Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　Accompanied by whispers in a low voice, it seemed that some invisible and terrifying thing had descended in the classroom, circling and circling around the four people who were playing the game.

　　It ended up being thrown into the plate in the middle of the table.

　　Zizi!

　　The next second, the plate that was gently held down by the four slowly turned.

　　"Come on! Don't open your eyes. Do you know how to ask questions clockwise from me?"

　　Feeling such a ponytail girl said excitedly.

　　After listening to her words, the other students responded in succession, but only Lin Hun had a different feeling at this time.

　　He could feel the coldness and malice coming from his fingertips.

　　These malice have been thickened to the level of a curse.

　　These curses will turn into thick malice, entangling players who play Disc Fairy.

　　Gradually absorb the surrounding negative emotions, and finally turn into a deadly element, which explodes directly.

　　but……

　　"This guy... so weak!"

　　In Lin Hun's perception, this Die Immortal, who was in contact with his fingertips, seemed to be able to suppress it with just one finger.

　　feel so.

　　Lin Hun pondered for a moment, then pressed his fingers hard to press the spinning disc fairy.

　　click!

　　A soft sound.

　　It was so clear in the silent classroom.

　　In an instant, the classroom, which was originally just exuding a faint chill, became as cold as a severe winter.

　　"Student Xiaolin, you did it."

　　With countless echoes of questioning ringing in his ears, Lin Hun opened his eyes, looked at the blood-red dish fairy (bfdd) who was being held down by him, the illusory figure that was already surrounding him, and smiled.

　　"Call me Teacher Lin."

　　The wires at the fingertips trembled constantly, and a trace of blood-red liquid flowed out from the gap of Die Xian, dyeing the black paper with twisted red marks.

　　"And the terrible game like Die Xian is not something you students can play. I have confiscated this thing."

　　The grip of the inextinguishable overflowed with terrifying heat, and under the suppression of the grip of the inextinguishable, the blood-colored plates that concealed the treacherous opened gaps and almost shattered on the spot.

　　Lin Hun felt the half-dead Die Immortal being tossed by the grip of the inextinguishable, and reached out to catch it.

　　Wrap the black paper on the table into a ball.

　　He sealed the inner dish fairy and stuffed it into his backpack.

　　"do not go!"

　　Seeing Die Xian being kidnapped, the resentment students in the classroom showed panicked expressions.

　　It's different from Class 1 in 6 year, which was suppressed by Lin Hun.

　　These guys have transferred the sustenance of their own existence from the dead resentment scissors to Lin Hun.

　　It will not disappear because the Grievance Scissors are collected by Lin Hun.

　　The students of Year 1, Class 1, the meaning of existence is to play disc fairy with others.

　　If Die Xian was taken out of the classroom.

　　Then there is only one way to wait for them to dissipate.

　　The old school has the rules of the old school.

　　The existence of the first grade is all kinds of ghost games.

　　As long as the game can be played, they can exist.

　　If the game stops, their presence disappears.

　　This is the tragedy of these students.

　　They are just a bunch of poor bastards who provide material for the game.

　　"Ok?"

　　Looking at the student who blocked the door of the classroom, tears streaming from his eyes, Lin Hun raised his hand and scratched his head.

　　"It's hard for me to do things like you."

　　Raise your fingers and bring your index and middle fingers together.

　　The death grudge scissors wrapped in blood light flew out from the side of his backpack, and quickly rotated into a knife wheel flashing with blood light, swimming beside him.

　　"Teacher, I don't want to use violence."

　　"Step aside!"

　　The last slam drinking has used the ability of absolute communication.

　　Something called majesty radiates in the voice.

　　Even the treacherous is hard to resist.

　　unnoticed.

　　The students who were blocking the classroom door stepped aside.

　　They looked at Lin Hun who walked out step by step, with fearful expressions on their faces.

　　at this moment.

　　They seem to have seen a more terrifying existence than the treacherous ones above.

　　boom!

　　The classroom door was pushed open, and Lin Hun left the classroom.

　　The students in Year 1, Class 1, as he left, were scattered like dandelions blown by the wind and turned into shreds of light in the sky.

　　The shavings didn't dissipate.

　　Instead, it became a small spot of light.

　　Throwing it into some of the paper plates of Die Xian in Lin Hun's backpack.

　　A point of light becomes a word.

　　Each point of light is a student.

　　The entire class had already been packed and taken away by Lin Hun.

　　There isn't one left.

　　"One class per year...The strategy is complete!"

　　Lin Hun grinned as he felt the backpack that had become a little heavier.

　　The treacherous harvest of a class made him feel happy.

　　But when he wanted to try to attack a few more classes, he suddenly felt a flash before his eyes, and he had already appeared outside the door of 114 Middle School.

　　[Your working hours are over, and you have been expelled from the dead campus. 】

　　Standing at the entrance of No. 114 Middle School, Lin Hun looked at the gradually brightening sky.

　　Only then did he realize that it was already dawn. .

Chapter 126

　　"finally found you."

　　A voice suddenly remembered, making Lin Hun come back to his senses.

　　He turned around and saw a familiar figure.

　　"Are you... Yan Wan?"

　　Although his face was much paler, Lin Hun recognized the woman who had invited him at a glance.

　　And from this woman, Lin Hun smelled a familiar smell.

　　Ghostly taste.

　　"Has she also gained a strange power?"

　　With the authority of urban legend, Lin Hun's existence cannot be detected by ordinary people, and even surveillance facilities cannot capture his location.

　　But this permission cannot block the perception of players with treacherous power-.

　　The fact that Yan Wan was able to see him showed that she had also gained a strange power.

　　It's just that I don't know whether the power she has obtained is strong or weak.

　　Lin Hun glanced at the leaderboard.

　　I found that the top ten did not have her name, and I instantly made a judgment.

　　She is weak.

　　"Is there anything you need?"

　　For Yan Wan, Lin Hun didn't feel anything.

　　Although the other party is an organization person, to him, the other party is no different from other passers-by.

　　The strength has reached his level.

　　The world's rich and powerful have no deterrence or temptation for him.

　　In his opinion, these boring things are as boring as children playing at home.

　　"........."