In the silence, many slender rattans suddenly extended from the floor of the classroom, and surrounded Zhao Lei.

Zhao Lei took out a sharp dagger from behind him, then took a deep breath and turned around and jumped onto the nearest table. Looking at the rattan in front of him, he quickly waved the dagger in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight rattan fell at his feet.

And he was already out of breath, the black shirt on his body was already soaked with sweat, and there was a hideous wound on his arm that had been hit by rattans, and blood kept falling from his fingertips, at this time, if you look closely, you will find that Zhao Lei's wound is exuding a faint black mist.

Around him, a dozen rattans surrounded him in the center of the table. Zhao Lei is a special soldier after all, and he is still barely able to support under the attack of more than a dozen rattans. But all of a sudden, when his face turned pale and he coughed violently, his feet were entangled in rattan. Just as he was about to cut off the rattan that was wrapped around his feet, the rattan suddenly pulled him off the table with force, and almost at the same time several rattan sticks extended to wrap around his hands.

At that moment, the wall at the top of the classroom shattered, revealing several rattans, slowly wrapping around his neck. In the next moment, Zhao Lei was hung in the middle of the classroom, and his face had turned dark purple due to lack of oxygen.

Yang Wei, who was outside the classroom, was already crying bitterly, and her ten fingers were grinding on the tempered glass, but she didn't realize it, just looked at the figure in the classroom in pain.

Zhao Lei opened his eyes with difficulty, and threw the dagger into the corner of the classroom with the last of his strength, he looked at Yang Wei and said with difficulty, "Ya, girl, this is the last thing that Uncle Zhao can leave you, you must live." ”

Yang Wei was lying on the window and shaking her head frantically, tears gushing out uncontrollably.

He turned his head slightly towards me with difficulty, and his body rose and fell violently and said, "Cao Fan, don't, don't forget you, your promise, uh." The words did not fall, as the rattan tightened again. Zhao Lei hung his head weakly.

Immediately afterwards, the rattan was torn in different directions, and in this way, Zhao Lei's body was torn off under the pull of the rattan, and various parts flew out in all directions, and blood splattered all over the ground.

"The punishment has been completed, and the 500 yuan WeChat red envelope has been distributed. I'll see you tomorrow. ”

I shouted angrily into my phone, "Yellow Springs Messenger, you bastard, I must kill you with my own hands." ”

But the Huangquan envoy did not react at all.

At this time, the door of the classroom was automatically opened, and the rattan inside had long disappeared without a trace. Only Zhao Lei's corpse was still scattered on the ground, mixed with the strong smell of blood.

Yang Wei picked up the daggers scattered in the corner in despair, and then after trying to assemble Zhao Lei's corpse, she knelt aside and cried and shouted in pain, everyone was silent, even the most cheerful classmates were desperate, and the atmosphere in the classroom was very depressing for a while.

After a while, the brief calm was broken by the sound of hurried footsteps, and several policemen walked into the classroom, led by the thin policeman who announced the cause of Li Tao's death that day.

He said to Yang Wei, "Little girl, I know you are very sad, but now please let us put his body in the police station." "They're going to do it.

At this time, Yang Wei directly took out a dagger, pointed at the thin policeman with red eyes, and shouted, "I don't allow you to touch his corpse, get out of here." ”

Just when the scene was at an impasse, the skinny policeman suddenly looked at his phone. His expression gradually changed from stunned to hideous, "I'll ask you one last time, let's take his corpse." Take it away, or don't blame me for being unkind. ”

Yang Wei also stubbornly shouted, "Impossible." ”

When the thin policeman's face turned black and he touched his hand behind him, I suddenly grabbed Yang Wei, hugged her in my arms, and whispered to her: "You calm down first, let them take Uncle Zhao's body away, I beg you." ”

Turning to the skinny policeman, he said, "I'm sorry, I'm her boyfriend, and she's not emotionally stable right now." Take him away. ”

The skinny policeman glanced at me, then put his hand behind him in his pocket, "We also understand, and the festival is obedient." Then he said to the police officer behind him, "Take it away!" Their movements quickly took Zhao Lei's body away, and the thin policeman gave me a meaningful look when he walked to the door.

After the police left, Yang Wei broke free from my arms, slapped me hard, and yelled at me, "You bastard, why didn't you die." Why? ”

Lin Ya dragged Yang Wei away from me, then slapped her and shouted, "Yang Wei, don't go too far, if it wasn't for Cao Fan just now, you would have been killed by that policeman, you know!" ”

Yang Wei glanced at me, then covered her face and ran away crying. Lin Ya touched my face with her hand distressedly, "Does it hurt, do you want to go to the infirmary to have a look." ”

I opened her hand and said, "Leave me alone." Then he walked towards the door of the classroom. When I stood at the door of the classroom and looked at their indifferent eyes, my eyes were full of disappointment, some people can give up their lives for a person they don't know, while others will just look coldly.

None of them deserve to live. For some reason, I had the terrible thought that maybe I was turning into a demon in this game. I shook my head self-deprecatingly, it didn't matter anymore.

The rising sun gradually shines on the earth, and the warm sunlight accompanied by the sweet air adds a bit of beauty to the world. In this beautiful environment, a young girl sat on the roof of the school building with her knees crossed and sobbed quietly.

After a long time, a boy appeared behind her. The boy took off his school uniform and draped it over her slightly trembling shoulders.

Yang Wei raised her head and looked at the boy in front of her, "Cao Fan, why are you here?"

I looked at her guiltily, "I'm sorry." ”

"You don't need to say sorry, I was the one who should say sorry, I was too impulsive at the time." She said with a smile and shaking her head.

Looking at the sad girl in front of me, I didn't know where I got the courage to hug her: "If you want to cry, cry out." Hearing my words, Yang Wei couldn't hold back anymore, her hands just hugged me, buried her head in my chest, and cried, after a long time, her crying gradually stopped, and her breathing stabilized.

The sun shone on her little face, and I looked at the tears in the corners of her eyes, and whispered, "Sleep, there will be greater challenges waiting for us when we wake up." ”