Weird Survival: Get a hundred times stronger at the beginning

Chapter 779 Hunger

Dogleg Zijia became even more enthusiastic: "So what if I spit out again?"

He didn't see Zhang Yong behind him with a gradually serious expression.

"noisy!"

bass!
Before Gouleg Zijia brewed a third mouthful of thick phlegm.

Su Yuan's feet had already appeared on his face.

Bang!
"what!"

Gouleg Zijia flew out and crashed into a poplar tree by the roadside.

The bare poplar tree seemed to be unable to withstand his impact, and shook violently.

This time, everyone around was shocked.

After all, he is still a student, even if he is from the mixed society.

They have never seen such a fierce person.

Kicking people flying more than ten meters with one kick, making a movie, right?

Everyone subconsciously dispersed, leaving Su Yuan far away.

Su Principle looked down at his shoes, then heaved a sigh of relief.

The thick phlegm was all on the face of Gouleg Zijia, and it was clean now.

The dogleg Zijia lying under the poplar tree was no longer noisy, and Mu Duo was purified.

"Enough?"

Zhang Yong came over, he was not too close to Su Yuan, his body trembled a little, Mu Shi was frightened by the kick just now.

"enough?"

Su Yuan glanced at the few people coldly, and put the burden in his hand on the ground.

"Didn't you say I'm arrogant?"

He pinched the knuckles in his hands and made a rattling sound.

"I'm being arrogant! What the hell!"

After speaking, he did not forget to shake the brown coat on his body.

Zhang Yongyin said with a gloomy face, "We've already given up."

"Is it over if you admit cowardice?"

"What do you want?"

The plot takes a sharp turn, and the roles are reversed in an instant.

Su Yuan smiled and walked over to Su.

"Is there a fire?"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yongwen's expression changed: "What do you want to do?"

Su Yuan took out the lighter from nowhere.

He lit the fire and smiled slightly: "Playing with fire."

"stop!"

Zhang Yong wanted to run, but found that his arms were tightly bound by Su.

The students around all showed strange expressions.

No one knew what Su Yuan was going to do.

"Let go of Brother Yong!"

"Let go of Brother Yong!"

Dogleg Zijia was also helped up.

He felt that his face was deformed and his nose was broken, and he grinned in pain.

They called 120 and also called the police.

Goofy Zijia wants to sue him, until this middle-aged uncle goes bankrupt!

You know, there are people in their family in the court.

"Ouch! It hurts, Ouch, let go of Brother Yong! I want to sue you! Sue your whole family! I sue..."

"Sue your mother!"

Su Yuan raised his foot, and the dog-legged Zijia flew out again.

Teng!
The lighter in Su Yuan's hand was lit, and the flame flickered.

"stop!"

Zhang Yong struggled desperately, but his body was as weak as paper.

"What is he doing?"

"Who knows, it's Zhang Yong."

"Who is this man?"

"I don't know, it's not like a school teacher."

"That's right, does the school teacher know about Zhang Yong?"

"He's too arrogant."

"You will suffer."

"stop!"

At this moment, the two guards responsible for school security finally left and returned.

"It's just in time."

Su Yuan smiled.

If he is the one who suffers and gets beaten now.

The doorman definitely won't be back so soon.

"Who are you, let go of our students!"

They turned back to the duty room and rushed out with electric batons in hand.

"No!"

Teng!
The screams were accompanied by a ball of flames, the flames danced, and the scorching air sizzled chaotically.

Su Yuan felt a little hot. He carried the package and took advantage of everyone's ignorance to walk outside the school.

A group of people were left behind, watching Zhang Yong, who would turn into ashes in seconds, was at a loss.

bastard!

Simply unforgivable!
The study room of a two-story compound villa was built by Zhang Yong.

The multicolored glazed lamps on the ceiling in the room were dimmed.

His side face looked shadowy and extremely gloomy.

His thick black eyebrows were huddled together, and his handsome face was a little distorted.

In front of Zhang Yong, stood a black shadow.

"I run slower, I will be eaten by him."

"idiot!"

Zhang Yong glared at the trembling black shadow in front of him.

His anger, like a volcano erupting, was out of control!
The black shadow just trembled and curled up, not daring to look at it.

"Draw him."

Zhang Yong knew that it was useless for him to get angry at it, so he slowly sat back on the chair.

"Yes."

The black shadow nodded and leaned over cautiously.

On the mahogany table are the four treasures of the study, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

With a wave of his hand, the fine rice paper unfolded automatically.

The brush fell into his hand, and the Duan inkstone, one of the four famous inkstones, began to sharpen by itself.

When the inkstone came out, Hei Ying dipped the brush and began to draw on the rice paper.

It became.

The face of an ordinary middle-aged man vividly appeared on the paper.

Like.

It can't even be described as an image, it's almost as if it was taken with a camera.

Meticulous, the lines on the face are clearly visible.

Sombra is comparable to a world-class painter.

Zhang Yong held the portrait and looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't figure out who it was.

If Mao is really stiff, he should know.

Is it from outside?
"Ghost."

"exist."

Suddenly, another black shadow appeared beside him.

"Dare to burn my paper man, impatient to live, bring him back."

"Yes."

The ghost master responded and disappeared.

Zhang Yong was left in the room, as well as the black shadow from before.

"Bah."

Zhang Yong picked up the cigar on the table, wiped it, and took a puff.

"come over."

The black shadow hurried over.

"what!"

The cigar pressed against Soi Ying's body, instantly burning a hole.

……

Su Yuan was walking on the road, thinking about the black shadow who had just escaped.

From the very beginning, he saw the identity of Su.

That's not real Zhang Yong, but a paper man with a ghost hidden inside.

Su Yuan has no habit of causing trouble.

He himself is a zombie, why bother to embarrass a ghost.

But it doesn't think so, and has to do something.

Dogleg Zijia spat at himself, he could see clearly that it was controlled by that ghost.

Otherwise, if the master said to leave, the dog-legged Zijia would not dare to cause trouble.

He burned the shell of the paper man, but failed to deal with the shadow ghost.

Su Yuan was a little unwilling.

"See you next time, I must eat it!"

What the hell!

Su Yuan stopped suddenly.

He took out his phone from his pocket, turned on the camera, and looked at himself seriously.

He actually had the obsession to eat ghosts, "I was affected by the zombie physique."

Gollum.

Thinking of ghosts, my stomach growled instinctively.

"Bah bah bah!"

Su Yuan spit on the ground a few times.

"Fuck!"

He took out his mobile phone, and there were several missed calls on it, all from the people who noted the old man.

The old man is Su Yuan's cheap father in this world.

There is only one mobile phone at home, which is in his father's hands.

It's strange, usually he doesn't take the initiative to contact, and the family won't take the initiative to call.

He dialed the number,
After beeping for a long time, no one answered.

Forget it, maybe I didn't take my mobile phone when I went out, so I'll call again later.

He put the phone away and continued to carry the package.

From the time he got off the bus to this street, there were not many people on the street.

This is the most remote place in Ghost City, Huayang Street.

The punishment shop is here.

Punishment store, punishment system.

Su Yuan smiled.

What a coincidence.

He rented those things here before, including the medal.

(End of this chapter)