Hell App - Chapter 126

This kind of nausea is hard to describe in words.

If you insist on describing it in plain terms, it is a special lover. division. The people of Fu and Oreo lived in a foreign land, and as a result, the foreign land did not produce these two things.

After many years, this person finally got a chance to see these two foods again.

He opened the package full of joy, couldn’t restrain his excitement, and took a sip almost religiously, but he felt that the taste was not right before he swallowed it. He looked back at the packaging again and realized that he was not eating Kang. division. Fu and Oreo, but “Kang Shuaibo” and “Yueli Yue”, their faces turned green…

What Bai Yan experienced was this extremely disgusting feeling.

Every cell in his body is boiling, and the person in front of him is a fake.

However, reason told him that there was only one Wang Ze in the school.

“Wang Ze.”

“Wang Ze…”

Bai Yan said the name lightly, his voice only flowing between his lips and teeth.

At this time, he also realized that the person he had been waiting for all the time seemed to be related to this name.

That person, his name should be Wang Ze.

“…Not this, but there is only one Wang Ze in the school, where will he be?”

Bai Yan murmured in his heart, always feeling that the person he wanted to meet was not him, so he lost interest in’Wang Ze’.

Although this Wang Ze’s temperament is quite appetizing to him, just by looking at the performance of the students in Class 3, you know that he must have done a lot in Class 3, and the students in Class 3 are so afraid of him.

However, as soon as he saw this familiar and unfamiliar face, Bai Yan lost his interest in starting a conversation.

Bai Yan resisted the desire to vomit. Wang, bowed his head eagerly, and fiddled with the pen with a little dye left.

Seeing that there is still some time before the end of get out of class, Bai Yan started to superfluous, and drew a stool that fell to the ground at the feet of two stickmen, enriching the story.

When Bai Yan finished adding the stools, most of the students had already finished drawing.

The students in the third class began to shake the paper, making Bai Yan tilt his head, seeing them put the paintings on the table near the aisle, so that the teacher could collect them.

However, Bai Yan and the other students know that the art teacher is very bullied. He is as timid as a mouse and does not dare to care about with the students. Up him.

In this process, there is no need to put the painting in this special position.

To say that the students in Class 4 respect the teacher more than they do, and they do so for the convenience of the teacher. Bai Yan absolutely does not believe it.

“What are they going to do?”

Not only for words, all students in Class 4 have this question.

The closer to the end of get out of class, the more nervous the expressions of the students in Class 3. The only ones who weren’t nervous, they consumed double the blood and drew two pictures on the desk.

However, due to excessive blood loss, the faces of these students were very pale, their lips became wrinkled, and unhealthy white skin appeared. However, their faces were pale, but there was a relaxed smile on their faces. They even looked at the students in Class 4 with unkind intentions, muttering words, as if they were cursing something.

“Jingle Bell–”

The bell for the end of get out of class finally rang.

However, one of the two head teachers stood at the front door and the other at the back door. They blocked the classroom tightly so that the students did not dare to leave their seats, so they could only stay on the chairs and honestly wait for the art teacher to come down to collect their homework.

The students all raised their heads to look at the art teacher. This unshaven man stood on the podium shrunkenly, motionless, without any intention of closing the picture.

The students in Class 4 were astonished, but the students in Class 3 knew exactly what it would be like.

The students in Class 4 had never experienced this kind of situation before, and they dared not breathe immediately. They were uneasy and did not know what to do.

In this strange atmosphere, Wang Ze who was sitting by the window moved.

He stood up and walked to Bai Yan’s side in a hurry, then he stopped.

“…”

Bai Yan didn’t look up, but the horror mixed with nausea did not abate.

Across many people, Bai Yan still can’t feel it. Now, Wang Ze was standing next to him, Bai Yan was cold all over, and the feeling of horror was particularly intense.

Bai Yan still didn’t look up, he couldn’t see Wang Ze’s gaze, but there was a sense of danger that he was about to be swallowed up in his abdomen.

His nerves are tense, just like a frog meets a snake, and every nerve of his is clamoring for danger. This is due to human instinct to survive.

However, Bai Yan tried his best to suppress this fear that germinated from deep in his heart. His body trembled slightly, and he slowly raised his head. His light gray eyes looked at Wang Ze unblinkingly.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ze did not look at him, but at his paintings.

Wang Ze stretched out his well-knotted hand and picked up the picture of the red stickman from the table.

Bai Yan immediately understood the behavior of the students in Class 3. They placed the paintings next to the aisle not for the convenience of the teacher, but for Wang Ze to use.

But Wang Ze took away their paintings, and in order to hand in their homework, they naturally had to paint one more. This is why they acted abnormally.

The students in Class 3 would rather paint one more picture, so that they lost too much blood, and did not dare to resist Wang Ze. Wang Ze’s horror is evident.

Bai Yan is not stupid, he knows what he should do now.

The demonstration of the students in class three is his best example.

The girl who was killed by Wang Ze just because of a smile in the morning proved with her life how dangerous it is to offend Wang Ze.

He couldn’t even resist Ning Xiuli, let alone resist Wang Ze.

Bai Yan was very patient, Ning Xiuli hit him, he could endure it for a long time. He should be dormant now and hand in the painting obediently. As long as he is alive, he still has time and opportunities to do a lot…

Bai Yan couldn’t understand this truth better, but facing the person with this face, he was not willing to show weakness in any way.

Bai Yan knew that if he watched for a while, he might lose the courage to resist, but he couldn’t stand his weakness even more than the unknown consequences. So, regardless of his fate, he stood up and snatched the painting from Wang Ze.

Bai Yan was too lazy to think about what Ning Xiuli would do if he couldn’t hand in his homework for a while. He folded the drawing paper in half, and tore the drawing paper to pieces with great effort, tearing the stickman on it to nothing.

After a while, Bai Yan threw the pieces of paper away, and the blooming paper flowers fell from his hands and were swept all over by the autumn wind blowing into the classroom.

Seeing Bai Yan tearing up the painting in public, the students in Class 3 were dumbfounded, and in a flash, there was an uncontrollable whisper——

“That person is crazy, he dare to **** Wang Ze’s painting?”

“Haha, that person is a fool from Class 4, he certainly doesn’t know the fate of offending Wang Ze! It just so happened that he is dead, and Wang Ze will not kill anyone today!”

“Fortunately, the person he chose was not me. When I paint one picture, my blood will drain. When I paint two pictures, I will shed so much blood when I die!”

My ears were full of squeaky sounds, but Bai Yan didn’t hear a single sound.

After tearing off the painting, he was frozen by a cold breath, unable to move.

He watched Wang Ze’s cold and pale hand, firmly clasping his neck.