His small mind was too dull to pay attention to, and his ears were completely ignored.

When the bell rang, the English teacher came in from the door.

She talked about the events of the past few days and calmed the students' fear.

"Teacher, what if the murderer can't be caught all the time?"

"Yes, teacher, isn't the school holiday?"

"I am afraid of walking this morning. If I go on like this, I dare not come to school."

The English teacher is a gentle woman in her thirties. When she heard the students' words, she said with a smile, "students, it's class time now. When we are free after class, can we have a good discussion?"

The voice of the students' discussion went down, but some of them were absent-minded in class.

The English teacher's standard pronunciation sounded in the classroom, occasionally chalked a word on the blackboard.

When the shrill scream and the table collision sound sounded, the people in class A1 were scared and some were flustered.

"Be quiet, teacher. Go out and see what's going on." The woman on the platform turned and frowned slightly.

The whole class was silent, but listening to the scream from the other side, there was a chill behind.

The English teacher went out quickly, but in a few seconds, she came back.

A pair of fingers like green onion tightly grip the door panel, the face full of frightful expression pokes in from the outside, the curve of jaw is very strange, the eyes stare a little big.

"Tick tock."

The bright red blood flowed down from the door panel and began to wind slowly on the ground.

A moment ago, the gentle looking woman's neck was twisted and cut into a deep mark. She was staring at the whole classroom, and her slightly open mouth seemed to spit out two words.

The sharp axe was pulled out of the flesh and blood and banged against the door.

A strange face poked in from above her, with a smile on it, "hello."

Her voice is very charming, but it gives a shudder feeling.

The students in the classroom looked at her with fear, and her pupils shrank and trembled. Then, the same scream sounded in the classroom. The desks collided with each other, and all the students were in a mess, scrambling to get out of the back door.

The woman in the red dress came in with a bloody axe. She barefoot and stepped on the ground one blood mark after another

While laughing, the woman cut the nearest student who couldn't walk with a sharp axe. The bright red blood splashed her face. She licked her hands full of blood and giggled, "so your blood is still hot."

Shen mubai bit his teeth, took Jishu's hand tightly and squeezed into the crowd.

Sun Jiazhi, who originally said he wanted to protect her, pushed her aside and tried to escape from the classroom.

"Let's go out through the front door." She took a look at the woman coming towards this side, attached to Ji Shu's ear and said, "squat down."

Warm breath sprinkled on the ears, with a crisp numb feeling, Ji Shu's mind slightly scattered some, until the other party pulled him down, only to return to God.

It seems that the woman is not worried at all. She steps on the blood mark all the way. Some students are stuck in the back door because of the blockage. The more they want to go out, the more flustered they are.

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