Fake business wars: dispatch spies, manipulate people's hearts, lay out the overall situation, and spend tens of billions of dollars.

In a word, let a business go bankrupt.

Real Business Wars: Kill another tutor in order to sell your own class.

Looking at the mentor lying on the ground, the corners of the mouths of all the villagers present twitched.

You are a means of business competition, leading the world for 30 years.

The butcher couldn't hold it anymore.

"You're also a mentor?"

Shen Jian smiled and groaned, and casually took out the ID card of the gold medal teacher, and then wore the title of "Principal of Blood Moon High School".

The temperament changed three hundred and sixty degrees at once.

The villagers present felt a natural fear of the students being dominated by the teacher.

"Now you know, as a mentor, what I can't get used to the most is this vicious behavior of deceiving the illiterate, sit back, and from today onwards, I will train you, so that you can get rid of illiteracy one day."

As soon as this remark came out.

The group of ghosts subconsciously sat back in their seats.

There was only one red-clothed ghost with a big mouth left, staring at Shen Jian with a faint look in his eyes, and said gloomily: "Hungry, I'm so hungry, human, you give me a bite to eat, just one bite, and I will believe you after eating." ”

Hear this.

Wang Tao, who was standing outside the classroom, changed his expression.

Shen Jian finally used supernatural means to deter this group of villagers, as long as he could finish a lesson and take the opportunity to take the survivors, this crisis would be resolved.

But the act of the glutton ruined everything.

This terrible ghost could no longer resist the urge to kill.

said that it was a bite, but the other party's big mouth bit down, and I was afraid that the entire upper body would be eaten.

But if it resists, will it be discovered that the outside is strong and the middle is working?

This moment.

Everyone's breathing became heavy.

……

The other side.

Hearing the words of the glutton, Shen Jian's eyes were cold, and he took out the ghost knife.

"I want to eat during class time, it can be seen that there is no self-control, and learning must be all day and night, how can such a person become a genius."

"My 100% admission rate, how can you be spoiled."

Talking.?

Shen Jian swung out the ghost knife.

A knife cut off the glutton's dead line.

The next moment.

The gluttonous fell straight to the ground.

There are no supernatural beings.

Ghosts: ???

Nima.

God has a 100% admission rate.

Your admission rate is maintained at 100% by cutting all the students who can't make it.

It's not a good person.

All the ghosts present were dumbfounded.

Just trying to eat in class was beaten to death.

Is this really teaching them to be a quick genius, not a quick corpse?

This human being, I guess it's not playing tricks on them.

Come to think of this.

All the villagers exchanged glances, and their distorted grimaces were gloomy.

As if to say: him?

Butcher: him!

Then.

Shen Jian withdrew the ghost knife.

"What are you doing during class time, don't you have self-control?"

Syllable!

Shen Jian slapped the podium.

The huge lectern turned into a pile of fly ashes.

The many villagers below shivered in unison, struggled with their faces for a few seconds, and then looked at the gluttonous ghosts who had fallen to the ground, and took back their resentful colors one by one, like good babies.

However.

Hear the threat.

The butcher ghost decisively took out a pig-killing knife from his body.

The smell of blood came to my nose.

He stared at Shen Jian with a pair of copper bell-like eyes and looked at Shen Jian with a cruel smile.

"Even if you are a tutor, you can't kill students at will, I suspect that you don't have real materials at all, and you can't teach us anything, we unanimously decided to share your food and taste the meat of the tutor's body, is there a taste of knowledge."

"Isn't it, brother......"

The butcher's words came to an abrupt end.

Because the moment he turned his head, he was shocked to find that the others were hanging their heads one by one.

There is no momentum at all.

One by one, it's a shame.

it!

What the hell are you ...... Betrayed the revolution?

Say cowardice?

It made me sing a one-man show like a clown.

He panicked.

Looking at himself who was isolated and helpless, his eyes were split.

Dog stuff.

Why did you sell me?

"I don't respect the division commander, and I still want to call your brothers, what? Want to learn about the underworld? ”

Shen Jian's eyes are dangerous.

The ghost knife has been raised.

Looked at.

The butcher ghost panicked even more.

Cold sweat flowed.

shouted, "Mentor, listen to my explanation......"

"No, I don't listen."

Shen Jian swung out the ghost knife.

The supernatural swept again.

Hacked the butcher ghost to death.

This moment.

The whole classroom was silent.

No one dared to make a sound, not even eye contact.

One by one, their heads bowed.

His face turned pale.

"Alright, the black sheep have been cleared, and then, we should start the class, but I said ugly things ahead, my teaching methods are a bit radical, if you can't catch up, don't blame me for punishing you."

Ghosts: ......

They all nodded.

Ah, yes, yes, yes.

At this point, everything you say is right.

We don't dare to refute it anyway.

on this.

Shen Jian was very satisfied.

He wrote 1+1=? on the blackboard.

casually ordered a Tsing Yi-level ghost and replied.

The Tsing Yi level ghost was very nervous.

Because he felt that the question was a bit insulting to him.

Although he is illiterate, he does not even know the common-sense question of how much 1+1 is equal.

etc., equal to ...... 2？ ”

"That's right."

Shen Jian nodded.

"Sit down, it seems that you have a good grasp of the basics, so that my teaching progress can be more aggressive."

Hear this.

The ghosts in the audience showed relaxed looks.

The tension then dissipated.

hehe

That's it?

A little more radical than 1+1 is nothing more than addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

They still have some knowledge of this knowledge.

It seems that this class is just verifying their learning progress and there is no danger.

Come to think of this.

The ghosts raised their heads one after another, looking confident.

"Next, I will raise relevant questions around 1+1, and you must learn to draw inferences from one case and apply what you have learned."

Shen Jian said, naming the last red-clothed ghost.

"It's you, you answer my question."

The Orbital Ghost stood up.

There was disdain in his expression.

He is the smartest of this group of villagers, not to mention addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, he has even involved some classical Chinese, and he can already be regarded as a cultural person in these ten miles and eight townships.

Answering Shen Jian's question is not easy.

"Please prove the Goldbach conjecture."

Shen Jian said casually.

"Good mentor." The eyed ghost smiled confidently: "Goldbachi...... Clams? ”

Orbital Ghost: ???

The smile on his face froze.

God's Goldbach conjecture.

From 1+1 directly to the top 10 puzzles.

Do you call this radical?

You're a dog!

How can there be such a radical one.

"Mentor, your question is too complicated, how can this be proven?"

The orbital ghost gritted his teeth.

This human was simply embarrassing him.

But after the other two red-clothed ghosts died, he lost the initiative, and once he was caught by this human, he was likely to step into the fate of the two in front of him.

Shen Jian smiled.

The smile is very kind.

"It seems that this classmate is not very serious in class, and he wants to become a genius quickly, how can he not even have this thinking of drawing inferences, his thinking is too stiff, come, the tutor will help you open your brain circuit."

said.

Shen Jian took out a black steel rod.

Pick it up and smash it towards the head of the ghost in the orbit.

Nima.

To open the brain circuit is to knock my head open?

The eyes of the ghost widened.

In the midst of a scream, he completely died.

Looked at.

The other villagers were even more frightened.

The three red-clothed ghosts are all dead.

What is the origin of this human being? How can it be so scary?

The ghosts were silent.

One by one, they bowed their heads.

For fear of being noticed by Shen Jian, he called up and answered the question.

They want to stall for time.

Just wait until the end of the class and they can get out of here and escape from this human.

However, Shen Jian would not give this opportunity.

The smile on his face grew stronger.

……

"I just taught you Chinese pronunciation, who will recite "Shu Dao Difficult" for me now?"

"What? Don't know the words? As soon as I saw it, I knew that I didn't pay attention to the class. ”

Laugh at.

Ghost knife decapitation.

……

"The ninety-nine multiplication table has been taught to you, who will calculate the total length of this place to the center of the earth?"

"I don't know? I must have deserted in class. ”

"Don't be afraid, close your eyes, it's not gone."

Bang.

Black steel rods smashed down.

……

……

Inside the classroom, outside the classroom, Qi Shan, Wang Cheng, and Wang Tao were completely confused.

They had a thought in their hearts at the moment.

it! it! it!

How is this done?

There are more than 20 ghosts, three red-clothed, and more than a dozen green-clothed ghosts.

This lineup is placed outside, and it can already set off a terrifying S-class supernatural event, and without more than five city leaders joining forces, there is no way to solve the crisis.

And yet at the moment.

The source of this S-class supernatural incident has been dismantled.

Like lambs to the slaughter, slaughtered wantonly.

When did the red-clothed ghost solve it so easily?

It's fantastic.

Wang Tao and the three of them looked horrified.

Also a four-star player.

The person in charge of Binhai City is trapped in it, and it is difficult to protect himself.

The person in charge of Qingshi can rattle and kill indiscriminately inside.

Highlight an unscrupulous.

The gap is too big.

……

Soon.

Shen Jian walked out of the classroom.

Holding a bag of marijuana in his hand.

A smile appeared on his face.

Behind.

Qi Shan, Wang Cheng looked at the empty classroom and followed with a stunned expression.

Is this saved?

Why is there always a sense of unreality?

That's more than 20 ghosts.

Just wiped out by the regiment?

Several people secretly looked at the sack on Shen Jian's body.

The sack is bulging.

From time to time, the wails of ghosts sounded.

"You've been in for so long, have you noticed anything else unusual about this village?"

Shen Jian asked casually.

Wang Cheng said with a serious face: "Yes, the grave here is strange, we found out that something was wrong when we came in the first day, not only is every family dead here, but when we wanted to go out, we found that we were back in place unconsciously." ”

"According to our investigation, everything here is from the first old man who died, and there has always been a saying among the people that the first seven souls returned, and today is the day when the old man returns to his soul."

"When we passed by the cemetery, we found coffins placed on top of the tombstones, not buried in the ground, and there were more than 300 such coffins."

"The earliest time is today's soul, and the latest is three days later."

Speaking of which.

Wang Cheng showed a hint of obvious fear on his face.

There are more than 300 coffins, and there is a corpse in each coffin, and in the first seven soul nights, that is 300 ghosts.

"What!?"

As soon as this remark came out.

Wang Tao's face changed greatly.

Are you kidding.

More than 300 ghosts.

This has already leveled the coastal city.

Shen Jian's eyes also moved.

That's right.

The day of the first seven soul returns is the time when this group of powerful ghosts rushed out of Rongjia Village.

Only then will there be the unnatural death of 350,000 people on the coast recorded on the spectrum of good and evil.

Buzz –

At the moment when everyone's hearts were shaken.

Distance.

The monstrous yin qi erupted.

The sound of suona sounded.

It's as if there is a funeral procession, blowing suona, to send someone to the cemetery.

Shen Jian's eyes moved.

He looked at the center of the village.

Wang Tao even took out a ghost compass.

The compass makes one quick turn, two turns, three turns.

And then......

Guide breaks.

Wang Tao's legs and feet were weak.

He stumbled and sat down on the ground.

His ghost guide was able to detect the yin qi of the top-level red-clothed ghosts.

And there is only one possibility to break the ghost guide.

"Ghost, Ghost King......"