Lord Lu's little ancestor is a master of metaphysics

Chapter 313 Giving Too Much
"Who? Who's calling?!"

Zhao Minmin managed to get sleepy, and was about to play chess with Zhou Gong, when he was startled suddenly, a carp sat up straight from the ground.

Looking at Cen Shu in a daze, her face wrinkled together, "Sister Cen, can you let me have a good night's sleep?"

'jingle'

The bell that Zhao Minmin placed next to the pillow rang slightly.

"Ding Zi! How is Ding Zi?" Ye Yuhan was floating on the bedside, looking at Cen Shu anxiously.

Cen Shu looked at the computer expressionlessly, her eyes were slightly cold, and she picked up the phone from the bedside.

"Hello, 110? I want to report that someone in Yucai College killed someone on purpose."

After calling the police, Cen Shu methodically called the emergency center before getting up.

Seeing Cen Shu changing clothes, Zhao Minmin was a little surprised, "It's so late, do you still want to go out?"

"Ah."

Cen Shu opened the sliding door of the balcony and jumped down.

"I'll go!" Zhao Minmin's eyes widened suddenly, are they so fierce?

A gust of cold wind blew, Ye Yuhan couldn't leave Zhao Minmin very far, and could only watch Cen Shu disappear into the night.

"Minmin!" Ye Yuhan floated to Zhao Minmin's side, her voice choked with sobs.

"understood."

Zhao Minmin grabbed a down jacket from the hanger and put it on, imitating Cen Shu and jumping off the balcony.

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"Ma, Teacher Ma... what should I do?"

Wu Shan's hand holding the whip trembled slightly, the whip was covered with blood, his pupils shrank slightly, and his voice was full of bewilderment.

In the narrow room, on Pei Huan's head, bright red blood flowed down his cheeks, flowing more and more.

He was very dissatisfied with Ma Long for interrupting his plan today, so he took his anger out on Ding Zi and Pei Huan, but he didn't use much force.

Who would have thought that the whip would accidentally fall directly on Pei Huan's head.

The pointers are all unique, with a layer of iron on the surface. It hurts to hit people, but it won't leave any obvious marks.

Malone tidied his clothes slowly, and got up, "I don't think the wound is deep. Doesn't the school infirmary still have some medicine? Take some medicine and apply it casually."

Wu Shan froze for a moment, looking at Pei Huan's blood-stained sweater, hesitant. "Mr. Ma, this will not kill anyone, will it?"

Malone pushed the frame of the mirror, with a nonchalant smile on his lips, "Is the life of Yucai Academy still low?"

"And..." Ma Long looked at the pointer in Wu Shan's hand, "If someone dies, Mr. Wu, you should be the one who should be worried, after all, I didn't do anything."

"You!" Wu Shan's face was a little gloomy. Indeed, in Yucai College, the teachers seldom do it by themselves, and they almost let the instructors do it. If anything happens, the instructors will bear all the responsibilities.

When he first applied for an instructor, Wu Shan didn't know the twists and turns. He didn't understand until he saw an instructor accidentally hit a student with a concussion, and the school put all the responsibility on the instructor. But at this time It was too late to get away.

If you want to blame it, you can blame it, Yucai Academy has given too much.

Pei Huan only felt dizzy, red blood flowed into his eyes, and his eyes were full of blood.

Ding Zi covered the wound on Pei Huan's head with his clothes, and his voice was full of fear, "Pei Huan! Don't sleep!"

Soon, all the sweaters on Pei Huan's body were dyed red.

Pei Huan only felt that his eyelids were heavy, and a red spot of light slowly blurred in front of his eyes.

Pei Huan grinned, he, he succeeded.

Is he going to die?
(End of this chapter)