Zhang Feng limped towards the head with a gloomy face.

After a long period of activity, the injury to his right shoulder became more serious.

The cracked bones exuded pain that couldn't be ignored, and the stinging pain that penetrated into the bone marrow told Zhang Feng all the time...how serious the injury to his right shoulder was.

Due to a fractured shoulder, Zhang Feng's right arm and hand have completely lost feeling.

Not to mention moving, even simply breathing can cause pain.

However, no matter how painful his body was, Zhang Feng did not stop.

"You saved me once, and I owe you one more time. I will pay you back later." After walking to the head, Zhang Feng stopped beside it and said to himself.

Zhang Feng doesn't like to owe others, especially people he doesn't know very well.

Although Zhao Yijin saved him, to him, she was still just a slightly familiar classmate.

Zhang Feng doesn't know her well...it can be said that his understanding of her is still very superficial.

She just evolved from a popular girl to a somewhat arrogant and venomous girl who is popular.

Well... in a sense, Zhang Feng and his classmates have only met a few times, and the time they spend together is even rarer.

He didn't know what happened to other people. Anyway, he spent most of his time in the dormitory. Except for occasional private meetings with Yan Qianqian... he didn't have much contact with other people.

Originally...he thought he didn't care at all whether his classmates would die.

He even killed classmates in his class.

But...when he actually saw people in his class being killed by "outsiders", he couldn't calm down.

Well, it's similar to a kind of dog-fighting that depends on the owner's mood...

Zhang Feng sniffed the smell in the air, and then carefully observed her broken neck.

Her neck, which was neatly cut off with a laser, stood steadily on the ground, her hair was messy, and her lips were tightly closed.

Zhang Feng learned in school how to identify the time of death of a corpse.

One hour after death!

The corpse will gradually become stiff. The first part of the stiffness is the joint area, and then it will gradually spread. During this period, if you touch the corpse, you will find that you cannot open the mouth, bend the neck, and move the limbs.

Normal people's muscles are elastic because the qi and blood in the body are active. However, after death, all functions lose their vitality. The body will not be completely stiff at first, but it only takes an hour to become stiff.

Almost like ice cubes.

Two hours after death...mortem spots will appear.

At first, the area of ​​​​the corpse spots will not be too large, just small patches. As time goes by, it will become a large area.

What’s interesting is that different ways of death have very different body spots. For those who died due to gas poisoning, the body spots will be cherry red. For those who hanged themselves, the body spots will appear on the lower body, and the color will be purple-red or dark.

Purple red.

Three hours after death!!!

The corpse begins to stink, because from the time the heart stops beating, the cells and microorganisms in the human body begin to carve up the corpse in large quantities, and the odor appears, but it cannot be emitted at first, and it will pass through the mouth after three hours of accumulation.

Emitted from the nose and anus.

People who have smelled it say that the smell of corpse odor is like the smell of rotten eggs plus rotten meat.

Among them...a foreign undertaker described this in detail: At the beginning, there was a licorice smell, mixed with a strong citrus smell. By the middle stage, it tasted like white wine that had been left for a day, and finally

The smell it emits is almost the same as that of salted fish exposed to the sun.

According to the above theory, judging from the blood around her, the texture and color of her skin, and the smell in the air, she had been dead for two or three hours.

"Um?"

Zhang Feng lowered his head and saw that there was a note in her tight mouth.

Zhang Feng hesitated for a moment, then he squatted down with difficulty, pinched her lips open with his left hand, and took out the note.

"Do you like the gift I gave you? Come on, the other person might not be dead yet~ Hehe!"

The messy text is packed tightly onto a small piece of paper. If you look closely, you can see that every word on the paper seems to have been written very hard, probably because the pen's water ejection efficiency is no longer very good.

With just one glance, Zhang Feng recognized that the paper was given to Zhao Yijin by a fake Lu Zihang...

In other words, was it found after killing someone?

"..." Killing is a taunt, right?

After reading the words on the note, Zhang Feng narrowed his eyes, slowly balled up the note with one hand, and held it in his hand.

At this moment, the nature of the problem changed.

Zhang Feng knew that the battles in the script had nothing to do with good or evil, and there was no distinction between right and wrong. Whether it was poisoning, conspiracy, or body searches, they were all normal behaviors.

But after killing someone and then taunting them with their corpse, you deserve to die!!!

To be honest, he is not a good person, but he is quite generous. He usually just writes a small grudge like if you dropped my pencil, then I will stab you.

There are really not many people who can make him miss him.

"It's ironic, isn't it? I've kept this grudge. We failed this time, but if it happens to me next time, I will pay it back a hundredfold."

"Stab it——!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange noise suddenly came from the ceiling. Zhang Feng frowned and subconsciously looked up - a very small mirror was placed directly above the person's head, reflecting his face.

After looking up, Zhang Feng saw his current appearance in the mirror.

In the mirror, his whole body was covered with bugs, his healthy skin had turned purple, and every hair on his head was moving wildly and turned a dead gray color.

It was obvious that he was terminally ill.

Zhang Feng took a breath and then clenched his fists.

I'll go. Is this okay?

You can really trick people anytime, right? Sure enough, the heart that plays with your brain is dirty.

Then, he subconsciously looked at his palm, and within a second, he put his eyes on his wrist.

I saw an insect as thick as a chopstick, like a flexible little snake, swimming happily in his body. From time to time, it would bite his wrist and stick its head out to greet him cordially.

Okay, now I don’t have to run away even if I want to.

At this point, he already knew what his outcome would be. Whether he ran away now or hid and survived, the final outcome... was probably death.

Not to mention how he would use his remaining means to deal with the various monsters in the kindergarten. Based on his infection value alone, he would not survive tomorrow.

If you think about it carefully, he has broken quite a few rules without knowing it, and his infection level is probably off the charts.

Putting this aside, after he escaped, the opponent spent the night repairing it. It was not easy for the remaining people to deal with him who was physically disabled and mentally strong.

In other words, if he goes, he will die, and if he does not go, he will die.

What a good plan, let him die openly...

It seems that the people in these other classes are quite interesting.

"I would like to see who is so awesome." Zhang Feng laughed angrily, shook his head, shook his left shoulder, and made some mental preparations for himself.

Even if you know you won't really die, taking the initiative to die... is quite uncomfortable, but at least it is better than hiding like a dog and then being found and killed.

However, he still needs to make some preparations before that.

Zhang Feng was not in a hurry to find trouble with certain people. He dragged his seriously injured body and walked into a classroom casually.

Carefully, Shirley, who had been unconscious, was stuffed into the hole in the table.

At any rate, she had helped him a lot, so he wouldn't let her go with him if it cost him his life.

"Oh, fortunately, I gained a lot this time. I took six or seven supernatural objects. Otherwise, I would have really lost a lot."

Zhang Feng muttered to himself as he put away the supernatural objects on his body, leaving only the shotgun.

Once he leaves, he has only one goal - to kill people.

His bullets were only enough to kill one person, and the other supernatural objects couldn't help much, so he simply put them away to avoid being exposed after death.

Here I have to mention the negative teaching material Lu Zihang.

It was precisely because he did not put the kitchen knife away when he died that it fell into the hands of the enemy.

You must know that the supernatural objects obtained in the current copy are ownerless objects and can be robbed.

Only the supernatural beings that follow you back to school will be imprinted. To put it simply, the wife in the script can be NTRed in person, and only the one you take home can become a qualified RBQ!!

"Tsk... there are too many miscellaneous supernatural objects. I will have to pick them up and sell them when I get back."

Zhang Feng let out a "tsk" sound, shouldered the shotgun with one hand, opened the safety hammer, and walked out of the classroom with determination.
Chapter completed!