It's been a long time since I've been to school, so this first day of class is full of novelty.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was an ancient history class, and Fang Zhe was still quite interested in ancient history. Xia, Shang Zhou, Qin, Han, Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and the opening of the Wuzhi era later, after reading history, I sighed that every time I arrived in a big era, there were always all kinds of heroes pouring out, and I don't know when I could be on the annals of history.

In the past, the evil sect was also listed in the history books, and as the heir of the magic weapon left by the evil sect, he must also have confidence.

Then there was the English class, and Fang Zhe was interested in many other classes, but English was definitely the exception among the exceptions. I'm a great China, and it's too much to learn any bird language, so it's a big deal to find some beautiful female translators.

That's it, I finally finished today's lesson.

The time also pointed to half past nine in the evening.

Fang Zhe picked up the book and planned to go home.

At this time, the squad leader Zhong Wan pointed to a small table next to the blackboard, on which her name was written. Zhong Wan, the beautiful squad leader, said: "Fang Zhe, you haven't been here for a long time, but unfortunately, it's your turn to be on duty today." ”

"Oh my god, no. Fang Zhe secretly screamed bad luck, but since it was his turn to be on duty, he couldn't escape, so he was on duty.

By the time the day was over, it was already 9:50 p.m.

At this time, the school was empty and quiet.

On this night, the light of the moon was very dim.

There are also very few stars.

The wind was so strong that my hair was a little messy.

For some reason, four words came to my heart: the moon is dark and the wind is high.

The next sentence should be the night of the killing. However, it is still a peaceful era, and there should not be any murderous things when there is nothing to do. Fang Zhe shrugged.

I packed up my books and walked out of the school gate.

Walking and walking, I walked to Beishan Alley.

Beishan Lane is an uninhabited alley, overgrown with weeds, extremely desolate, lined with abandoned old houses, normal buses do not pass here, but here is close, usually a large number of students pass here. But at this time, after more than half an hour of self-study next night, there was no one in this back mountain alley.

"Ge Shu brought a knife at night, and the snow was full of bow knives. Fang Zhe read the poem casually.

"Good poetry. ”

"What a terrible poem. ”

"What a terrible poem. ”

A comment rang out from the heights ahead.

Fang Zhe raised his eyes, only to see that in front of him, on a broken wall, a relatively tall figure appeared, this person's appearance was not very clear, but the most unforgettable thing was that this person's eyes were actually blood-red, just like blood-red strange pupils.

The wind, blowing on this man's trench coat.

The night was quietly quiet.

"Who are you?" Fang Zhe asked.

"You are Fang Zhe, who has become famous recently, I heard that one person defeated all the waste materials of the younger generation of the Fu family. The man did not answer the question.

"Yes, I'm Fang Zhe. Fang Zhe nodded.

"Since it's you, I'm looking for you for something. In addition, my surname is Wang, and my name is Tu. ”

"Wang Tu, madman Wang Tu?" Fang Zhe's mind immediately appeared with the information of this person, this person is a person in the second year of the fourth middle school, his combat effectiveness is quite ferocious, he once fought with the gangsters on the street, a pair of dozens, and as a result, he was stabbed with a full thirty-seven knives, but most of those gangsters were also killed by him, and a small half were seriously injured, and one was not lightly injured. Let those thugs be afraid to mention his name.

It is said that at the time of that battle, Wang Tu was covered in blood, his own blood, or the blood of the other party. Hence the nickname: madman.

Wang Tu is indeed crazy and has picked many people.

It is said that Ximen Yi also fought with Wang Tu, but Wang Tu was too crazy, all of them were injured for injuries, and in the end, Ximen Yi was also very helpless, and finally gave up this bone that could be gnawed.

"It seems you've heard my name?" Wang Tu's blood-red eyes flashed with murderous aura.

"Are you here because you want to compete for the provincial key high school selection? But are you mistaken? I'm a freshman in high school, and you're a sophomore. We can't be opponents at all. Your opponent should be the strongest evergreen in our third high school sophomore. Fang Zhe asked directly.

"You're also mistaken, what provincial key high school is fighting for, it's my business. I'm here to kill you. Wang Tu looked disdainful and said murderously.

"Murder is a crime, you killed a lot of gangsters last time, and it is said that it was also because the gangsters found you trouble first, and there are many people to testify. Coupled with the strength of the four middle schools, you didn't go to jail, and you still want to kill people. Moreover, is there any hatred between you and me?" Fang Zhe found out that when Wang Tu said that he was going to kill himself, he was not nervous at all, and he was extremely calm. After all, I am not my former self, I have experienced too many winds, rains and waves, so let's find out the reason why the other party wants to kill him.

"Hate, hahahaha. Of course, there is a great deal of hatred between us. Listen to me tell me a story I've heard at least a thousand times since I was a child. Wang Tu sneered.

"In the past, in this Suzhou city, there was an old man in a black robe, and there were three disciples under his seat, the eldest disciple was called Wang Lingling, the second disciple was called Mo Qian, and the third disciple was called Lin Xinyue. Originally, before the three disciples started, the strongest under the old man in the black robe was the eldest disciple Wang Lingling, and the biotechnology, genetic technology, and martial arts taught by the old man in the black robe were all the best learned by Wang Lingling. The second disciple, Mo Qian, is not good at all. ”

"But since the third disciple started, the third disciple has come from behind, and he has practiced biotechnology, gene technology, and martial arts above the big disciple. ”

"The old man in the black robe turned out to be the most important disciple Wang Lingling, but later he became more and more important to the third disciple. ”

In the end, when the black-robed old man died, she passed on the secrets of her life to the third disciple. ”

"And the name of the third disciple of the black-robed old man is Lin Xinyue. ”

Since then, the eldest disciple Wang Lingling has hated the third disciple Lin Xinyue. ”

"And I, the son of Wang Lingling, have been instilled in this story since I was a child. ”

"Moreover, you also sue me that you must find the third disciple Lin Xinyue for revenge. ”

"You should know who Lin Xinyue is, she is your mother. The corners of Wang Tu's lips were smiling sarcastically.

"So, I'm going to kill you. Wang Tu said angrily.

"I'll give you two choices now, one, just kneel down, and I'll let you die a happy death. ”

"Second, you resist, but the more you resist, the more I will use all kinds of means to torture you before you die. For example, cut off your limbs and keep you in a jar. Or soak you in boiling water, brush your skin with an iron brush while soaking, and let your skin and bones peel and rot under the iron brush together. ”

Wang Tu sneered, full of madness: "I want you to make the second choice." Because since I was a child, I have heard this grievance too many times. My hatred for you, for your mother, is higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea. I'm going to kill you now, and I'm going to kill your mother Lin Xinyue in the future. ”

Fang Zhe secretly said in his heart that the reason was because of the incident of his biological mother Lin Xinyue back then, which caused this period of grievance.

But it doesn't matter, of course I have to continue the grievances left by my biological mother.

If you want to kill me, and even more so you want to kill my own mother, it is already a capital crime.

Wang Tu, Wang Tu, I must kill you.