"I want to go out to play...... the young man didn't dare to lie, and no one could ask for help, so he could only open his mouth miserably.

In normal times, the principal would let him go if he couldn't say it, and write a review or something like that.

But now, he's not going to do that.

Instead, he took out a rattan from the side and whipped him wildly, with unbearable eyes in his eyes, but he was hard-hearted.

"Play?"

"Is it fun?"

"What should I do if I encounter a zombie?"

"Still can't run?"

"Did I say that you are not allowed to go out until you meet the army or the police?"

"Do you take my words as a deaf ear? What do the rules say? Twenty rattans! ”

Syllable!

Syllable!

He was not relentless at all, he pulled out twenty rattans vigorously, and under the frightened gaze of the whole class, he said to the young man: "Go to class!" ”

"Yes!"

The boy was frightened and hurriedly ran to his seat, but he couldn't sit down, so he could only lie on the table so that he could be in front of everyone.

"You keep the lesson for me!"

Like a tyrant, the principal shouted angrily at the teacher on the stage.

The man shuddered for a moment, and reluctantly continued to speak.

"Zombies must not be touched, anyone who comes into contact will lose their lives, if you want to find your parents, you have to ......"

"The principal is in the back, if you are not convinced, you can also go out for a walk with Xinshu classmates to see if your ass will bloom."

No one laughed.

Because this joke is not funny at all.

At first, some people ran out, but then the headmaster locked them up.

After that, whoever runs again will be beaten.

If you have a wound on your body, or if you are bitten, you will never appear in front of everyone again.

The terrifying headmaster will send them to hidden places.

……

Compared to what his classmates think is a terrifying principal.

A few people maintained high respect.

If it weren't for him, it would have been impossible for the dozens of people here to survive.

As for scolding children......

It's all the end of the world, if they don't be ruthless, will they have a memory?

Smack.

The headmaster took a cigarette out of his pocket and turned on a homemade fan behind him so that the smoke could escape from behind.

This scene, everyone didn't notice it just now, they just felt that he kept clapping his hands, and originally thought it was a habit, but now he knows it......

It turned out that he was afraid of second-hand smoke drifting over.

It's ......

No words!

Before coming in, if Zhang Qiang and Qin Xiaoyu had any intention of bullying the weak, then it would be completely gone at this time.

This headmaster, with dark black glasses, a pursed mouth, a movement, and even a cigarette lighting posture that is extremely terrifying, in their hearts, the image is completely tall.

"You can see the situation here, let's go out and talk."

He flicked his messy gray hair and carefully snuffed out his cigarette, as if he had only noticed a few people now.

This is so because of the gentle education he had previously adopted.

Every time he hit a student, he felt the same uncomfortable.

You need to smoke a cigarette to stabilize your mind.

Several people nodded hurriedly.

I don't know when the initiative was handed over to the principal.

Some were dressed in whitish suits, a pair of rubber-soled shoes for walking, a black frame for glasses, and two pairs of hands that were a little shaky.

There are wrinkles on the cheeks of the ravines, and he looks like an old man in his last years.

However, he was only in his forties, not yet fifty.

"I know that man is the most useful and reliable labor after disaster strikes, but I want to say ......"

He suddenly took out a gun from his arms: "If you dare to attack my students, or manipulate them, then don't blame me for being ruthless, even if you bring out zombies, I don't care!" ”

The other two teachers also stood on his left and right.

"Don't get me wrong, we're here just to see, and there's absolutely no other meaning."

Zhang Qiang hurriedly waved his hand.

He remembered most clearly, this was what Fang Mo looked like when he first took the gun.

And the next moment came, he shot the poor scum who didn't even have a name left in the head.

He was 100% sure that the headmaster was ready to shoot them.

Or ......

Ever encountered a similar scene?

Zhang Qiang doesn't know!

He could only wave his hand, and at the same time raised his hands up, and said, "That, our boss won't want to put down roots here, he doesn't fit here, and he doesn't want anything to drag ......"

"He expects to be back in a while, and we'll leave then."

The headmaster was clearly distrustful, and after asking a few more questions, he slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun.

……

Fang Mo was sitting at an intersection, and behind him was a cauldron with billowing black smoke billowing from it.

There was a crackling firewood burning underneath.

Plans can never catch up with changes.

He was originally going to take a break and then clean up the zombies in the subway station.

But he never imagined that he would meet such a group of people.

He didn't even dare to look at it.

Because he was afraid that he would expose his weak side.

Ruthlessness will be synonymous with him.

As for the great things, leave them to someone else to do.

And what he wants to do is to leave a little bit of fire, hoping to leave some possibilities for the future.

The cauldron in the back, which is boiling cataclysmic gel.

About fifty pieces.

Killing fifty zombies is really not too easy for him, if he unites four people, he can do it in almost half a day.

But those people can't, so he wants to leave those people a little hope of life, a spark of life.

At this point, what he was doing was recording some of the evolutionary elements on a piece of paper.

is not as clear as Ye Chengcheng wrote, but it can definitely be regarded as the beginning of an evolutionary road.

With this beginning, they can create more beauty.

Fifty cataclysmic gels enough for human evolution, a simplified version of the second phase of the report, and the weaknesses of the zombies.

Whew!

He put pen to paper, and in less than a moment he had filled two pages.

About a third of the way on the third page, he raised his head and looked at the zombies approaching in the distance, and sneered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" ”

As he spoke, he put the three pieces of paper away, and then sprang out like a cannonball.

At the moment when some zombies were about to attack him, he killed them completely.

In less than half an hour, he had harvested nearly sixty Cataclysmic Gels.

This is just him, if he unites those four people, I'm afraid he can do better and get more.

Taking a few deep breaths, he came to the cauldron and looked at the fifty gels that had become brilliant inside, and a smile appeared on his face.

Like an iceberg melting, like the sun rising.

But soon, this warm smile disappeared, and directly turned into a combination of coldness and cruelty.

Picking up three backpacks, he kicked the cauldron to the ground, and then hurried towards the gymnasium.

A moment later.

He got together again with the four of them, and then let them get into the car first.

Qin Xiaoyu spoke at this time.