Boyfriends are crazy

"Hey, do you really want to do this?" The man in the middle hesitated, and poked the arm of the boy next to him with his elbow.

The boy turned his head and was a little displeased when he heard the other person's words, "What? Regret it? Didn't you get used to seeing him a long time ago? You said you wanted to beat him up, why? Are you scared now?"

The middle-pointed man showed embarrassment and laughed twice, "That's right, but you have to know that he has been rated as a model figure by the school now, and the gossip about him has been clarified one by one. How many people dare to talk about him casually."

After the boy heard it, he took a look at the man in the middle. He was the boy who had feuded with Fu Yanqing because of abusing cats.

He was pushed to the forefront of the storm because of the abuse of cats. It was the first and only time he felt the horror of public opinion.

Although the degree of spread is not large, his life has been greatly affected. He lives in the shadow of being pointed at by his classmates every day.

On the other hand, Fu Yanqing, who was cast aside by everyone before, has undergone a shocking reversal in his image since he helped the girl who was sexually assaulted.

Not only was he rated as a pioneer by the school and awarded a large sum of money, but he also took advantage of his "cat abuse incident" to put on a high hat of "caring".

What's even more ridiculous is that some people began to anonymously confess their love to Fu Yanqing on the school's confession wall, saying that they always thought he was good-looking.

Are you saying sarcastic or not?

The boy is full of resentment now, and feels that Fu Yanqing is the culprit for his downfall. If it wasn't for Fu Yanqing, how could he be beaten and killed now?

And that damned cat! He's going to kill the dead beast sooner or later!

And his purpose today is to take advantage of lunch time to put laxatives in Fu Yanqing's cup. As long as Fu Yanqing drinks it, he will definitely spend the rest of the day in the toilet.

After his observation, every time Fu Yanqing went to the toilet, he would put the kitten on the lawn and let the kitten play on it for a while.

In this way, he has a lot of time to catch the dead cat and take it away to kill it.

Even if Fu Yanqing finds out that the kitten is lost, so what if he even thinks that he did it?The cat is dead, can you kill him to vent your anger?

If Fu Yanqing hit him, he could also find a way to pour the dirty water back, clean himself up again, and make Fu Yanqing the target of public criticism again!

"Are you going or not?" Seeing that the man in the middle was timid, the boy didn't have much patience, and his tone suddenly became impatient.

The middle-point man was originally a melon eater, and he usually just likes to have sex. He said that he wanted to hit Fu Yanqing, and those words were good, but he didn't really want to fuck him.

Being called up by a boy to help him deal with Fu Yanqing, to be honest, he was totally unwilling in his heart.

Why did he get into this muddy water?Are you full?

The middle-pointed man thought very clearly, seeing the boy's attitude was also extremely bad, his anger also rose up in his heart, he rolled his eyes, and replied coldly, "No, it's none of my business!"

"You!" The boy was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart, he clenched his fist tightly, and at the moment when he was about to swing it, he suppressed his anger and retracted his fist again.

He knows that his reputation is not good now, if he hits someone now, and then it is spread, one spreads ten, ten spreads hundreds, and many people don't know what it will be like.

Thinking of this, the boy lowered his voice and said aggrievedly, "It's up to you."

After speaking, he pressed his chest with lingering fear, suppressed his anger, and strode away.

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"Where's my cat? Have you seen my cat?" Fu Yanqing clenched his fingers, his fingernails pierced into the flesh, his eyes were red, like a lion whose territory had been violated, on the verge of running wild, but wanted to press down His own anger speaks.

How could the girl know what a cat was when she was called out? Seeing his terrifying expression, she instinctively trembled and shook her head in fear, "I, I don't know..."

Fu Yanqing didn't want to get too entangled with her. Seeing that she didn't know, he immediately shifted his target, stopped another passing boy next to him, and repeated the same sentence, "Where's my cat? See me the cat?"

Fu Yanqing's chest trembled slightly, his voice was as hard and cold as metal, and as crazy as a stormy wave.

The boy who was stopped was also frightened. Seeing that he looked neither human nor ghost, he shivered a bit, and replied like a mosquito, "I don't know what kind of cat it is."

The lobes of Fu Yanqing's lungs began to contract violently, his face was terribly dark, the veins on the back of his hands were violent, and the blood on his face faded.

He started yelling into the open space, "Xibai! Xibai! Where are you?"

His voice seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his life, as if he wanted to roar the world to tremble, and let out a frightening whine.

His whole body was covered with cold air, and his eyes were even more cold. The roar just now was mixed with despair and madness, like a sharp knife, piercing his heart, and a large amount of scarlet flowed out.

When the girl who was stopped just now heard his roar, she covered her ears in fright, and tears followed from her sore eye sockets.

She stood up straight with difficulty, overcame the fear from the depths of her soul, and took the initiative to walk up to Fu Yanqing, stretched out her hand tremblingly, pointed in a direction, and said timidly, "You...you can think of a way Adjust the surveillance at that location, like, if you can do it..."

Before the girl could finish her sentence, just when the word "monitoring" was mentioned, Fu Yanqing immediately turned around and ran away in a certain direction.

The remaining girl stood there dumbfounded, her voice getting smaller and smaller, she stared at his leaving back, her fingers twitched.

Feeling that the oppressive feeling that had just been crushed was removed from her body, only the stagnant and heavy air was left, and the dead leaves were constantly falling with the wind.

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The boy hummed a little tune, crossed his hands on his chest, and his expression was pulled and ruthless, as if a big revenge had been avenged, and his whole face was full of refreshed pleasure.

He sat on his desk and reached out to touch his drawer. As soon as he reached in, he felt something sticky. His expression was suffocated, and he pulled his hand out with difficulty.

——His hands are covered with red paint.

I don't know whose malice it is from.

The boy's eyes were red, and he bent down to look at his drawer. Seeing this, the short-haired man behind him grabbed his head and smashed it on the desk, making a loud "pong".

The cropped man gave a "bah" sound towards the boy's head, spat on him, and said viciously, "I'll let you abuse the cat!"

The boy's shoulders trembled slightly, as if he had been pierced into his heart by an iron needle, all the joy that had just arisen dissipated, and instead was filled with lingering resentment and resentment.

He shook his head, making a "click" sound, the corners of his mouth twitched, his eyes were red, his expression remained unchanged, he slowly raised his head, and burst out a deafening laugh from his throat .

The inch-cropped man who bullied him just now had goosebumps all over his body from his laughter, but the inch-cropped man was obviously not frightened by his pretentious appearance.

Instead, he sneered again and said disdainfully, "What? Are you upset? Why don't you take a pee and look in the mirror to see how frustrated you are?"

After finishing speaking, he hammered the boy's chest twice with his fist very arrogantly.

The boy was completely angry. He took out the knife he had just used from his bag, pointed it at the neck of the short-haired man in front of him, and stabbed it in quickly and mercilessly.

The aorta of the inch-headed man was cut open, and splashed blood also spewed out, like sparks from ignited fireworks, scattered on the table next to him, on the textbooks, on the floor, and on the flesh and blood of other people. .....

After a brief silence, there was a tearing howl, breathtaking.

The whole world seemed to be insane, miserable and miserable.

Why are you doing this to me!Why are you doing this to me!

Why are you doing this to me?Why?

go to hell!Go to hell with me!

"It's so scary, so scary. I heard that a psychopath in class [-] of high school suddenly went crazy. He stabbed the person with a knife, and the blood splashed all over the ground!! It is said that the police have been called, but the person still can't be subdued. I so afraid!!"

"I, woo woo woo, I want to go home!! woo woo woo!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the school has already called the security guards to stop it, we are so far away from that class, nothing will happen!"

"The crowd is already being evacuated!"

"Hey, classmate, what are you doing! Get out!!" The male security guard saw that someone was about to go up the stairs where the incident happened, and his eyes turned red in fright.

The boy's expression and aura were stronger than his, and the coldness in his eyes almost solidified, like a bone-cutting knife, or like a death row prisoner released from prison.

The male security guard was already terrified. Seeing this situation, he almost wanted to compare the man in front of him with the psychopath upstairs, his hands trembled, and his expression appeared in a daze for a moment.

Fu Yanqing also took advantage of the moment when he was in a trance, quickly seized the opportunity, pushed the security guard away suddenly, and ran up the stairs at a sprint speed, a cluster of gloomy and hot anger was still burning in his heart .

"Don't come here! Don't come here! Believe it or not, I'll kill you too!" The boy held up the knife, his expression was crazy, his voice was almost hoarse, his chest was shaking violently, his eyes were wide open, like a deadly ghost, his whole body It's all other people's blood.

There was even an unpleasant stench in the air, which made people gag.

The police are on their way here, and now only the security guards are coming to subdue him, but the security guards at the school are all old men in their 60s and [-]s. No one dared to move rashly.

There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind him, and the security guards rushed towards the back in unison. The hope that had just been raised became extremely nervous the moment they saw the face.

One of the male security guards yelled, "What are you doing here? Go back!"

Fu Yanqing was expressionless and walked straight forward.

The boy also noticed Fu Yanqing's arrival, his already crazy expression became even more crazy for a moment, his shoulders trembled, he sneered lowly at first, and then raised his voice louder and louder.

"It's you! It's you! You're here!"

If it wasn't for Fu Yanqing, how could he become what he is now?

Can not go back!Can not go back!There is no going back!

Let's go to hell together!