Chapter 272

The headmaster looked pale at the wall, with fear in his eyes, "ah ~ no ~ don't come here ~"

The policemen guarding him looked at each other.

"What's going on?"

"Is this crazy?"

"Can't it... His psychological quality is so poor? Is he the headmaster?!"

"What do you expect a headmaster who only knows how to do that?"

"Also ha! What if this scum is crazy?! deserve it!"

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"Ah ~ please don't come here ~" the headmaster was unkempt and his eyes were full of fear.

The principal's pupils widened and saw the white figures floating around screaming.

The white figure gradually floated close to him, revealing a ferocious face. It was a bloody face. It approached the headmaster, and the corners of its lips seemed to have a smile. "Uncle headmaster, I can talk! Are you happy?"

"Ah --!" the headmaster kept screaming. His bloody face reminded him of a girl who died in the school. Her name was Mengmeng.

The headmaster remembered that it was a girl who was extremely disobedient. She was finally pushed downstairs by him to die. It was like this when she died. Her face was blurred and could not tell what it was.

"Uncle headmaster, let me ask you something!" the face seemed to be smiling, but the bloody face looked particularly ferocious.

The headmaster covered his ears, closed his eyes and kept shaking his head. It seemed that he wanted to expel the figure from his mind. His breathing became faster and faster. The more he didn't think about it, the deeper the figure in his mind.

"Headmaster uncle ~" the figure grabbed the headmaster's neck, and his tone was naive, "why don't you speak?"

"Ah ~" the headmaster's eyes were full of fear and horror, "please, let me go ~ cough..."

The two policemen looked at the man who pinched his neck and looked at each other with fear in his eyes.

"I'm afraid it's really crazy!"

"I'm afraid I've done a lot of bad things!"

"Otherwise, how can you just stay here and go crazy?!"

The two men looked at the headmaster, sneered and scolded: "deserve it!"

The white figure seemed to gradually loosen the headmaster's neck.

"Cough..." the headmaster coughed twice and looked at the bloody face. His eyes were still frightened and a trace of happiness.

"Uncle headmaster ~" the white face seems to be fading away, "Uncle headmaster, you said you asked me to come to you every day. Mengmeng is obedient..."

The principal's pupils are wide open. Come to him every day?!

"Ah --!" there was another scream. The headmaster seemed to see those girls who had been violated coming towards him, step by step, with a pure smile on each face and a knife in his hand.

"Please ~"

"Please let me go ~"

"I didn't mean it... I didn't mean it..."

"Ah --!"

The headmaster was worried every day. It seemed that when he saw anything, he thought he was going to kill him. They all wanted to kill him.

It's hard to live in fear. The headmaster wants to commit suicide. But every time he commits suicide, something will come out to stop him.

The headmaster realized that the most terrible thing is not to die, but to live.

The headmaster regretted countless times and slapped himself in the face. If he was given another chance, he would never do it again.

But his awakening at this time had no effect.