There are three entrances and exits to the gymnasium.

In addition to the usual entrance door, there are two much smaller opening and closing doors on both sides.

As the screams and chaos grew, many people rushed to the small door and tried to open it.

Xia Yanzhen would definitely not make a mistake in a place like this. He had locked the door outside before coming in.

The only entrance and exit now is the door behind him.

Now Xia Yanzhen is standing here, and there is a corpse cut into two parts. He is very intimidating, and no one dares to approach.

Xia Yanzhen didn't speak, and stood silently, watching the "farce" in front of him.

The chaos lasted for several minutes before finally stopping.

Only some suppressed sobs remained.

There are also many people who are almost deprived of oxygen and gasping for breath because of the violent actions just now.

"Very good." Xia Yanzhen clapped his hands twice, making the surroundings quieter, and walked to the stage on the other side.

As he left, no one dared to approach the door here due to the threat of the corpse.

"Clean up and spread out a little. Didn't you see that you stepped on your companions?"

Xia Yanzhen gave instructions as he walked, "Hold them up and lean against the wall, yes...that's right. Are all your usual drills in vain? There is actually a stampede."

"Rukawa Eleven..."

Muffled voices sounded from the crowd.

At this time, someone recognized that the murderer turned out to be Rukawa Eleven, a student of Kanna High School.

However, recognition did not make the scene easier, but made it even more depressing.

Especially the classmates, represented by Takashi Nimura, could barely stand.

Sure enough, revenge is coming!

It's much more intense than everyone imagined.

There is a microphone on the stage in the gymnasium, and various ceremonies, such as the entrance ceremony, are held in this place.

Xia Yanzhen walked over, turned on the equipment on the edge of the stage, and picked up the microphone: "I would also like to ask everyone to stand in class units as in previous meetings. I will give you one minute."

After touching his clothes, Xia Yanzhen shook his head with regret as he didn't have a gun and couldn't provide a stronger deterrent.

A kidnapper or something like that, if you don't cooperate with a gun, you'll always feel like you're in trouble.

Firearms can fully exert a deterrent effect in the mission world with a modern social background.

Pointing a gun at the head of a gangster might make them hit it with their head, but more likely, it would make them tremble.

If you take a sword, it will probably only make them laugh wantonly.

Until blood splashed on his face.

"After this mission is over, let's go to Exchange Street and get a gun." Xia Yan really thought that having a gun in hand would make communication and other things much easier.

Although there was no gun this time, there was the deterrent of a corpse.

The effect is good.

A group of students took their positions one after another.

"The head teachers went to stand in front of their respective classes and counted the number of people." Xia Yanzhen said, "Other faculty and staff also came to the stage."

There is a class teacher-like existence in Yingri High School, called Mr. Ren.

Xia Yanzhen kept giving orders.

The chaotic scene became orderly.

After seeing everyone standing, Xia Yanzhen said: "Count the number of people. If there are any deficiencies, raise your hands."

After a few minutes, the head teachers of several classes raised their hands.

"Let's talk about who is missing, starting from lower grade group A, to group B, and then to upper grade, in this order." Xia Yanzhen said.

After a headcount, a total of four students were missing.

There is no need to discuss the person who was injured and leaning against the wall.

"Nakayama Ryosuke is not here, where has he gone?" Xia Yanzhen asked. Among the four students who were absent, there was also the strong man Nakayama Ryosuke.

"Uh..." the head teacher hesitated and said, "He may have been questioned."

"Asking?" Xia Yanzhen frowned, "Please make it clear."

The benefits of firearms can be reflected at this time.

A single pointing of a gun can make many people have excellent memories, quick thinking, and clear speech.

Unlike now, even if Xia Yanzhen pulled out the Burning Blood Sword and cut cracks on the ground, it would still feel strange.

The nature of the performance outweighs the feeling of intimidation.

"He seems to be Juvenile Delinquent A." The head teacher did not hide it.

"Huh?" Xia Yan was stunned for a moment.

That unlucky guy A is actually Nakayama Ryosuke?

Was he affected by the foreign object and ran directly to Junpei Matsushita, and ended up getting shot?

"It's really possible."

Being affected by the strange power of foreign objects will indeed do all kinds of crazy things.

Maybe Nakayama Ryosuke was caught later putting that whip corpse behind.

"pity."

Normally, Xia Yanzhen could take this opportunity to escape, but Xia Yanzhen has embarked on a completely different path with a completely different style of painting.

"Young criminal A, I killed Matsushita Junpei."

The words he spoke caused the stadium to fall into absolute silence.

"When you go out, remember to explain the situation to the police." Xia Yanzhen said, "My achievements cannot be taken away by others."

"You regard this as merit?!" A teacher couldn't help but speak and glared at Xia Yanzhen.

"hehe."

Xia Yanzhen laughed, "I said that all I killed were actually monsters. You must not believe it, but it doesn't matter."

That's all he cares about.

It's not the real world.

The Dream Apostles are passers-by in the mission world. Regardless of the situation of appearing in the same mission world again, they can completely become citizens of the motherland.

With the crescent moon in the sky, you can do whatever you want - if you have enough strength.

"Ishihara Mai is not here, don't you, as the head teacher, not care about it?" Xia Yanzhen looked at another Apostle of Dreams, the unparalleled head teacher in the world.

"She asked for leave." The head teacher could only say this.

When others ask for leave, can he still take care of things?

"Forget it." Xia Yanzhen no longer cares about these trivial matters and depends on fate, "I will now select some lucky hostages to release."

"Let it out?"

"Nonsense, how can I tell the outside world about my appeal without releasing it? By the way, I will line up to hand in my mobile phone later." Xia Yanzhen said, "Starting from the first year group A, including the relevant teachers, all come forward."

A group of people didn't understand what Xia Yanzhen was going to do.

Faced with this weird and cruel scene, we can only do as we are told.

Students from the first year group A lined up and got on the stage one after another.

Xia Yanzhen casually took the mobile phones they handed over and threw them aside, confirming that those people were foreign objects.

"You...stand to the left." Suddenly, Xia Yanzhen said to a student.

He couldn't hear the other person's heartbeat, it was a foreign object.

The foreign object didn't resist and walked to the other side to stand still.

Soon, Xia Yanzhen found out that one class had a foreign object, and the rest of the students and teachers were all normal people.

"Okay, you will be released by me as lucky hostages." Xia Yanzhen's words made these people look uncontrollably relaxed.

"Remember to call the police after you go out, and ask the police to bring a meal. I want high-end cuisine, very high-end kind. I'm hungry." Xia Yanzhen said, "Now, you can leave."

"real?"

"Well, really, let's go before I change my mind. Others, don't move. You are obedient and have a chance to become a lucky hostage, but if anyone wants to escape early, or wants to be a hero-"

Xia Yanzhen's cold voice echoed in the gymnasium, and the Burning Blood Sword suddenly appeared.

He held it in his hand and slashed it to the side.
To be continued...