Chapter 63: I’m afraid you’ll be in pain, so I’ll give you some treatment.
“That’s enough!”
The self-mutilator suddenly roared, causing Duan Feihong and He Feihong to pause, but they continued to move forward the next second.
Step harder.
"That's enough if you say it's enough?"
"That's right, that's enough if you say it's enough?"
"We, the polite duo, are famous in the world. When have we heard from our opponents?" "
That's right, we, the polite duo, are famous in the world. When did you ever listen to your opponent?"
"You think you can do whatever you want after you regain consciousness, right?"
"That's right, you think you can do whatever you want after you regain consciousness, right?" "
Can you stop imitating me?"
"That's right. , can you not... hmm?" He Nian was stunned, scratched his head and laughed, "Ha, ha, ha, doesn't this show that you are more educated, if you let me do it, I will have to lie down the whole time."
Duan Ming: " ..."
And just when the two of them stopped temporarily, they saw the self-harming ghost on the ground took out a knife and made a long gash on his forearm.
Duan Ming's pupils shrank instantly, and he pulled He Nian, who was raising his feet, back.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I haven't had enough of kicking him yet."
"He's at the devil level now."
He Nian: "()"
Immediately his eyes turned red.
Prepare to cry.
Duan Ming slapped him on the back of the head angrily: "Are you going to be successful? You need help for such a small trouble? There are not many opportunities to summon Chen Hui."
"Aren't there two of them here?"
He pointed. Pointing to the Qiu Yu duo and Zeng Yanliang on the side.
The three of them smiled faintly and nodded slowly.
He Nian put away the snot bubbles: "Oh oh oh, then I'll leave it to you."
The three of them waved their hands at the same time: "It's easy to talk."
At this time, Ming's eyes condensed again: "No, he is going to become a bad guy soon. Level!"
Σ(OдO‖)
Σ(☆д◎川)ノ!
!!!∑(Дノ)ノ
On this side, the self-mutilating ghost slowly got up, but his hands kept moving, and long wounds continued to appear on his body.
Small wounds did heal quickly, but large wounds healed much more slowly. As the injuries worsened, his momentum continued to rise.
He began to walk slowly.
"Did you enjoy the kick just now?"
"It's okay. Every bit of pain I suffered just now will be returned to you ten times and a hundred times." As the
self-mutilating ghost walked along, the ghost energy also increased all the way, and it was actually faint. There are signs of breaking through to the fierce ghost level.
"Oh, do you really think I'm an ordinary wandering soul? If I hadn't been trapped in this small storage room, my name of Ma Mingda should have been spread in the secret world for so many years, but I..." "The
more injured I am, the more I am. The heavier, the higher the strength of the genius ghost spirit!!!"
As he drew a terrifying giant wound on his chest that extended from his right shoulder to his left lower abdomen, his ghost energy completely broke through the 10,000 mark and reached a fierce level. Ghost level.
But at this time, Fate was stunned for a moment.
Then he took out "a tonic" and injected a needle into the chest of the self-mutilator who was still looking up and laughing.
"Huh? What are you doing?"
"Oh, I'm afraid you'll be in pain, so I'll give you some treatment."
The self-mutilator angrily slapped away the needle: "If you want to pretend to be hypocritical, I kicked you the hardest just now..."
At this moment , he frowned: "Huh? What's going on? Why did my wound start to heal faster?"
"What on earth did you do to me!"
Duan Ming smiled softly: "Little fool, didn't I tell you to treat you? The injury."
Then he looked ferocious and waved his hand: "He Nian! Keep beating him up!!!"
"Okay!"
The effect of "a heart-stimulating potion" is really powerful, but it only lasts for ten seconds, and the self-inflicted ghost can't All the wounds, big and small, were healed perfectly, and his strength was naturally reduced to that of the little wandering soul at the beginning.
The self-mutilation ghost was stunned on the spot, and he didn't even notice that the self-mutilation knife in his hand was taken away. The next second...
"Ah! Ah!!!"
"Brother, I was wrong, I won't pretend to be cool anymore!"
"Don't kick me in the face!"
Zeng Yanliang and the three people watching the show looked at each other.
Ji Xian: "Boss Qiu Yu, can we..."
Qiu Yu: "What are you talking about, why are you joining in the fun of Duan Ming's affairs?"
Zeng Yanliang: "Ahem~Ahem~ Actually, my hands are a little itchy too."
Qiu Yu's eyes He glared: "Dads, Qiu Yu is here to help you!!!"
...
The hooligans successfully obtained the teaching aids needed by the student union and left. The self-mutilator lay alone on the ground, whipping twice from time to time.
Tears flowed uncontrollably.
Duan Ming's face turned a little pale.
He had just been so happy that he lost track of time. When he picked up the "stimulant" syringe, seven or eight minutes later, a "time jump" almost sucked everyone dry.
The ghost energy is still too low.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was not in the student union at the moment. After giving the mission props to the little loli female ghost, Duan Ming's credits finally reached...
-
5 points.
wipe!
Back in the classroom, the graduation exam is approaching. Most of the ghost students are still writing hard, and only a few are lying on the table and sound asleep.
For example, Liang Zhichao.
"Hey, Liang Zhichao." Duan Ming greeted.
"Huh?"
Liang Zhichao opened his eyes anxiously and stood up, with his head still on the table.
"Ah, Boss Duan Ming, you are back, is everything going well?" He picked up his head, rubbed his eyes, and calmly put it back on his neck.
Duan Ming: "It's not bad, just a little tired."
The other four nodded in unison.
"Oh, by the way, what happened to what I asked you to inquire about?"
Liang Zhichao shook his head after hearing this: "There is no progress. I have asked several well-connected guys in the school. Those missing teachers suddenly disappeared. When I came to class, the school just called a few substitute teachers first. After the new teachers were recruited, it started to operate normally. There was nothing unusual about it." "
And there are no similarities between the several teachers. There was no abnormal behavior at all. Except for a few students who were friendly with these teachers who were a little disappointed, the school was completely calm and not a drop of water splashed."
Duan Ming thought thoughtfully.
"Is that so?"
"It seems that we still need the information obtained from Yu Fangfang."
At this time, Liang Zhichao said again: "But I did ask for a piece of gossip. I don't know if it is useful."
"Tell me? "
He looked around warily, and then he said quietly after inviting everyone to come around.
"I heard that our math teacher, oh, the one who drowned yesterday, Teacher Zhao, has a very bad relationship with two of the missing teachers. People often hear their quarrels." "
And, someone discovered that Teacher Zhao would often run to the administration building after evening self-study and stay there for a long time without knowing what to do."
Everyone was suddenly shocked and looked at each other solemnly.
Is it possible that the disappearance of those teachers has something to do with Teacher Zhao?
At this time, the class bell rang, and the students quickly returned to their seats.
So does Liang Zhichao.
However, he turned back urgently after taking only a few steps.
"Boss Duan Ming, I just heard the gossip. You can't spread it everywhere. Even if it is accidentally revealed, don't say that I told you." "Don't worry,
I know it."
He then left with peace of mind. go.
But as soon as he turned around, he saw math teacher Zhao Baldou entering the door and looking towards him with an unkind expression.
"Liang Zhichao!"
"Why didn't you go back to your seat when the bell rang? Do you understand respecting teachers!"
"Stand at the door!!!"
(End of Chapter)