Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

His careful thoughts of Shen Mubai are too lazy to pay attention, and both ears are completely unheard of.

When the class bell rang, the English teacher came in from the door.

She said about the events of these days and appeased the students' fearful hearts.

"Teacher, what if the murderer can't catch it?"

"Yes, teacher, is the school not on holiday?"

"I was very afraid of walking this morning. If I continue this way, I would not dare to come to school."

The English teacher is a gentle woman in her thirties. When she heard the words of the students, she smiled. "Students, now is the class time. When the class is free, let's talk about it again?"

The voices of the students' discussions were low, but there were still some snacks in the class.

The English teacher's standard pronunciation sounds in the classroom, and chalk is used to write a word on the blackboard.

When the screams of screams and the sound of the table crashed, the people in the A1 class were shocked and some were confused.

"Quiet, the teacher went out to see what happened." The woman standing on the podium turned and the eyebrows picked up slightly.

The whole class quieted down, but listening to the screams from there, there was some chilling in the back.

The English teacher quickly went out, but in a few seconds she returned.

A pair of fingers like blue onions clung to the door panel, and the face with a stunned look came in from the outside. The twist of the chin was very strange and the eyes were a little big.

"Tick."

The bright red blood flowed down the door panel and began to squat slowly on the ground.

The woman’s neck twisted in the warmth of the moment was cut into a deep trace. She squatted across the classroom, and the slightly opened mouth seemed to spit out two words.

The sharp axe was pulled out of the flesh and blood, and a jingling crashed into the door panel.

A strange face came in from above and a smile appeared on her face. "How are you?"

Her voice is very charming, but it gives a chilling feeling.

The students in the classroom looked at her with fear and the pupils shivered slightly. Then, the screams that followed the same sounded in the classroom, the tables collided with each other, and all the students huddled together, rushing out from the back door. .

The woman in a red dress walked in with a **** axe. She barefooted and stepped on the ground one after another, "What to run."

The woman smiled and cut a student who was scared to walk with her sharp axe. The bright red blood splashed her face. She licked her **** hand and giggled. "It turns out your blood is still hot."

Shen Mubai bit his teeth, pulling Ji Shu’s hand tightly and squeezing into the crowd.

Originally said that she wanted to protect her, Sun Jiazhi pushed her to the side, looking terrified and trying to escape from the classroom.

"We went out from the front door." She glanced at the woman who came to the side, attached to Ji Shu's side, "kicked down."

The warm breath splattered on the ear, bringing a feeling of crispness and numbness. Ji Shu’s mind was slightly scattered, and it was only when the other side pulled him down.

The woman seems to be not in a hurry, stepping on the blood-printed all the way, the students are stuck in the back door because of the blockage, they are more and more fearful, and the more they want to go out, the more confused they are.

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