning~~Come here~~"

A distant yet seemingly near voice reached Coning's ears.

He looked at the source of the sound and found that it was Wei Feng standing at the entrance of the twisted corridor and waving to him.

"Come here~ It's safe here~~"

Coning's chaotic mind controlled his footsteps and took two steps there.

But a last bit of reason kept him on his feet.

No...he didn't believe in Wei Feng...

Coning shook his body and took out the [Pyramid of Evil Thoughts]. The charging tank contained evil thoughts of unknown origin, but Coning didn't need to identify it now.

There are countless evil thoughts here, he just needs to keep... releasing...

The two black evil thoughts were originally thrown on Fan Qianying's body behind him, but there was no response from the props, and Coning threw them at Wei Feng instead.

Also no response...

This only means one thing, neither of these two people is a target that can release evil thoughts.

Coupled with the constantly drifting field of vision in front of me...

Coning's mind cleared up for a moment.

Is this all an illusion?

By the way, Fan Qianying's ability is hypnosis... those weird spinning eyes...

Has he been hypnotized? !

Coning thought about all this dully in his mind, and then turned the props in his hand to face himself.

[Strangle the neck], [Chop up].

Two evil thoughts instantly entered Coning's body.

It seems that no one has come to practice these two evil thoughts, but Coning vaguely seems to have heard something...

"Don't go there."

"Back off."

He didn't stop, and continued to use [Pyramid of Evil Thoughts] to absorb evil thoughts.

Countless offensive evil thoughts were constantly filled in the props, and Coning used them all on himself non-stop.

The noise in my ears is getting louder...

Some hard objects hit Coning's head and body.

Although it was painful, Coning's mind became clearer!

Until finally it was popped like a balloon bubble.

boom!

The severe pain caused Coning's eyes to blur, and then the strange vision in front of him collapsed instantly.

The normal world is back...

He was standing two steps away from the classroom window, and below was the playground where Xiong Jianan jumped to his death.