Chazhou University is some of the key universities in the country. It has good accommodation conditions, with four people in each dormitory. The interior is spacious and bright, with a bathroom, hot water, and a small balcony.

As soon as Long Ya and others stepped into the corridor, they heard a violent and intense dispute in the 612 dormitory where Song Baojun was located, mixed with vulgar and swear words.

"Mom, I'm just lending you a few hundred dollars! I ask you every day, ask your asshole! Let me tell you the truth, I'm a life full of abscesses, and I don't want to live anyway! If you talk too much, do you believe me or not, I will kill your whole family?"

Long Ya and others looked at each other, looking at me, and I looked at you, but they couldn't understand what the good show was played in the 612 dormitory.

"Everyone wants to ride on my head and shit! Fuck! I've had enough of it anyway! I can't live and I'll help you to fill my life together!" Song Baojun's manic voice continued to yell, "Don't think that the slaughter man has no self-esteem! The slaughter man is indescribable! Do you know the slaughter crusher Ma Jiajue? Is it a hammer hard or your head hard?"

His psychotic scream echoed throughout the corridor, which made everyone's eardrums buzz.

Long Ya felt palpitations for no reason and actually retreated.

Zhou Xiang shouted, "Hey! I've watched too many gangster movies in Song Baojun! I've made them fools. We just made him sober. Whose territory is this?"

The main reason is that Song Baojun's cowardly and timid image is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He suddenly pretends to be scattered, and others just think he is stupid.

Long Ya remembered that there were two younger brothers behind him watching, and reached out to push open the door of the dormitory, and said with a smile: "Hey, Song Baojun, what's your name?"

Suddenly, the three of them were stunned. In the dormitory, Song Baojun was shirtless and murderous intent, pointed at Tan Qingkai's nose with one hand and scolded, and grabbed the bright kitchen knife with the other hand!

Kitchen knife! It is not a stick, brick, steel pipe, but a real weapon!

The blade was oozing out of the fierce cold light, which seemed to be more powerful than the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand.

Zhou Xiang's throat roared and he swallowed a big saliva.

This is really fun!

Tan Qingkai looked pale and retreated repeatedly, begging for mercy, "Hey, hey, I have something to say, I don't want you for a few hundred dollars, I don't have to be so excited..."

Long Ya gritted his teeth and said, "Song Baojun, stop! You will die!" However, his voice was low and weak, and only he could hear it. His feet were like cast iron, and he did not move forward at all.

The situation is too subtle now. Look at Song Baojun, his eyes are wide like copper bells, and his face is twisted like Huang Shiren. How could he have any shadow of a slap in the street for a long time?

"Everyone thinks I'm dough. If you want to round it, just roll it, and if you want to flatten it, just roll it! Fuck your whole family!"

Song Baojun kept doing it and held up his kitchen knife high, slashing at Tan Qingkai's left shoulder with a flash of lightning speed.

"Pop!"

A ball of blood splashed everywhere, splashing everywhere, the bedside, computer desk, and floor were stained with bits, and the dormitory was filled with blood, which smelled worse than the slaughterhouse.

The three of them immediately had numb scalps and their hair was standing upside down. They took a step back together, and their movements were neat and uniform, comparable to the Japanese Self-Defense Force that had been trained for many years.

Long Ya took the lead in a word: "Hot meat!"

Zhou Xiang remembered a saying: "A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water!"

A person's name appeared in Deng Yanlin's mind: "Yao Jiaxin!"

Tan Qingkai screamed and fell down on his back, and his shoulders stained red with blood.

Song Baojun waved his kitchen knife at Long Ya, his eyes were full of ferociousness, and shouted: "I won't play anymore, you three will all die!"

Judging from this attitude, a total of mentally ill patients should not lose their lives even if they kill someone.

Isn’t there news in the newspapers from time to time? Cases of injuring people suddenly broke out among students who were humiliated. Who dares to provoke this lunatic?

As Song Baojun roared, the shiny kitchen knife was about to slash over him. His mouth was wide open, and his teeth seemed to shine and devour the light.

Your Mom! This is completely the rhythm of Jack the Ripper!

Long Ya's forehead thundered, almost peeing in his crotch, pushed them away and turned around and ran away.

With Zhou Xiang and Deng Yanlin looked at each other in a very short time, without any hesitation, shouting at each other, running away, shouting: "Come here! Come here! Come here! Kill people! Kill people! Song Baojun killed people!"

As anxious as a dog that was strayed, as anxious as a fish that was missing. Zhou Xiang ran to the entrance of the corridor with his butt and almost fell. He was so panicked that he was so shocked.

Song Baojun looked at the empty door, heard the footsteps gradually fading away, waved his kitchen knife and shrugged, "Damn! I was so scared away like that, it's so boring. I thought they could hold on for a few minutes, but I didn't expect that they were also cowards."

It turned out that Song Baojun quickly killed the chickens as soon as he returned to the dormitory. The fresh chicken blood was collected in a plastic bag and hidden on Tan Qingkai's shoulder. Just now, Tan Qingkai's right shoulder was facing the door, and his left shoulder was blocked by his mind. In addition, Song Baojun's quarrel attracted most of the attention, so Long Ya and the others didn't have time to take a closer look.

Later, the knife passed, but it was really taking advantage of visual dislocation.

There are many examples of visual misalignment in reality. It is clearly something that is not in that position, but after retina analysis, the image has a problem with the misalignment, and it is thought that it is still in that position. The most typical example is that in the movie, the sharp knife stabbed into the human body, and the storyboards such as celebrity kissing must be misaligned, and the shots look similar, which makes people feel that it is real.

Song Baojun did not slash Tan Qingkai's shoulder, but flew over the edge at a very fast speed and broke the blood bag. The blood splattered was witnessed by his own eyes, and he kept listening to Song Baojun's repeated "killing people to vent his anger". Long Ya and the other two were misled, saying that there was a bloody incident, and they were not scared to pee on the spot?

Tan Qingkai got up from the pool of blood, and his face was filled with joy and was still a little scared. He patted his chest and smiled: "Hey, A Jun, I really scared them. I couldn't believe it at first. You acted like...uh, but my clothes were dirty..."

"It's okay, I'll pay you a lot. Isn't it just a street stall product worth eight yuan each? I'm not the one who is short of money." Song Baojun was extremely proud.

Tan Qingkai quickly took off the dirty T-shirt with his backhand and asked again: "Uh, I'll ask you another question. If Long Ya really doesn't run away, what should we do? Is it just stiff?"
Chapter completed!