Huaxia ahead, monsters are forbidden

Chapter 55 Another Trash

"Okay, that's what you said!" Xiao Da's gaze showed a gleam of ruthlessness, and he signed his name on the contract without hesitation, and put his fingerprint on it.Then without saying a word, he quietly left the classroom.

After he left, Ma Quan came up to him and warned: "This sissy is very insidious. He must have no good intentions. Besides, his uncle is still teaching in the school, so he will definitely want to stir up trouble."

Wang Hai disagreed and said with a smile: "I'm not afraid."

His academic performance was achieved entirely through his own hard work. Although he felt a bit like a full-level master who went to the novice village to bully the newcomers, that was also the knowledge he had accumulated over time.In order to get the first place in the exam, he has been studying questions recently, and the test papers he took are dozens of times that of other students.

Even if you want to target him, you have to weigh it to see if you have the qualifications.

Not long after, the exam time came.

This subject is mathematics that Wang Hai is good at.

There is no generation gap for him in this subject, he just needs to be familiar with the solution.

Of all kinds of test papers, mathematics is also the least he has done, because he is the most familiar.

As soon as he got the test paper, he just glanced back and forth a few times before he knew he had the winning ticket.

Those questions may have seemed like reading from heaven to him in the past.

But for him now, it is as simple as doing one plus one.

Those questions, just look at them, and the answers come to mind directly.

Others use formulas to find answers, but he knows the answer first, and then uses the answer to deduce the formula.

Chinese, he spent about 45 minutes.

Mathematics, he only took less than 10 minutes.

Because there are few characters to write.

After writing in 10 minutes, he spent 5 minutes checking it twice before handing it in.

But at this time, Xiao Da, who ran away and didn't know what to do, hurried back.

One was about to go in, the other was about to come out, and they almost collided with each other.

"Wang Hai, where are you going? Aren't you afraid?" Xiao Da said sarcastically.

Wang Hai shook his head, pointed to the clock on the wall, ignored him, left the classroom, and went to the office to study the questions.

Xiao Da, who had arrived late, looked suddenly startled after taking a look at the clock. Then, with the permission of the invigilator, he returned to his seat and started to do the questions.

"It's over, it's over, I knew I wouldn't go, if it takes so long, I will definitely fail the math test this time. Damn, it's Wang Hai, I don't believe he can get the first place in the test without cheating, I have to let him get out of Qingshui." You can’t win!”

Ma Quan, who was sitting in the last row, suddenly raised his head and looked in Xiao Da's direction, with a hint of evil in his eyes.

"What? Are you angry?"

An eye suddenly appeared on his left hand hidden under his body, and he spoke in a voice that only Ma Quan could hear.

"Shut up, it's none of your business." Ma Quan said angrily.

"If you hate him, I can kill him for you. Don't worry, I won't show my feet. I do things very cleanly."

Ma Quan ignored it, but it was still bewitching with just the right voice.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay. I'm nervous the first time, just get used to it."

"It was me who did it. You don't have to feel guilty. If you are really scared, you can close your eyes."

"You're so angry, why do you have to endure it? Just do it, it's fun, and you will definitely become addicted in the future."

Under the constant bewitchment of his left hand, Ma Quan finally broke out.

Can't help scolding: "I told you to shut up! Don't you understand!?"

The shout was so loud that the students and teachers in the shaking classroom were all shocked.

The invigilator said with some embarrassment: "Classmate, it's just a Zhou Qing test. Don't be so excited. Just calm down. It'll be fine."

Before the teacher could say anything, Ma Quan raised his head suddenly, showing a sunny smile, and said, "Sorry teacher, I'm a little uncomfortable, I need to go out."

"Oh, okay, you go ahead." The invigilator said blankly.

Ma Quan left the classroom, because they were all taking exams, and there was no one else in the corridor at this time.

"Why are you reacting so much? Why are you angry? After so long, I still don't understand your human emotions..."

The left hand kept muttering to himself, and Ma Quan walked to the door of the computer room on the top floor with a sullen face and said nothing.

This is the only computer classroom in the school, which is open only once a semester. The computers are all antiques from more than ten or twenty years ago, and they can freeze even when playing Minesweeper.

He came here mainly because, at this moment, there was definitely no one here.

Ma Quan came to the fire box and opened it.

I wanted to find a fire ax inside, but there was none, only a rolled up fire hose.

He didn't care about so many, and copied the water pipe from the inside.

At the same time, put your left hand on the ground, and use the metal nozzle of the fire hose to smash it hard towards your left hand.

"boom!"

This time, it was very powerful.

Immediately, the back of his hand turned purple, and blood oozed from the open wound.

Then, on his palm, the eye popped out again, and he said in a very helpless tone: "Does it not hurt?"

Ma Quan turned a deaf ear to it, and continued to swing the water pipe, hitting his left hand one after another.

His left hand was swollen, bones were broken and tendons were broken, even if the pain was so painful that his eyes were red, sweat flowed from the pain, and the veins bulged, he would smash it down on his hand one after another.

It was not until a voice appeared that he was interrupted.

"Hey, you can't kill it by hitting like that."

Hearing the sound, Ma Quan turned around and found a figure standing not far away looking at him.

Because of the pain, sweat blinded his eyes, making him unable to see clearly.

But that voice, he recognized, was Wang Hai's voice.

"Brother Hai?" Ma Quan regained his clarity.

Wang Hai walked towards him, looked at his swollen and twisted left hand, shook his head, and sighed: "I thought at first, you were just bewitched by evil spirits, but I didn't expect it to be such a bad situation."

As he got closer, Ma Quan's left hand began to twist hard.

Accompanied by a burst of distortion, its left hand, which had been destroyed to the point of appalling, returned to its original state once again.

An eye suddenly appeared on the back of his hand, showing a very frightened look.

"1, 2, 3, 4, my God, you butcher, why do you have so many marks on your body!"

The left hand was so frightened that it even wanted to run on its own.

But it is only a left hand, its body is still Ma Quan's, and its legs are also Ma Quan's. If Ma Quan doesn't walk away, at most it just elongates itself.

It tried hard to escape, but ignored this.

And this just gave Wang Hai a chance.

Wang Hai flipped his wrist, and a short sword appeared in his hand. His feet connected, and the distance was instantly shortened.

"Not good!" Just as the left hand reacted, the palm turned into a sickle, ready to attack, but it was too late.

Wang Hai swung his saber down with a fast speed.

With one knife, the left hand was easily cut off from the extension.

"Cut, another piece of garbage."

(End of this chapter)