Boyfriends Always Turned out to Be a Horror Movie Boss

The first class is over, and the teacher announces a 20-minute break to continue the class.

Zhou Yu flipped through the textbooks in his schoolbag during the break between classes, and easily memorized the knowledge points of the entire book. He couldn't help but sigh that the high school learning content was really easy.

He thought that in the future he might be able to be a high school teacher and mess around.

Snapped!

Just as Zhou Yu was flipping through the textbook, a group of tall and bad boys came up to surround him and slapped him on the desk.

"Hey! New here! Don't you say hello to your brothers?" The brown-haired boy with hanging triangle eyes threatened viciously.

Zhou Yu looked back blankly, without even trembling his eyelashes.

The few boys who were surrounding obviously had never seen such a calm threat object, they were taken aback for a while, and then went into a rage.

"You kid! Sit here with a wooden face and see what to see! Do you look down on us? Are you owed!"

"Is it itchy? Do you understand the rules!"

"Boss! Let's beat this kid first, so he will be honest, mother! This dead fish eye is so fucking ugly!"

"Have you heard! My brother asked me to beat you up! You—fuck!"

With that said, the leading brown-haired boy grabbed Zhou Yu by the collar and tried to lift up this thin-looking guy like ribs.

However, he failed, and he couldn't pull Zhou Yu with all his strength, and his face flushed with anger.

Zhou Yu silently looked at the few students in front of him who had played like home, with an indifferent expression: "Do you want to collect protection fees?"

Although he has been isolated from the world for so long in the mental hospital, he still knows some unspoken rules on campus.

The brown-haired boy raised his eyebrows coldly, and said fiercely: "Yes! Those who are acquainted, hurry up and get the money—"

Before he finished speaking, watching Zhou Yu who put the banknotes on the table, the brown-haired boy choked for a while, and almost didn't come up and passed away.

He has never seen such a cooperation!

Generally, shouldn't you be entangled a little longer and then behave after a beating?

Zhou Yu handed over the money in his pocket to them, his expression was as indifferent as before.

"Can I go now? I have to go to class."

He doesn't like troublesome things, so he will try his best to make quick decisions. Judging from the current situation, giving money is the best solution.

bell--

The class bell rang very face-to-face, and the few gangsters looked at each other for a while, and then immediately scattered back to their seats.

Although they were still a little confused, the money was already in their hands, and they didn't think so much. They just felt that the transfer student was really bullying, and it seemed that they would have to go wrong next time.

Thinking of this, several of them couldn't help but laughed, discussing in a low voice which bar they would go to with the money in the evening.

Excited, they didn't even notice that outside the window, a black-feathered crow stared at them, blood-red eyes flashing with maliciousness.

Zhou Yu, who was sitting in the first few rows, seemed to perceive something. Turning his head and looking out the window, he happened to see the back of a crow flying away.

Frowning slightly, Zhou Yu retracted his gaze.

Was it his illusion? I always felt that something was staring at him just now.

In the evening, the sky was still dark, and a few sparse stars were already hanging on the horizon.

It was early summer, and there was still a bit of cold in the evening. Zhou Yu was sitting in an empty classroom reading a book, enjoying the feeling of being alone.

It was not until the school security guard urged him several times that Zhou Yu started packing his schoolbags and left the classroom.

Patter--

Walking on the deserted corridor, Zhou Yu lowered his eyes and listened to his footsteps. His long eyelashes concealed the emotions in his eyes, making it impossible to see his mood.

He just walked forward slowly, stepping on the gap between the tile and the tile every step of the way.

This high school is the only high school in the town. Naturally, the whole town’s financial and material resources have been poured into it. Even the tiles laid in the corridors are the latest building materials from the federal government. The surface is bright and smooth, allowing people to see their shadows when they lower their heads. At the same time, it won't let people slip.

Suddenly, Zhou Yu stopped.

His breathing became extremely slow, he lowered his head slowly, and his black eyes remained motionless at the picture reflected on the tiles-a black-haired boy with dark eyes, and a blood-red one walking beside him shadow.

Pursing his lips, Zhou Yu raised his head, did not choose to turn his head to look, but continued to walk forward, as if nothing had happened.

He knew that he was probably sick again.

Anyway, it was fake. As long as these phantoms were not serious enough to kill him like the phantom yesterday, he generally ignored them.

However, things backfired. Just when Zhou Yu walked to the stairs and went downstairs, from the corner of his eye he saw a pale face that was getting closer and closer.

Zhou Yu walked a few steps forward, and unexpectedly found that the phantom had also followed, and the figure became clearer.

This kind of phantom that is getting closer and closer is generally very fierce, and it is a type that will kill him alive and dead.

Blinking his eyes blankly, Zhou Yu raised his schoolbag and smashed it.

boom--

Taking advantage of the phantom being smashed, Zhou Yu quickly opened his legs and slid down the stair railing, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The smashed Phantom slowly stretched out his hand and touched the forehead he had been smashed. The bloody face was still filled with horrible death, but the big blue eyes couldn't help but narrow. At a glance, it seems a bit wronged.