The woman finally came. I hurriedly shouted to the people around me to calm down, not to panic, and not to run around.

"Hehehehe......" In just one moment, a voice came from the school radio, which was the laughter of a woman, and the laughter was particularly eerie in this strange night. It was like a catalyst that made the whole playground explode, and many girls even cried in horror. Seeing that he was about to lose control of the scene that was about to collapse, at this time, a loudspeaker resounded throughout the campus shouted.

"This is the 139th Division of the Eastern Army of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, and the No. 1 High School in the city has been surrounded by our division, please stay where the teachers and students of the whole school do not move." We will do everything possible to protect the safety of the people, and at the same time not give the bandits a chance to do whatever they want. Repeat again......"

The army had arrived so soon, and everyone was both relieved and puzzled. Even though it was an extremely complicated mood now, in the end, I still listened to the voice behind me and stayed where I was. When ordinary people hear the word "army", it means that they have this strong security guarantee, which is the result of watching movies and television and watching the news for so many years.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in front of me suddenly exclaimed, fell to the ground and kept convulsing, and there was no cry for help from his mouth, only a "clucking" sound. Just when everyone thought he was sick and wanted to rush to the rescue. But I exclaimed, "Danger! Don't go!", but fortunately I stopped them, otherwise they would have ended up like the former. I couldn't tell why this man was falling to the ground and convulsing, and the scene pulled me back to that lingering nightmare. As expected, this middle-aged man's mouth kept spurting blood-colored centipedes, just like a centipede fountain. Those who were close were even splashed by the centipede fountain, and the screams could not stop the centipede from biting him.

We must not stay here, although I don't know why the army is coming so quickly, and I don't know why we should not move. But I know that this order must be wrong, but is it necessarily the right thing to flee? I am afraid that I will be hurt even more. To run or not to run? These two ideas are like two hostile villains fighting each other in my head.

If you don't do it, you won't be wrong, but if you don't do it, I can't forgive it in good conscience. Determined, I immediately ran onto the stage, and while the microphone was still working, I shouted to the crowd below: "Don't have physical contact with people who fall to the ground and convuls, this will attract centipedes like an infectious disease!!"

As soon as I finished speaking, a woman ran to the body of the first man in pain and shouted to save her husband's life, and the others couldn't hold back. But the woman didn't do anything, and the whole audience looked at me angrily, thinking I was talking nonsense. Some teachers even shouted to me with a look of resentment to get down, don't make a mess. But I still insisted on shouting like this, I knew that this woman would inevitably be poisoned, but for the safety of everyone's lives, I tried my best to persuade everyone not to approach their husband and wife.

I was a ruthless madman in everyone's eyes. Soon, several teachers came up and grabbed me, and the other grabbed me by the neck and prevented me from speaking. But at this moment, the woman suddenly exclaimed, fell to the ground and convulsed, first foaming at the mouth, and then a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out of her mouth, and there were small centipedes along with the blood.

The situation of the two couples is extremely similar, which has to confirm my statement that it is like a contagion, which can get into trouble. The teacher, who was still holding me just now, screamed in surprise and hurried away from me, for fear that I would be poisoned like them.

"Ahem, I'm right, because I've seen it before, and I'm a survivor of that event. I rubbed my aching throat and picked up the microphone again.

As soon as the words fell, the teachers and students of the whole school looked at everyone around them like a plague, and even warned each other not to touch themselves, even if they were a little closer, they were scolded to retreat. The crowd gradually dispersed, separated by three positions from each other, scattered but orderly. Even so, the poisoned man still existed, and suddenly another man fell to the ground, his whole body convulsed, and his whole face looked particularly hideous and terrible in the light. As the man fell to the ground, everyone stepped back a few more positions. The people around watched this man's painful death, as if it was a horror movie, even if they didn't want to watch it, the sound came to their ears, making it impossible to avoid.

"Dead fat woman, get out of the way, don't come near me! He just touched you, didn't he?! You cheated behind my back before, don't think I don't know!"

Suddenly, a man yelled at a woman, even kicking the woman next to him violently. I believe that the teachers and students of the whole school know who these two people are, they are the teachers of the Student Work Office, and they usually treat students as perverted strictness, and they seem to take pleasure in scolding students, and they are privately called "Devil Double Evil" by students. One of the women was my first class teacher, and after the office incident, she complained and maliciously slandered the school, causing the principal to criticize me in public and make me ugly in front of the whole school. I hate her to the core, but at the moment I can only feel sad for her - such a ruthless husband.

The woman fell to the ground crying and shouting "I didn't", but no matter how she knelt down to explain and ask for help to the people around her, it was useless. Everyone looked at her like a plague patient, and only stayed away and scolded her, as if they had sentenced her to death in their hearts, and even those with good intentions did not dare to come forward to help her. After all, in the face of human life, everything is humble. Is it better to be realistic?

Now I finally know the purpose of the centipede woman, and what she likes to watch most is such a human tragedy - not only to see the fall of life, but also to see how this group of people behaves selfishly, ruthless, indifferent, and cruel in front of life, completely tearing off the mask of hypocrisy and showing their sinful self.

She must have admired her "masterpiece" somewhere around here at this time. It's absolute, I understand her, and there is no moment of understanding it more than it is now.

"If I were her, I would have chosen the most visible position, the most suitable time, so that everyone could see me. I'm the Empress, and I'm going to make everyone bow at my feet......"

I looked around, and suddenly a terrible thought came to me, a cold sweat wet my back, that location, right here I am!

The sense of dangerous oppression made me not want to think about it, and my body rolled over, and I rolled off the stage in embarrassment. It's cold behind me, and I feel like it's been scratched by something. The moment I rolled off the stage, a shrill voice came from behind me, "Yo, I haven't seen you for many days, but your skills have improved a lot, and you can even dodge it." "The figure that made me so familiar with it, even in a high-end red dress, I could smell the faint smell of flower water, and she appeared in my original position quietly.

Fortunately, she escaped her attack, otherwise her life would have been lost.

The centipede girl didn't intend to catch up and kill me, but stood on the stage, looking at us in the audience with the posture of an empress, her eyes were full of violence, "You despicable ......" Before she finished speaking, a huge gunshot shocked everyone present. In just an instant, the centipede girl's head exploded into a large hole, and blood splattered everywhere. But her body was as steady as Mount Tai, still unmoving. In the blink of an eye, her head miraculously healed again, but it was a potholed face, which looked extremely terrifying. This completely frightened everyone present, everyone scattered everywhere, not to mention the military orders, in the face of unimaginable disasters, fleeing for their lives is the most important thing.

"I'll wipe it, you're looking for death!" the centipede woman took the bullet from her head and threw it in the direction where the gunfire came. Immediately after that, a person fell from the roof of the sixth floor and fell directly into a pulp. As soon as the centipede girl threw away the bullet, she was hit by another bullet in an instant, and the gunshots rang out one after another, becoming more and more dense and concentrated, as if she wanted to break all the people on the stage before stopping.

When the ceasefire came, people were surprised to find that the centipede girl had long been absent from the stage, and only a hanging dress had been hit.

Gone, gone right under everyone's noses.