Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Minds

　　Although most of the students in this class are bad boys full of resentment.

　　But Lin Hun didn't feel bad about them.

　　After all, there are too few children like Yuhui and Abin who can maintain a trace of kindness in such a twisted place as the old campus.

　　Moreover, these students with dark emotions in their hearts are more nutritious for the soul locust, which is more suitable for the growth of the soul locust.

　　"Boss, how did you do it?"

　　The voice of exclamation sounded, and Lin Hun saw that Bai Jie was opening his mouth wide, and looked at the crowd of students with a shocked expression.

　　As the teacher of the dead school.

　　She knew too much about the urine of Dead Academy.

　　Anyone who enters that school will be bound by that school and will be arranged to suffer in various positions.

　　She never thought that someone could take people out of this school.

　　Also brought out so much.

　　It's outrageous!

　　"I'm the headmaster of No. 114 Middle School now. It's not too much to take some students out for a walk."

　　With a grin, Lin Hun took out the teacher's love from his backpack, and the grievance crystals dropped by Gao Yi.

　　"I got something from school and gave it to you 々々."

　　"This is……"

　　Looking at the grievance crystal, Zhong Shang Gaoyi's twisted and screaming face, Bai Jie's face showed a complicated expression.

　　Anger, resentment, pleasure and gratitude.

　　The turbulent emotions made the white dress on her body stained with a touch of blood, and on the skin as smooth as a peeled egg, dense black and red meridians also bulged.

　　"It turns out that what the principal left behind, I think it suits you better."

　　Putting the crystal of resentment in Bai Jie's hands, and handing the teacher's love to her, Lin Hun smiled slightly and said.

　　"As for how to deal with these things, that's your problem, don't let me down."

　　"…………thanks."

　　Holding the crystal of Gao Yi's resentment and feeling the faint panic coming from it, Bai Jie took a deep breath, and the meridians floating on her face gradually disappeared.

　　But her skirt was still blood red.

　　"Go."

　　With a wave of his hand, Lin Hun turned and left.

　　How Bai Jie will deal with Gao Yi's grievance crystals, that's her problem.

　　Lin Hun didn't want to intervene.

　　He has more important things to do.

　　Back to his room.

　　Lin Hun took out the dish fairy from the backpack.

　　He put the black and bloody paper shop table on the table, and took out the blood-colored plate with a lot less cracks and placed it in the middle of the paper.

　　Biting his finger, he dripped a drop of blood on the plate.

　　After watching the blood-colored plate quickly absorb his own blood, Lin Hun said.

　　"I won't talk to you anymore, tell me where to find the pedestal for building the 'door'."

　　There used to be a door in Moon Bay, but because of his advanced quest, that door has been destroyed and can no longer be used.

　　The Despair Canvas was able to leave the coordinates of the door though.

　　But this thing can only be used by himself, and can only mark one coordinate.

　　For his private scenes, it doesn't act as reinforcement.

　　Therefore, building the gate is a necessary step.

　　This, together with the door to the world of the dark side, is the key to making the scene stronger.

　　Hiss!

　　The cracks on the plate that absorbed Lin Soul's blood were quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

　　The repaired blood-colored plate ran automatically, quickly moved to a text, and stopped.

　　Lin Hun saw the black arrow on the blood-colored plate, and the word pointed to was a blood-red "No".

　　The plate stayed on the word for three seconds, started moving again, and stopped again.

　　The stop position this time is the word "enough".

　　After stopping for three seconds, the blood-colored plate moved back to the middle of the black paper and stopped moving.

　　"Ha ha."

　　Looking at the answer given by Die Xian, Lin Hun smiled.

　　He smiled with blue veins on his forehead.

　　He stood up and left the room silently.

　　After a while, he returned to this room.

　　It's just that this time he came back with the Yuye Butcher's Knife in his hand.

　　".〃The gadgets are also playing with flowers for me. It seems that you haven't realized who the boss is."

　　Holding the Yu Ye Butcher's Knife in both hands, aiming at the plate of Die Xian, Lin Hun raised his hand to stab the greedy guy in the opposite direction. The plate that was not moving started to move quickly again.

　　[Without blood, my strength is not enough for the answer to the question of divination]

　　【Forgive your life】

　　This time, Die Xian was very fast, and he only hesitated a little in each word for Lin Hun to write down, but the meaning it expressed was very clear.

　　The desire to live is very strong.

　　"So I still misunderstood you?"

　　Holding the Yu Ye Butcher's Knife and scratching on the bloody plate, Lin Hun's expression was icy cold as he watched the plate making trembling sounds.

　　"What if you lied to me?"

　　【Don't dare】

　　【I was wrong】

　　A group of Die Xian counseled, constantly apologizing.

　　Seeing it behave like this, Lin Hun thought about it and put away the knife.

　　"A few drops."

　　His own blood is a big supplement to Wei Wei, and he knew this from the time he used his blood to paint the blood gate.

　　But he didn't expose this secret at will, he didn't want to be the Tang monk meat in the treacherous eyes.

　　That would be too deadly.

　　He will only use his blood a little for the treacherous or cursed items he needs.

　　【Five drops】

　　Die Xian moved and paused slightly on the two words.

　　"Ok?"

　　Seeing the answer it gave, Lin Hun narrowed his eyes and silently raised the knife.

　　【Three drops】

　　【can not be less anymore】

　　Before he could fully lift the knife, Die Xian moved again.

　　"........."

　　Holding the knife, he slashed down with one knife, and finally stopped less than one centimeter above the dish fairy.

　　Lin Hun nodded.

　　"It seems that you didn't lie this time, but I hope you will be more honest with me in the future, otherwise my knife won't stop, so don't blame me."

　　Glancing at the shivering blood-colored plate, Lin Hun bit his finger again and dropped three drops of blood on the plate. .

Chapter 140

　　Hiss!

　　Die Xian, who had absorbed three drops of blood, looked like a freshly steamed hairy crab, glowing red and smoking.

　　Start moving slowly.

　　This time, Die Xian moved very slowly, as if he was carrying something heavy.

　　In the process of moving, Die Xian was still overflowing with blood.

　　【South】

　　【Suburb】

　　【code】

　　【head】

　　click!

　　With the appearance of the four words, Die Xian's plate made a crisp sound, cracked several large cracks, and almost shattered.

　　Lin Hun looked at this dish fairy, whose color had turned light red and almost burst, and thought deeply.