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Chapter 683 Play, play, play to death!

Liu Boyang pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Don't really use a poop stick, just find a similar mop stick."

"Okay" Cui Guodong walked out with a smile.

He Juxiong was crying without tears. He never dreamed that he would be as miserable as he was now. Such a cold weather actually made him run around the house shirtless looking for mosquitoes. Three of his fingers were broken off by Liu Boyang.

It was as swollen as a radish. I don’t know how much it hurts. His right eyeball was so bloody that he couldn’t see anything at all. Even his head was kicked by Liu Boyang. If he could catch mosquitoes in this state,

, Liu Boyang will really believe in evil in the future. Comrade Guodong's requirements are still relatively high. He wants to live rather than die. This is a living torture.

But He Juxiong didn't know whether it was because he was smart, he was confused for a while, or something, but he actually stupidly believed it, and he concentrated on looking for mosquitoes everywhere, just like a funny clown. Although his shabby house was dirty and messy, with socks and garbage everywhere, but now after all

Winter has already entered, and I don’t even know if there are ten mosquitoes in the house. He is very optimistic and positive...

The blame for all this can only be attributed to his own misfortune. When all the teachers and students in the school were in class, he dragged the female students to the staff dormitory to have sex. There was not even a bird feather around. Don't expect anyone to be there.

Will come to save him

Liu Boyang and Gao Zhenfei couldn't help but laugh. They looked at the stupid He Juxiong. This guy was really awesome when he was arrogant, but how could he be so hopeless when he was a fool? He deserved to die...

——

He Juxiong was so stubborn at this time that he was really sure that Liu Boyang and the others would let him go if he caught ten mosquitoes. He didn't even think about resisting. He regretted that he shouldn't have taken off his coat just now.

As a result, my whole body is numb from the cold and I can't even catch mosquitoes.

A minute later, Cui Guodong came back with a broken mop stick. As soon as he entered the door, he saw He Juxiong jumping around the house like a big idiot to tease mosquitoes. He resisted the urge to laugh and asked coldly:

"You are very motivated. How many have you caught?"

"Not even one," Liu Boyang answered for He Juxiong.

Cui Guodong's face darkened, and he raised his eyebrows and asked, "How many times did you take action?"

Gao Zhenfei said: "Not once"

With a "pop" sound, Cui Guodong picked up the stick and whipped it hard, hitting He Juxiong on the back like a whip. He Juxiong screamed like a pig, covered his back and jumped three feet high, rolling around on the ground like a big monkey.

Scratching and scratching, a clear red mark instantly appeared on the back, grinning and "hissing" incessantly, the pain was so painful that I wished I could hit him with a sharp point to kill him.

"Do you feel good?" Cui Guodong walked over with a stick and asked him

He Juxiong was so painful that he was sweating and speechless.

"I'm asking you if you feel good." Cui Guodong slammed the stick on the ground.

He Juxiong said hurriedly: "It's cool, it's cool."

"It feels so good to find you as soon as possible. There are less than three minutes left. Do you really not want to live anymore if you waste your time?"

He Juxiong wanted to cry but had no tears. Cui Guodong, a domineering and bully-level director, had been tortured into such a bear-like state. The sixth son was considered to have accomplished his merits. He Juxiong quickly got up and limped back to look for mosquitoes, but his backbone was burning and numb, and he lost consciousness.

I am more relaxed than before, and my ears can no longer even hear the mosquitoes...

With a "pop" sound, Cui Guodong's second stick struck down again, still hitting the back. Director He then bounced up like a boiled toad, touched his back randomly, howled, and fell to the ground in pain.

Rolling on the ground desperately, it's like crying for father and mother. It's such a cold weather, being hit by such a strong stick, the feeling is really overwhelming...

"We still have two and a half minutes to get up," Cui Guodong said coldly.

"No, I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore... Just let me rest for a while..." He Juxiong said weakly with his eyes down.

With a "pop" sound, Cui Guodong's third stick hit his shoulder hard again. He Juxiong jumped up in pain and hugged his arms to call his ancestors. In ancient times, slave owners tortured slaves or farmers uncles drove mules. This was probably the case...

Two and a half minutes passed quickly. For He Juxiong, this short period of 150 seconds was like a year. It was worse than going to hell and rolling a frying pan. By the end of Cui Guodong's fight, He Juxiong was already lying on the ground wheezing.

I was squirting white air, and there were scarlet stick marks all over my body.

Cui Guodong squatted down with a smile and said: "Lao He, you can't do it. You haven't caught a single mosquito for so long, so you can't blame me."

He Juxiong finally understood. He should not have kept that one-tenth-thousandth fantasy before and gritted his teeth and said: "You kid is playing with me."

Cui Guodong opened his eyes exaggeratedly and said in surprise: "Wow, you became so smart in an instant. Why did it make me a little uncomfortable to react?"

He Juxiong asked hysterically: "What do you want?"

Cui Guodong sneered and said nothing. Liu Boyang came over and said, "Whose surname is He? Every injustice has its owner. You are here today because of your own fault. Don't blame me for not believing in evil. I can turn into a evil ghost at any time in the future."

Come to me, I don’t care if you are a human or a ghost, I will accompany you to the end of Guodong——"

He Juxiong heard the meaning of Liu Boyang's words. He wanted to kill someone and silence him. He was so frightened that his blood ran cold. He suddenly exploded and pushed Cui Guodong away with all his strength. He yelled "Fuck you" and got up and pulled out his legs.

He ran away, but before he could reach the door, Gao Zhenfei grabbed his hair and pulled him back. He aimed a knife at his neck and knocked him unconscious.

Liu Boyang looked at He Juxiong indifferently on the ground, and said to Cui Guodong and Gao Zhenfei: "Be smart and don't leave any clues."

Cui Guodong snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "Haha, no problem, it's on me and Brother Da Fei." He squatted down and dragged He Juxiong with both hands. He frowned and complained as he dragged him out of the door: "Damn, this guy is really awesome.

Damn it’s heavy”

Gao Zhenfei followed Cui Guodong out of the door and said to Liu Boyang: "Brother Yang, go ahead and wait for us. I'll call you when it's done."

"Okay" Liu Boyang nodded.

——

In the principal's office

Liu Boyang has been gone for so long and there is still no news, which really makes Zheng Yuanlong uneasy. He paces back and forth in the office with his hands behind his back, looking up at his watch from time to time. It has been twenty minutes. It has been twenty minutes. Where has that kid Liu Boyang gone?

Where? Did you really go to the dormitory area at the back? Did you find He Juxiong?

The old man was going crazy with anxiety. The more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself for not telling Liu Boyang everything so hastily. What if something really happened? The school couldn't stand the trouble anymore.

After thinking about it, the old man finally secretly made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and planned to go out to find Liu Boyang. But as soon as he reached the door, he heard the door being opened with a bang, which startled him, and then he saw Liu Boyang walking away in a menacing manner with an angry face.

He came in and shouted to him: "Old man, you are lying. He is not there at all."
Chapter completed!
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