[The night is deep.

The high school campus late at night was so lonely that there were only one or two crows neighing from time to time.

call!call!

Karina ran on the corridor on the second floor, cold sweat on her forehead.

She felt that her fast-running legs had become very heavy, and every step she took was extremely difficult, and her lungs were tingling because of the intense breathing.

But she couldn't stop.

Giggle--ah--

Behind her, a humanoid mummy covered in dirty white gauze was chasing and killing her.

The mummy's long golden hair was wrapped in gauze, only a few strands of blood stained hair were exposed.

It was bleeding all over, almost staining the gauze on its body.

No one can see that this is Anne, the once brilliant campus goddess.

boom--

Finally, Karina shook off the extremely slow monster and hid in her destination-the archive room.

Closing the door forcefully, Karina's towering chest heaves violently to ease her nervous nerves.

After she had enough rest, she took out a small flashlight from her pocket and began to search Morris' files.

There are many files stored in the archives room, but fortunately, the files are arranged neatly, so Karina quickly found her goal.

From the crowded archive rack, Karina's pupils shrink slightly.

Because there are some red marks on this portfolio, like blood.

Opening the portfolio, a picture of a sunny and handsome blond boy came into view.

"Name, Morris, home address, 44 Mofang Street." Karina said softly.

Morris' mother was named Emily, and she was an archbishop of the holy sect. His father was unknown.

He remembered once because of a fight with others, but his grades are all very high A, very good.

Karina remembered that such an excellent peer had died like that, with a trace of sympathy in her eyes.

Then, she took out a mobile phone with camera function and took pictures of Morris' files page by page.

If you want outsiders to know all this, you need a variety of evidence to win people's trust, so she deliberately brought her new mobile phone to collect evidence.

—— ——

Outside the archives, someone knocked on the door.

Karina's breathing was stagnant, and she immediately put away the flashlight, walked gently to the door, and looked through the cat's eyes on the door.

The next moment, a bloodshot eyeball met Karina's blue pupil.

That monster is just outside the door!

-From "Nightmare"

Today is Friday, because the weekend is going to be tomorrow, so the students who come to class are more or less absent-minded.

Zhou Yu was listening to the class while taking notes in his notebook, looking very serious.

Upon seeing this, the biology teacher on the stage also showed a satisfied smile.

No one dislikes a child who listens carefully, especially when other people generally ignore him as the teacher who is teaching.

Zhou Yu didn't notice the teacher's eyes, just taking notes seriously.

I don't know why, since he was in a coma two weeks ago, he woke up again and found himself interested in school courses that he hated.

Even the speed of his own learning has become very fast, almost to the point that he can remember it only by reading it once, and he is even confident that he will be the first in the school in the year-end test.

bell--

get out of class has ended.

As Zhou Yu was still in this classroom for the next class, he didn't simply change seats, and continued to sit there quietly reading.

It’s just that this time I’m not reading the textbook anymore, but the tome about the origin of the gods I borrowed the day before yesterday.

"Zhou Yu... Zhou Yu?" A faint voice came, pulling Zhou Yu out of his devotion.

Zhou Yu raised his head and saw a boy who was thinner than him-Johnny stood in front of him.

Zhou Yu didn't have a good impression of the guy who sold him a handful yesterday, so he frowned slightly and said, "What's the matter?"

Johnny pushed his heavy spectacle frame, his eyes dodge a little: "Yesterday, yesterday, I am sorry, you are not injured, right?"

Listening to this seemingly caring tone, Zhou Yu replied blankly: "Is there anything else?"

He ignored Johnny's concern, because he was the first guy to run out of the classroom after school yesterday.

Johnny froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect Zhou Yu to respond like this.

He shrank his shoulders timidly, and wanted to say something.

Zhou Yu ignored him, lowered his head and continued reading.

"Uh, uh, I mean to say that after school today, Fern's good buddy Vincent may come over and beat you, you must be careful!"

Hearing these words, Zhou Yu stopped turning the page and raised his head.

His dark green eyes felt like a mysterious deep ocean.

"Really, thank you for coming here to write down the war script, I'm afraid it's also thanks to you reminding them this time." Just like pulling him into the water like yesterday.

He really couldn't understand his thoughts better.

As a low-level student who has been bullied all the year round in school, Johnny can know the news—no doubt, Vincent can only tell him.

Moreover, according to Johnny's consistently despicable practice, this incident is probably also caused by this guy.

Johnny was frightened by Zhou Yu's eyes, immediately lowered his head and stopped talking, turned and left the classroom.

No one noticed that after this cowardly guy left the classroom, his face was covered with a layer of death, as if the date of death was marked by some unknown existence.

In places beyond the reach of human eyes, a scorched man smiled in a low voice: "Jie Jie Jie Jie - thank you for reminding him. Now, let me remind you of your death date."

He will not let go of anyone who dares to threaten the personal safety of his friend.

Morris, who came across such a scene as soon as he came to see his friend, narrowed those dark blue eyes, revealing the crazy killing intent.

Why does someone like to bully his loveliest friend?

All the guys who dare to hurt Zhou Yu will inevitably taste a hundred times more pain.

Morris thought of his friend's beautiful green eyes, and his hatred for these scum became deeper.

The pain before death made him hate the whole world-only his friends were different.

That is the only thing he has nostalgia for this filthy world.

He doesn't allow anyone to hurt the only friend he cares about.

"Dear Vincent, why not let me play a game with you, Jie Jie Jie Jie~" Morris found the Vincent who was said to be troubled by Zhou Yu, and a bloodthirsty color flashed in his eyes.

Time flies quickly, and it is already the afternoon in a blink of an eye.

After the school bell rang, all the students rushed out of the classroom like unreined horses.

Zhou Yu waited until everyone in the classroom was almost gone, then put away the big book that was fascinated by the book, and began to pack his schoolbags.

The sky outside the window was still very gloomy, as if it had not rained enough yesterday.

But because he brought an umbrella, Zhou Yu was not so afraid of the gloomy weather.

Noisy——

The light bulb above his head flickered. Zhou Yu looked up at the old light bulb and found nothing wrong.

"Ah!!! Help! Help—"

There was a scream outside the classroom.

Zhou Yu paused while still packing his schoolbag.

He blinked those green eyes and looked at the door that was closed by the previous classmate who left the classroom.

Vincent, who was a little too strong compared to his peers, stood by the locker, took out a handful of small horns, and kept flipping between his fingers.

Behind him were two companions who were as strong as him.

"Kenny, Jenny, this time we must teach the kid who doesn't know the heights!"

Vincent's lungs exploded when he remembered that Morris's attendant was laughing at him in front of the crowd.

Because Morris was protecting the boy with a mean mouth at that time, he could only endure such humiliation.

But now, the skinny chicken named Johnny is right, it's time for revenge!

Kenny and Jenny both laughed maliciously: "Yes! We must help you teach him a lesson! By the way, we will also take revenge!"

At the beginning, because Morris went everywhere to help the weak, their school tyrants who were accustomed to bullying the weak were once beaten so that they didn't dare to cross the boundary a little bit.

Now that Morris who killed Thousand Knifes has turned away, bullying his little servant can somewhat relieve his anger.

With that, they walked to the classroom where Zhou Yu was.

This time, thanks to the reminder of Johnny, they could know the schedule of the little attendant and have the opportunity to teach him a lesson.

So they decided to be as light as possible when they beat that Johnny in the future.

They were laughing wildly and didn't notice. They didn't know when they got up, and the students who were busy walking out of the teaching building by their side stopped.

Everyone began to stare at them with dull eyes.

Eerie and terrifying.

"Uh, Vincent, I, I think something is wrong." Genie, who was slightly more sensitive, first noticed what was wrong.

"I... also felt it." Kenny swallowed and looked at the students who were getting closer and closer, with an uneasy expression on his face.

Vincent didn't think so much. He looked at the others fiercely and scolded: "What do you look at! I will goug your eyes again!"

It was okay for him not to speak, and all eyes were on him as soon as he spoke.

Those students who were so dull that they didn't look like real human beings all reached out their hands in unison, dug out their eyeballs, and handed them bloody to Vincent.

Vincent only felt that his legs were weak.

He pushed away the arms that stretched out in front of him and knocked the eyeballs that were still connected to the optic nerve to the ground. A sharp scream sounded through the entire teaching building.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Vincent and the three obviously discovered the abnormality of these guys, and ran out of these people's encirclement in fear, and ran for help.

But it was strange that the entire teaching building seemed to have been cleared, and no one responded to their cry for help.

They crawled out of this weird corridor and ran to the third floor.

As soon as they ran out of the stairwell, before Vincent and the others could take a breath to rest, a man with a charred body suddenly appeared in front of him.

Those ghostly eyes stared at them, showing a weird smile.

"Jie Jie Jie-are you having fun?"

"Ahhh!!!" Jenny was taken aback by the man, he couldn't stand for a while and fell down the stairs.

With a click, the sound of bone dislocation sounded.

Jenny fell on the turntable from the second floor to the first floor, blood shed all over the floor.

He cried out in pain, even if he broke his neck, he still didn't die completely, and could only endure this inhuman pain.

Morris shook his head seemingly unbearable, and said, "Oh, it's so miserable, it's so miserable--Jie Jie Jie!"

Vincent and Kenny saw the tragedy in front of them, their faces pale in fright, and immediately ran towards the third floor corridor.

Morris waved his hand behind them, and said with a smile: "Run faster, if I catch up—"

"Let's all die!" Morris's mouth pulled more and more, showing a hideous smile.

"Ah!!!" Vincent couldn't bear such fear anymore, he screamed, desperately calling for help.

"Go! We, we can hide in the classroom!" Kenny also swallowed in a daze, feeling that his heart was about to explode.

The two were so frightened, their legs were weak, and they couldn't run, so they had to support each other to move forward.

There was an unclosed classroom door just in front of them, and they immediately lit up, speeding up and approaching the classroom, preparing to hide in and escape the scorched monster.

But before they opened the door, the door opened by itself.

A black-haired, green-eyed teenager looked at them indifferently.

That is-Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu looked at the two students with fearful faces. For some reason, he suddenly turned to look towards the end of the corridor on the third floor.

A man was reflected in his grandmother's green pupils.

The man in a school uniform that didn't fit well stretched out his hand stiffly to cover his face, concealing the unrecognizable face.