Like all rough and rotten dramas, Yanagisawa appeared at the last moment, and it was hard not to complain that the director's arrangement was too deliberate, of course, if you push these onto the mastermind behind the scenes, it is also a kind of justification.

"Hehehe, such a dangerous behavior is not what a student should do, not to mention, I just wanted to make this celebration more complete, so I specially invited this one behind me, Shouzhong classmate, you should understand my hard work." As soon as the sound of yin and yang weirdness fell, the black unknown substance behind Yanagisawa that was like the evil of this world actually squirmed forward a few steps and slowly pulled down the zipper on the hood.

I have to say that if it weren't for his action of pulling the zipper, the students of Class E in the third year would still think that this mass was constantly wriggling...... The thing is a whole, as the zipper continues to slide, a pair of eyes the size of soybeans like killing teachers shine strangely in the shadows, "Teacher, you know who I am......"

"Uh......" The ominous premonition in his heart made Teacher Kill shed a cold sweat, at this moment, the only one who followed Yanagisawa to call himself a teacher was that child, but the feeling of the same kind, and the same soybean-sized eyes, made him unwilling to affirm his thoughts.

"Kukuku, let me introduce you now......"

"The second generation of the Grim Reaper, the one who fought with us before, inherited the original name of killing the teacher through the means of 'backstabbing', but now it has become a lackey of some people......"

Obviously not the true eyes of the evil king, but the older middle and second disease patient Liu Ze, who made a similar laugh, was interrupted before he finished speaking, and looked at this guy who cuckolded himself with his brain and then fell into paranoia and mental distortion, Wang Shouzhong did not forget to add the second half of the sentence, "At the same time, it is also the same kind of killing teacher from the perspective of species." ”

"Species perspective?"

Before everyone could react to the meaning of this sentence, the second generation of the Grim Reaper, who had long been impatient, came to a 18 forbidden ⃝ burst clothes, but unfortunately compared to some ship girls or something, this guy's painting style is more inclined to the old days...... After witnessing the kind of crazy san value, Wang Shouzhong was mentally prepared, but he was still taken aback by this visual impact.

Facts have once again proved that a lot of things in the second dimension, the style of painting after realization is not an ordinary hunting, compared with the most representative Pokémon next door, the creatures that appear in front of everyone at this time are even more than that, subconsciously, Wang Shouzhong voted d100 in his mind, fortunately, after experiencing several worlds before, his psychological resistance to pressure has improved a lot, just because the environmental atmosphere of the assassination classroom is too different from its painting style, and it is a little unacceptable to slam it, and it will be good after adapting.

But at this time, other people's state is not good, suddenly see such a curious and distorted thing, in a phrase that often appears on the Internet, it is "a blank brain", even after barely passing the rational evaluation, I can't help but fall into the philosophical three questions, "Who am I, where do I come from, where am I going?" ”

“…… I,, what the hell is this! Finally, in the silence, Wang Shouzhong let out an exclamation from his heart, as far as the thing in front of him was far beyond his imagination.

Poke, poke, poke poke.

Looking at the "own student" in Shouzhong's mouth in front of him, the killing teacher broke out in a cold sweat, carefully poked the former with his tentacles, and asked nervously, "Hey, Shouzhong, didn't you already know, why are you so surprised?!" ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, Wang Shouzhong said I also want to know that there will be an old style of painting in the world of Mao's funny campus, so the next step should not be Mr. Ke Fa Sugar, and he imagined that development in a mess, he quickly dispelled the idea and replied to kill the teacher. "I only knew that he had become like you, but I didn't expect it to be so different."

"So, this is the true face of that monster, but he hides it more deeply, so ...... Kill the teacher, don't you come and say hello to your students? Seeing the students' collective bewildered expressions, Yanagisawa Kukuku laughed a few times, and asked to kill the teacher with malicious intentions.

With what he said, the heavy gasp of the grim reaper of the old painting style brought up a burst of steamy white smoke, in terms of special effects, it should be the same production as Uncle B, but then his "ah, ah~ ah~ ah! The word madness had to be separated from it - the Berserker was a war cry, and the berserker was a cerebral palsy moan.

……

"Uh-huh......" Cold sweat fell to the ground, even if the voice of the old god (the abbreviation of the old god of death) did not match his compulsion, but as long as he stood there, the deterrent power would not be small, not to mention the body that was squirming at that moment, and every place was emitting dangerous signals, making the killing teacher like a man's back.

"The tentacles will respond to the host's wishes, how twisted his heart is, to become like this!"

I don't know which student's exclamation suddenly brought the thoughts of killing the teacher back to the past, the past about death, about teachers and students, and about betrayal......

"Now, Shouzhong, if there is a target that can't be surpassed no matter what, no matter what you do, you can't get the attention of the other party, it must be a very bad thing, right?" It was like a question, but it felt like he had an answer a long time ago, and the teacher looked at his first student and muttered to himself, "At that time, I was really bad, I didn't understand anything, and the things under the interests and fears were just concerns......

The scattered words, like the memories of the teacher at this time, go back to the beginning of the tragedy, just like the countless epics and legends in history, related to the life and death of countless people in the world.

"Kuku, cough, cough." Because of the bad taste, Liu Ze was just about to let out the kind of laughter of the middle two, and the afterglow aimed at the murder weapon in Wang Shouzhong's hand, coupled with that gloomy face, out of the highest state of being a human being, "do what you want from the heart", he forcibly held back the laughter below, and turned into a heart-rending cough.

But even this didn't stop Yanagisawa from wanting to say something (hi) at this time, and while staring at Wang Shouzhong's face with his peripheral vision, he was frantically testing on the brink of death, ready to dodge the bullets that might come at any time.

"I just repeated the transformation of the octopus to him, the difference is that he accepted the transformation out of his own will, and the tentacles responded to this will, unlike some defective products......"