Mo Shouchen pointed at the boy and said to Su Ya mercilessly.
If the boy had killed the bad students who bullied him, Mo Shouchen would never have killed him, because those people definitely deserved to die.
But the ones he killed in the end were some innocent people, which was a bit too heart-rending, so if he didn't beat him to death and never be reincarnated, Mo Shouchen would feel sorry for the 2000 fear points he spent on upgrading Su Ya.
In addition to the thorns that entangled the boy's arms, several more thorns grew from the ground. These thorny thorns slowly crawled onto the boy's body like pythons, entangled him, and then tightened little by little.
The boy struggled desperately, his expression was very painful, and he was shouting in Dai language, as if he was begging for mercy.
At this time, Mo Shouchen suddenly walked towards the boy. The boy thought that he wanted to let him go, and immediately showed a flattering smile. At the same time, he was thinking about how to take revenge for a while.
What he didn't expect was that Mo Shouchen walked over and picked up the rolling pin he had just thrown away, and then swung it towards the boy's head.
"Let you chase me! Let you force me to get under the table! Let you chop me with a knife!"
The rolling pin hit the boy's head again and again. At this moment, Mo Shouchen was very weak and could not use any strength at all. Therefore, for the boy, these blows were definitely more humiliating than harmful.
Seeing that Mo Shouchen had no intention of letting him go, the boy stopped pretending and yelled at Mo Shouchen with a ferocious face. Just looking at his expression and tone, you knew that he must have used the most vicious words in Dai language.
But Mo Shouchen wasn't angry at all, because he didn't understand it at all.
Gradually, the boy's figure began to become blurry, and it seemed that he might disappear at any time, but when Mo Shouchen picked up the rolling pin again, all the thorns on the boy's body suddenly disappeared.
Faced with such a sudden change, Mo Shouchen was stunned for a moment. He turned around and looked around him, and found that Su Ya had also disappeared. Only then did he remember that his fear level was only enough for Su Ya to play for one minute. He had played too much just now.
I was so invested that I actually forgot about this.
Looking at the boy at this time, although the pain caused by the thorns has not completely subsided, and it can be seen from the flickering figure that he has suffered great injuries, this does not affect his playful and sinister smile.
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He did not take action against Mo Shouchen immediately because he was thinking about the most painful and cruel way to retaliate.
Finally, he thought of a way to make Mo Shouchen's life worse than death. He stretched out his left hand and pinched Mo Shouchen's neck, lifted him up and pressed him against the wall. But just when he was about to take the next step, he suddenly suddenly stopped.
A black shadow flew up from the ground and held his left wrist.
The boy was startled, thinking that the terrible thorns appeared again, but when he saw what was on his wrist, he smiled contemptuously, because what held his wrist was just a severed hand, one that he had chopped off.
Down the severed hands of the innocent.
He cursed in Dai language, seeming to be mocking the severed hand for not knowing what it was and how it dared to resist.
The boy raised the machete to cut off the severed hand, but at this moment another severed hand flew over and grabbed his right wrist, and then one severed hand after another flew up from the ground, and some of them grabbed him
Some of them grabbed his legs, and one even stuck two fingers of a severed hand into his nostrils.
In the past, the boy could get rid of these severed hands in an instant, but he was severely injured by the Thorns of Despair just now, and his strength is no longer what it used to be, so even if these severed hands are very weak, they can temporarily restrain his actions.
At this time, the last severed hand on the ground also flew up. It opened the fingers holding Mo Shouchen's neck, released Mo Shouchen from the boy's hand, and then changed its gesture and pointed in the direction of the door.
After being put down, Mo Shouchen covered his neck and coughed a few times. Then he glanced at the door and found that several severed legs were kicking on the chain lock on the door. The chain lock also became blurry and seemed to disappear at any time.
It seems that what locks the door is not the real chain lock, but the boy's resentment. The boy was hit hard, and the chain lock will naturally be affected.
Seeing what these severed hands and feet had done for him, Mo Shouchen was very moved.
He knew that as long as he walked out of that door, he could leave this study room and escape from the boy's clutches forever, but he left like this. After the boy recovered, what would be the outcome for these people who had lost their hands and feet?
No, we can't just leave like this!
Mo Shouchen's eyes suddenly became tough. He pressed his hand on the black book, and then a handsome man walked out of his shadow.
"Deng Yu, I can only rely on you now!"
Deng Yu nodded to Mo Shouchen, and then walked towards the boy who was restrained by the severed hand, while his body ignited with blazing flames.
Then, he raised his fist and hit the boy hard on the chest.
One punch!
Two punches!
Three punches...
Deng Yu's expression was painful, but this did not affect the strength of his punches at all.
The boy let out painful wails, and his figure became increasingly faint.
Finally, with a "bang" sound, he turned into a ball of black mist and then dissipated in the air.
After the boy's soul was shattered, the scene in the study room suddenly became distorted as if he were in water, and the severed hands desperately gestured to Mo Shouchen to leave quickly.
It seems that this "disappearing study room" is really going to disappear.
Mo Shouchen did not hesitate and rushed directly to the door. The chain lock on the door had long since disappeared along with the boy, and the broken legs had already held the door open for him. He rushed out of the study room without any obstacles.
When he turned back, he found that there was only a wall left behind him and the door to the study room had disappeared.
Looking at the wall that had been painted white, Mo Shouchen let out a long sigh, bowed slightly towards the wall, then turned and left.
Because the side effects of adrenaline have not completely disappeared, and after a thrilling night, Mo Shouchen looked very tired at this time. He walked to the elevator while holding on to the wall, and then took the elevator to the first floor.
There was only one last ghost story left. Mo Shouchen was in a bad state now. He probably couldn't deal with even the most common ghost, so he planned not to alert the hunchbacked night watchman first, and then sneaked out of the No. 4 teaching building.
Say it again.
But when he turned a corner and saw the gate, his hope was completely shattered, because he saw the night watchman blocking the gate and looking at him with a sneer.
The night watchman held a knife in his left hand and a sharpened stick in his right hand. On his back was not a hunchback, but a pale old lady lying on his back...
