Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

He was too lazy to heed his thoughts and his ears were completely inaudible.

When the class bell rang, the English teacher walked in through the door.

She said something about the events of the past few days that appeased the students' fears.

“Teacher, what if the murderer never gets caught? ”

“Yeah, teacher, aren't you on vacation at school? ”

“I was scared to walk on my own this morning, and I wouldn't dare come to school again. ”

English teacher is a gentle woman in her 30s, listening to the students, smiling, “Classmates, it's class time, can we discuss this later? ”

Students' voices went down, but they were individually distracted during the class.

The English teacher's standard pronunciation rang in the classroom, writing a word on the blackboard with chalk from time to time.

When the loud scream and the table collided, the A1 crowd was frightened and a little panicked.

“Quiet, teacher, go out and see what's going on.” The woman standing on the podium turned around and raised her eyebrows slightly.

The whole class silenced down, but listening to the screams coming from over there, there was some chilling behind.

The English teacher quickly walked out, but in a few seconds, she came back.

A pair of shallow-like fingers clasped tightly against the door panel, a face filled with horrors came in from the outside, the curves twisted in the chin were strange and the eyes stared a little large.

“Tick-tock. ”

Fresh red blood flows down the door panel and slowly begins to wind on the ground.

The moment before, a gentle woman's neck was twisted and cut into a deep mark. She stared dead at the whole classroom, her mouth seemed to open slightly to spit out two words.

A sharp axe was pulled out of the flesh and a sound crashed against the door panel.

A strange face came in from above her and a smile appeared on her face, "Hello. ”

Her voice was very sweet, but it gave a chilling feeling.

Students in the classroom looked at her with fear, pupils slightly shrunk and trembled, and then, like before, screams rang in the classroom, the tables collided with each other, all the students messed up, and after competing, they had to go out the back door.

The woman in the red dress walked in with a bloody axe, barefoot and stepped on the ground one after the other, "What are you running for? ”

The woman smiled, chopping off the nearest student to her with a sharp axe, her face splattered with bright red blood, she licked her hands covered in blood, giggled, “Turns out your blood is still hot. ”

Shen Ji white bit his teeth and held Ji Shu's hand tight, squeezing it towards the crowd.

She also said that she wanted to protect her grandson's family and push her aside. She was terrified and desperate to escape the classroom.

“We're going out the front door.” She glanced at the woman coming this way and attached to Ji Shu's ear canal, "she squatted down. ”

The warm breath poured on his ears, bringing up the feeling of crispness and numbness. Ji Shu's mind slightly dispersed until the other party pulled him down to return to God.

Women didn't seem to be in any hurry, stepped on the blood stamp and walked all the way over. Students were stuck in the back door because of the blockage. The more they were afraid, the more they wanted to go out, the more they seemed to panic.