My God Raising Game

Chapter 33 Deadly Silver Needles, A Rain of Blood and Flesh!
Wow!

Fresh blood mixed with bits of flesh and bone fragments splattered down like a torrent, covering the entire wedding hall.

Bangta!

A palm-sized piece of corpse, so badly gnawed by a wild dog that it was impossible to tell which part it belonged to, landed on the table in front of Zhao Zihan.

The splattered blood covered her face.

"what!"

Zhao Zihan screamed and suddenly jumped back.

Bang!

Zhao Zihan tripped over a chair, but she ignored the pain and rushed out in a hurry.

She was completely terrified.

Not only her, but also six or seven other classmates were running outside.

Just as Zhao Zihan was about to leave, the main gate of the Linglongyuan Wedding Hall, as if guarded by two invisible ghost gatekeepers, suddenly slammed shut.

Zhao Zihan rushed over and shoved the door with all her might!

Clang! Clang!
"let me out!"

Zhao Zihan cried out in despair.

The wedding hall is now like a meat grinder, with many students covered in bits of flesh.

vomit! vomit!
Someone started vomiting!
Everyone was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old student. They had never seen such a terrifying scene before. Some people didn't run away, not because they were brave, but because their legs were so weak with fear.

Of course, there were also a few who managed to remain calm and were trying to figure out how to escape.

Seeing the chaos, Tang Weimin's expression changed drastically, and he immediately roared at Zhao Zihan and the others, "All of you, come back and sit down, or I'll kill you!"

If things continue like this, the promotion ceremony will definitely fail.

Zhao Zihan wouldn't listen to anything and kept pushing the door.

Tang Weimin strode over and slapped Zhao Zihan across the face.

This girl was a good student and quite pretty, especially with her long hair, which gave her a literary and artistic air. Tang Weimin usually took good care of her, but now he slapped her face so hard that it was swollen and she lost a front tooth.

"Get back to your seats, all of you!"

Tang Weimin pulled a short knife from his waist and threatened the crowd: "Don't force me to take action!"

"Dongxuan, Xingkun, Jingfu, let's take them down!"

Seeing that Tang Weimin's attention was elsewhere, Zhang Shuai quickly lowered his voice and called to a few of his usual friends. After speaking, he turned to Xu Shuo at the next table and said, "Xu Shuo, call your men, let's go together!"

"it is good!"

Xu Shuo readily agreed, but took no action whatsoever.

He was cunning, hoping that Zhang Shuai would lose his temper and make the first move, so that he could take the opportunity to observe the situation and then play the role of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

"Teacher, please let us go!"

Zhao Zihan pleaded tearfully.

"Teacher, we usually respect you very much, why did you do such a thing?"

Zeng Hong didn't understand at all.

"Teacher, we had dinner together tonight, and you encouraged us to study hard. How did things turn out like this?"

Xu Shaowei tried to win Tang Weimin's heart with their teacher-student relationship.

"Shut up, all of you!"

Tang Weimin's eyes flashed with a sinister glint.

No matter how deep the bond between teachers and students, can it surpass the fragrance of an extraordinary profession?
Once I'm promoted to Matchmaker and enter the ranks of the gods, I can say goodbye to the rules of society and live as I please from now on.

The thought of his wife arguing with him every few days, complaining that he doesn't earn enough, and that he doesn't understand social etiquette or know how to climb the social ladder;
The thought that the director of the academic affairs office was incompetent and only managed to stay in his position by groveling to the principal, while he himself had been teaching diligently for more than ten years and was still just a teacher with no chance of promotion in his entire life, made him feel very sad.
The thought of Zhang Shuai, a complete idiot who couldn't even get into a regular high school but relied on his family background to bully others at a top-tier high school and showed absolutely no respect for him, made it impossible for him to get angry at him...

Tang Weimin's guilt towards these students vanished instantly!

I must become a superhuman!
Otherwise, how can I become someone superior to others?
This is my only chance to turn things around!
"Sit back down!"

Tang Weimin roared at Zhao Zihan.

"Old teacher..."

Zhao Zihan, with tears streaming down her face, still tried to persuade Tang Weimin.

Tang Weimin had lost his patience. He swung the short knife in his right hand and slashed at Zhao Zihan's neck.

Noisy!
Crimson blood spurted out and splattered on the door.

Pfft!
Zhao Zihan fell to the ground, clutching her neck with both hands, her eyes quickly becoming unfocused.

"Fuck it!"

Zhang Shuai muttered something to himself and jumped to his feet.

If Tang Weimin were holding a pistol, he certainly wouldn't dare to make a move, but this mediocre middle-aged man was holding a short knife. Who was he trying to scare?
Tang Weimin glanced at Zhang Shuai, immediately turned his head, and stared at him: "Zhang Shuai, sit back down, or you'll be next to die!"

"Tang Weimin, who are you trying to scare with that broken knife?" Zhang Shuai rallied the crowd: "Don't be afraid, everyone, let's kill him together."

"Heh!" Tang Weimin curled his lip and smiled contemptuously: "Zhao Zihan, go break one of his legs!"

As Tang Weimin gave the instructions, he shook the golden magic bell he had been holding twice.

Ding dong! Ding dong!
Zhao Zihan, whose throat had just been slit and whose body was still warm, stood up from the ground, stared at Zhang Shuai, and walked over.

Because she was covered in blood, which soaked through her hoodie, she looked particularly terrifying.

Upon seeing this, Commander Zhang was completely stunned!
The guys who had stood up with Zhang Shuai quickly sat back down, faster than turtles retracting their heads.

no way!
Tang Weimin didn't have a gun, but he did have a strange golden bell.

"The knife is a broken one, bought for fifteen yuan at the supermarket, but this magic bell is different. With it, I can control the people I kill!" Tang Weimin's voice was calm, with a hint of mockery: "Have you seen zombie movies?"

"That kind!"

Tang Weimin isn't stupid. Without the means to intimidate the entire class, how could he possibly face more than twenty young men in the class all by himself?
"Teacher, I was wrong!" Zhang Shuai completely cowered, quickly taking a few steps back and sitting back down to show his loyalty: "Teacher, I'll do whatever you say!"

Tang Weimin shook the golden magic bell in his hand.

Ding dong! Ding dong!
Zhao Zihan stopped in her tracks.

Tang Weimin had long been unhappy with Commander Zhang.

This scumbag, relying on his district chief father, spends all his time fighting, chasing girls, bullying classmates, and getting into trouble without ever getting away with it. It's outrageous!

Tang Weimin had wanted to teach him a lesson for a long time.

However, in order to complete the promotion ceremony, Tang Weimin decided to wait a little longer until he became the Matchmaker and took the first sacrificial knife.

Zhang Shuai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and said with a fawning smile, "Class teacher, my dad always praises your teaching quality and skill at home!"

"I will definitely listen to you. I will do whatever you say!"

Zhang Shuai was frightened, so he changed his mind and decided to become Tang Weimin's lackey. Although it was shameful, he could survive.

"Teacher, why don't you let it go find someone else?"

A piercing cry drew everyone's attention back.

Everyone turned their heads and saw Xi Tong, the one who had just killed Ning Qian with a needle, standing next to Zhou Yuanhang, looking at him with her big eyes wide open and her chin raised.

"Teacher, my grades are excellent. If I perform well on the day, I'm sure I can get into Tsinghua or Peking University. I won't let you down!"

Zhou Yuanhang was terrified and kept pleading.

He regretted it. He shouldn't have shouted "Quickly find a way to save her" when he saw Ning Qian in trouble. He guessed that was what attracted this little devil.

Little Xitong had been standing there for a while and was getting impatient. Seeing the guest shouting and ignoring it, it looked disgusted, took out a sewing needle, and stabbed it.

"what!"

Zhou Yuanhang cried out in surprise, then felt a sharp pain and numbness in his arm, followed by his forearm swelling up and straining against his clothes.

"Teacher, I don't want to die!" Zhou Yuanhang cried out, "Please spare me!"

"Hold!"

Xu Shuo cursed, his heart filled with anxiety.

Zhou Yuanhang was a very good student, ranking in the top five of his class and occasionally making it into the top ten of the grade. I never expected that he would also be stung by this.

Tang Weimin remained silent and glanced at Xitong.

He was actually more anxious than Zhou Yuanhang. He also wanted to stop the wedding attendant from causing trouble and let the wedding continue, but the problem was that he didn't know how.

This point was not among the precautions the professor mentioned.

Zhou Yuanhang transformed into a human-skin balloon and floated up, finally hovering below the ceiling. A few seconds later...

boom!
Zhou Yuanhang, who had already swollen to a round and plump shape, burst open.

The second torrential downpour of blood and flesh followed.

Even though they had already witnessed this horrific scene, being drenched in blood again still made most people scream in terror.

Only a few people bit their lips tightly, trying their best not to make a sound, no matter how terrifying it was.

They were worried that screaming would attract the little devil.

Jiang Shan stole a glance at Lu Jiuling, who was standing in front of the offering table. He was silently watching everything in the hall, his expression as calm as the surface of a thousand-foot-deep cold pool, without the slightest ripple.

Isn't he afraid at all?
This makes it seem like you're treating a horror movie like a boring educational film.

Lu Jiuling didn't look directly at Xiao Xitong, but observed it out of the corner of his eye, because he wasn't sure if Xiao Xitong would come looking for him if they made eye contact.

"But I'm the groom, it shouldn't be looking for me at this time, right?"

Lu Jiuling recalled the scenes from the first time he saw these adorable children, pondering their behavioral logic.

It went to find the guests, could it be...?

Little Xitong got nothing and was very unhappy. It stood there and stared at everyone.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Everyone immediately lowered their heads to avoid Xiao Xitong's gaze. Li Yinuo and Wang Xingkun even tried to crawl under the table.

"Don't ever look for me!"

"Don't ever look for me!"

Xu Shaowei muttered to herself, praying incessantly.

But it was no use. Little Xitong floated over silently like a ghost and landed beside her.

"It's over!"

Xu Shaowei looked at Xitong's pale face and felt despair. Then, she instinctively turned her head to look at her best friend Feng Xiu next to her.

Feng Xiu covered her head with her hands, lay face down on the table, and trembled.

She dared not have any contact with Xu Shaowei, not even eye contact, because she didn't want that brat to notice her.

Zhou Yuanhang was targeted simply because he shouted something.

"Holy crap, it's Xu Shaowei's turn!"

Looking at Xu Shaowei's enormous breasts, Zhang Shuai shook his head regretfully.

If that brat targets you, no matter how strong you are, you'll still die!
Pity!
I haven't played with it yet!

Seeing her best friend pretending not to see her, Xu Shaowei gave a wry smile and instinctively looked at Lu Jiuling standing in front of the offering table.

(End of this chapter)