When the weirdness comes to the world, death is the end

Chapter 131

"Why are you hiding it? Do you have any ulterior motives?" The bespectacled man who led the group sneered.

Zhou Yulong's face was gloomy, and he was obviously very impatient: "I've said that the acquisition of [Heaven's Favor] is completely random, and there is no way to obtain it. Otherwise, why don't I have it?"

"How do I know if you have it?" said the bespectacled man.

Zhou Yulong took a deep breath, "You saw the stone tablet today, right? It shows several abilities, and how many people are there in our class?"

"That's hard to say." The bespectacled man shook his head: "What if they even hide it from you?"

"Fuck your mother!" Qi Yinhong said.

Zhou Yulong was stunned by the question, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I believe them, but you, do you have a brain? What's the benefit of hiding it at this time? Everyone becomes stronger and united to get out."

"Benefits?" The bespectacled man raised his mouth slightly, revealing an inexplicable smile, "Of course there are benefits, such as the line of blood on the blackboard..."

As soon as the voice fell, the air around him solidified instantly, as if time had stopped flowing.

Qi Yinhong was keenly aware that the already tense and depressing atmosphere became even more solemn, and the eyes of the students in the corridor became a little strange, full of suspicion and suspicion.

This man's intentions were very sinister. The fear and pressure brought by death had made many people lose their ability to think independently. He used this to guide them to transfer their suspicion and fear to himself and others.

"Fuck you!" Qi Yinhong cursed.

At the same time, several people standing next to the man with glasses also echoed and began to help.

"You have the ability, why don't you take action against the ghost? Wouldn't everything be over?"

"All the capable people are in your class, why is there no one in Class 9?"

"If you guys unite, who knows what you will do?"

"Fuck you!"

Qi Yinhong shouted loudly.

"Are you crazy?" Lin Qixing, the monitor of Class 9, came over and said, "Didn't you see how badly Su Yuan was injured? Others are carrying heavy loads and you are gossiping behind their backs?"

"What does his injury have to do with me?" The man with glasses sneered, "Why was he injured? What happened after he got injured? Did the ghost disappear? Can we stop playing games?"

"Fuck your mother!"

Qi Yinhong continued to shout.

Finally, a dark-skinned sports student couldn't stand the little guy's repeated attempts to be their father. He reached out and grabbed Qi Yinhong's collar and raised his fist as big as a sandbag: "What the hell did you say?!"

Qi Yinhong didn't waste any words and kicked him on the knee.

Crack--

"Ah!!"

The boy lost his balance and fell to the ground, holding his knee and wailing desperately.

#That kick ruined my sports dream.

This scene was extremely contrasting to outsiders. A 1.8-meter-tall black-skinned sports student was knocked down by a small figurine?

This undoubtedly deepened their fear, and the crowd immediately became agitated.

When the man with glasses saw him take action, a hint of imperceptible joy flashed in his eyes, and he quickly raised his arms and shouted: "Look, they really have special abilities. If they hadn't had a conflict with those outsiders, they might not have planned to expose it."

"What will happen when they plan to expose it?"

"Are they going to use their abilities to fight ghosts or to deal with us?"

"This ability is fine in the hands of others, but this is Class 10. Didn't you hear the teacher say that the people in Class 10 are all a bunch of scum..."

The man with glasses swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He didn't come here to cause trouble today. If he really pissed people off, he might get beaten up.

His idea was simple. He took advantage of the panic to unite people from other classes and let himself be the boss.

Then use moral kidnapping and public opinion to force Class 10 to hand over the method of becoming a [Heaven's Favored One].

Even if they don't have it, it doesn't matter, because it just shows that the way to obtain [Heaven's Favored One] is completely random.

In this case, they will have it sooner or later, so who will be afraid of whom then?

Maybe he can even become the leader of a group of superpowers.

In just one night, he has planned his path to becoming a hero in the upcoming chaotic world.

Thinking of this, he turned around and tried to appease the students who were in a commotion.

"Everyone, listen to me, we are just ordinary people now, so we should unite and unite as one..."

......

In the classroom, Ye Haoyu couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up with a "swoosh", ready to smash the boy's glasses.At this moment, a hand grabbed him.

"Fuck, you woke up, Old Su?!" Ye Haoyu turned his head and said in surprise.

"Brother Su, how are you?"

"Su Yuan, are you feeling better? Can you talk?"

A group of people immediately surrounded him and asked about his health.

Su Yuan leaned back in his chair, nodded weakly, and then stretched out his hand to Ye Haoyu.

Ye Haoyu understood and took out a cigarette and put it in his palm.

"......"

Su Yuan paused for a moment, but still put the cigarette in his mouth.

Gao Wenyi patted him in a sneer: "Is there anyone who passed a cigarette to the patient?"

Su Yuan stretched out his hand again.

Another cigarette was placed in his palm.

"Brother, smoke this one of mine, Liqun, it's very strong." Wu Wentao smiled with a shameless face.

"......"

Su Yuan took a deep breath, his lips moved slightly, and he uttered a word with difficulty:

"Gun......"

"Gun?" Hearing this word, everyone was stunned. They didn't understand why Su Yuan suddenly wanted a gun.

Ye Haoyu reacted the fastest. He quickly took off the black pistol on his waist and handed it to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan moved his fingers, indicating that he should load the gun.

After the gun was loaded, Su Yuan took the pistol, scanned the crowd, and finally selected a person.

"Yang... Yang Ruo."

"Here." Yang Ruo walked over.

Su Yuan turned his palm over, facing the butt forward, and handed it to Yang Ruo.

"Hit... Kill him."

A normal person might hesitate, or ask tentatively: "Are you sure? Are you really going to kill him or just scare him? Why let me do it?"

Even though the incident happened many days ago and many people died, there are still many people who have never killed anyone with their own hands.

But Yang Ruo took the gun without saying a word and walked out the door.

.......

"We, classes 6, 7, 8 and 9, should unite together and be on guard. If they dare to hit someone today, who knows what will happen tomorrow..."

The man with glasses was giving an impassioned speech, and the students who were originally agreeing with him all took a step back.