The director saw her coming over, even more ferocious than an evil ghost.

Even her eyes turned pale when she was performing the technique were shocked and she couldn't believe it: "How is it possible? You are also a student--"

But seeing that Zhu Yang did not stop because of her words, as the other party was getting closer and closer to him, the director of the teaching director was busy and desperately focused, and his eyes turned pale again.

But there was no use. As soon as she turned up, she was slapped down by a slap, and she was immediately slapped to the ground.

The director of the teaching staff felt that his whole body (ghost) had fallen apart, as if he had fallen from a high altitude, and he couldn't feel that he was in the same place.

Zhu Yang's current physical fitness is already extremely strong among newcomers, so he naturally has no pressure on such a ghost in the primary field.

And she was furious at this time, so she naturally did not hesitate to hold on and almost had her full strength. It was a good thing that she was a ghost. If she were an individual, she would have become a ghost now.

The director was unable to move and felt the stinging feeling of his scalp kicking and pulling. Zhu Yang rudely pulled her hair, dragging the person up and leaving the classroom door.

Seeing that the silly brother didn't follow, he probably was a little confused by her sudden anger. Zhu Yang grabbed his ear and pulled the person while walking: "Why are you still stuck here? You almost got rid of your life. When you take this kind of melon lady's back, do you want to lose it?"

Zhu Weixin was so painful that he knew that he was probably stupid just now. Looking at the wire ropes and kicked them off the table, she immediately savored what she had just appeared. She bought him a new scarf and asked him to drill his neck in her hand to try it out.

He knew that he was in the wrong, and he felt embarrassed in his heart and changed the topic: "Sister, please be gentle. The dialect in your hometown has come out. Don't you think dialect is rustic? Don't be angry."

Seeing that his sister was tense and ignored him, Zhu Weixin hurriedly said, "Sister, do I have a scalpel in my hand? Did you forget the knife you gave me? Even if your neck is hung up, it can be cut off at once, let alone that I will not die if I am an outsider?"

Zhu Yang smiled angrily: "Then why don't you stretch your neck back and let's do an experiment? Is it true that nothing is wrong?"

Zhu Weixin dared not speak anymore, and his eyes looked at his sister pitifully.

I also know why his sister is so angry. If the situation is upside down, even if his sister claims to deal with it in every way and make every preparation, he will definitely not be able to make the matter come true.

While speaking, Zhu Yang had already thrown the director into the middle of the playground - the desolate garden entering the gate of the manor was used as a playground.

He also repaired the flag station and hung the national flag, but the activities inside were actually insulted by the national flag.

The students who were running around noticed the crowd, and then gathered in groups of three or three, and the number of people increased.

I don’t know if the original development trajectory was the time for the students to hang or other reasons. The students who were always at a loss and at a loss looked at the director with a subtle look at the eyes of the dean.

Zhu Yang laughed sarcastically and threw the director into the center of the playground: "You did all the bad things in your lifetime, but after your death, you also obtained a skill that was slightly better than other ghosts because of your functions and obsessions. You are very proud of it, right?"

Zhu Yang stretched out his hand to the side. Zhu Weixin made a mistake consciously, and now he only dared to work with his neck tightened.

His sister didn't explain at all. She turned around the playground and saw a hardcore standing in the flower bed next to her.

The iron rod is a lined pipe. The equipment of the school is already messy. There is a crooked tree in the flower bed. The pipe is randomly used to correct and fix it.

Zhu Weixin saw that the attack in the entire playground looked the most aggressive, so he hurried over and pulled out the steel pipe.

He also carefully wrapped it in a handkerchief before handing it to his sister to avoid getting stuck in mud.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Yang, who had always been obsessed with cleanliness, did not care about the details at all this time under limited conditions, and grabbed the rusty and muddy pipe with a slight and muddy pipe.

Then he aimed at the head of the director and inserted it hard, making her look like a roasted lamb.

The students around him exclaimed, and at this time, the other three players also came over. When they squeezed into the crowd, they saw Zhu Yang killing people. They suddenly felt that they could not keep up with the rhythm.

But before I could ask, I was shocked to find that the instructor who was stabbed to the face was not dead, and he could still make a cry of pain in his mouth.

Zhu Yang saw that someone was coming, and he ordered two male players: "Go and put out some sashes, and today we will be the whole ghost."

Zhao Shu asked in a daze: "Okay, which room is it in?"

"How do I know? Go to my room and ask the nigger, she was crushed to death by a stairs, naturally I know."

When the two heard this, their scalp exploded, but when they saw Zhu Yang's appearance was now murderous, they compared it silently and felt that it would be easier to face a ghost than to disobey her, so they ran back to the dormitory building in shame.

Zhu Yang directed the students to set up a fire without wood. He casually moved two tables and chairs, and then they broke into pieces after brushing them for a few strokes.

At this time, the mounts were also moved and installed, so they were placed on both sides of the fire. After that, Zhu Yang ordered the whole roasted ghost skewers to be mounted.

The director of the teaching director was slapped in a mess, and even pierced, and the pain continued. At this moment, the flames rushed up and were scorching, just like the sea of ​​fire that was experiencing hell.

Zhu Yang was so perverted that people kept turning the bar: "Please pay attention to the uniform heat, don't burn one side and the other side will still be raw, which will affect the taste."

What impact?

Those who heard this immediately thought about it carefully.

Zhu Yang sneered and said to the students on the playground: "What? The ancients all said that eating raw meat is said, "If a person hates another person very much, he can eat the other person's meat. When I come to you, I will sprinkle salt and cumin on the roast, but I have no appetite?"

The students were so scared that they couldn't help but take a step back. Because reality and illusion were intertwined, some of the resentment and reluctance they had absorbed were actually scared by Zhu Yang's crazy operation.

Zhu Yang was angry when he saw these guys looking timid: "So even if you become a ghost, you will still be tightly held in your hands by this old woman, and you will suffer the torture of your life day after day."

"I have never seen such a devil who is so depressed. I'm stupid when I'm obedient, right? OK! Since I like to be obedient, I'll give you some clues."

As he said that, he came to the dean's head. The woman's skin was burnt and she made a sizzling sound.

Zhu Yang ignored her pain and cried: "I don't know if you can still re-enter the cycle of reincarnation after killing you, but if the rule is to kill the person who kills you, you can become stronger, and so many students are divided equally, you can't point to the reset every time, relying on everyone's in a daze, forgetting the fact that you are dead, and manipulating them over and over again, but you will not suffer any loss, right?"

Seeing the director's eyes terrified, Zhu Yang curled his lips and smiled: "It seems that I'm guessing."

Then, without giving the director the opportunity to react, he took the oil handed over by Zhao Shu and poured her over her body.

"The skin is a bit dry, add some oil, where is the cumin? Where is the salt?"

Zhao Shu and the others were so scared that their eyes twitched whenever they heard the words, and then they obediently handed over the things, and they could only be glad that the elder sister did not command them to do it.

Zhu Yang was also angry, and she didn't even let her brother help. In the past, if he had the conditions to kill ghosts, Zhu Yang would use others.

And the book in her hand is convenient. Once there is a hatred relationship in the copy, there is basically no shortage of knife players, but now I really don’t want to use others to fake it.

A whole person was so cruel that Zhu Yang was cooked. The key was that he was still screaming when the cooked.

Zhu Yang asked someone to go to the restaurant to get a knife and fork plate, cut some three-slide lettuce, and said to the people around him: "This is more irritating, but time is limited, and the internal organs have not been cut off. You can order it."

The students around were already shocked, but they didn't dare to run away. Zhu Yang was like a chef in the barbecue restaurant, and he actually got up with a blade. Next to each piece of meat, there were lettuce, cucumber, shredded radish, shredded radish, as if they were eating an open-air barbecue.

Her movements were also quick, after all, with the blessing of agility and speed, she turned a ghost piece into a skeleton with only the head left.

At this moment, the ghost was dead even if he had strong vitality. Zhu Yang kicked him over and abandoned him.

Then he said to the students: "Eat!"

The students dared not, but for some reason, a wave of desire gradually surged in their hearts, as if something was urging them to do this.

Zhu Yang smiled and snapped his fingers. The curtains in the classroom were pulled open, and everyone could see the dense corpses hanging in a row from the playground.

The ignorance on the students' faces disappeared, replaced by anger and shame of being fooled.

Then the first student walked up and took away a portion of meat, then the second and the third.

Zhu Yang held his arms. Although he was just a few tricks, the vent of anger was unnecessary and practical. It is possible that after today, these people would return to the starting point and continue to reincarnate.

But the ghost of the director was eaten by the ghost of the student. If she wanted to recover, could she still crawl out of the digestive form of gastric juice and then rush into dozens of portions to form a whole?

Is this more difficult than the meat sauce of Teacher Qiu’s husband before?

And even if it is organized into a whole, it is very weak. It is hard to say that the students killed by her are united, but the nigger, the handstander and the girl who died in the infirmary, should be enough to deal with her.

In short, the big boss here will have to be disabled if he doesn't die like this.

At this point, Zhu Yang was still not satisfied. After all, judging from the current school structure, the director of the teaching is at the top, and the advantages in rules still exist.

What Zhu Yang needs to do is to eliminate this advantage and make her unable to turn the tables, so that she can completely liberate the school from the cycle of students being abused.

She asked Zhao Shu and the others: "Where are the other teachers?"

Zhao Shu and the others didn't pay attention, but Xu Wei said: "I just looked down from the window of the dormitory upstairs and saw the remaining teachers running away, walking directly to the highway from the grass behind."

This reaction is normal. After so many people died, only the director insisted on his rule, especially the teacher. What if the murderer was really hidden among the students and sneaked into the room in the middle of the night and killed them?

However, Zhu Yang did not believe that they could escape. Since they entered this cycle of reincarnation, there must be no one in it that belonged to living people.

I just don't know what form they came back.

Then Zhu Yang noticed what Xu Wei said softly next to her, and the students from far away seemed to hear it.

Then they looked at each other and showed a strange smile.

Zhu Yang suddenly realized: "So that's it!"

"What's wrong?" Xu Wei asked.

Zhu Yang always admired her very much and didn't mind saying a few more words: "When those teachers escaped, there were no living people in the school."

"One or two people die, two or three people can make a place full of resentment. If the whole school is destroyed, how can everyone's unanimous thoughts make people escape? A school must be neat. How can you teach without so many teachers?"

Even the teacher’s teaching director cannot hope they will leave. Everyone’s wishes without exception, and the resentment that has spread in this school that has become a cemetery will only cause ghosts if ordinary people can run out.

Sure enough, not long after, I saw a car driving straight in from the gate. Its white body and black silk flowers in front of the car. The driver was a rough paper man.

The expression on the paper man's face was a smile, and it became more and more weird in this dark atmosphere.

*

Several teachers stumbled through the weeds, ran almost two kilometers, and finally ran out of the school area.

When I arrived on the road outside, the English teacher sat on the ground: "I shouldn't have taken this job at the beginning. The salary was low and the salary was poor. The students were not obeying discipline. Even if they did well in the exam, they would not benefit us. They were all the principals who used sweet words to trick us into this place where birds do not shit."

The Chinese teacher was still inconsistent with him and said sarcastically: "Forget it, it's good to escape. It's been a good idea to escape. So many lives have been killed, and I don't know what the principal will do. That smash is a cruel person, and he can do anything to cover up."

"We just don't have the threat of this student. Maybe the principal is still thinking about leaving a way out for us. If he gets angry-"

As he said that, the Chinese teacher shook: "Forget it, I can't stay here anyway. I'll pick up my family and leave this city when I go back."

Other teachers agreed with the Chinese teacher's words and nodded repeatedly, saying that they could run as far as they could when they returned.

One of the teachers said: "There are no cars now. Can we walk back with so many of us?"
To be continued...