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Chapter 300

Words:1683Update:22/02/07 22:28:55

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"F * ck!"

"F * ck!"

On the bullet screen, countless "f * ck" words floated across the screen as the 2D character's head turned eighty degrees.

This was a popular joke in Japan.

Those who posted such comments were those who believed Wang Quan's words and treated this as special effects.

There were also some who did not believe it.

These were either people who felt that there was a problem, or people who had heard or seen it before.

Of course, there were also people from various countries who had infiltrated.

At this point, they were actually more concerned about the 2D 3D leather suit that the "blonde nun" was wearing.

After all, she was the one who had attacked them in the toilet. This "Yomi" was strictly speaking just a host.

He probably knew some inside information or was related to the "blonde nun".

So he wanted to use this to become famous?

After all, if he really became an internet celebrity, he could still earn money.

Of course, this referred to real internet celebrities, not "internet celebrities."

Just like the "otaku goddess" from many years ago.

But the next moment, they were all shocked.

In the live stream, the "Yomi" actually held his head with both hands and turned it 180 degrees!

Then he stretched his neck and said, "Ah ha! You must be shocked! This is actually a special effect! "

...

Seeing the "F * ck" words floating across the screen, Wang Quan smiled and secretly elbowed the mannequin behind him.

The almost invisible black-red mist flowed through his elbow and directly into the mannequin.

Then the mannequin stopped moving.

"Okay, let's continue."

Wang Quan led the way out of the biology classroom.

Night God Shoko continued to follow behind him silently.

White Bird Yume staggered a little, but he could still hold on.

He looked at Wang Quan's back with increasingly excited eyes.

The ones who found it hard to hold on were Linko Harumoto and Shirou Naihua.

The two of them had seen the monster twist their teacher's head with their own eyes, and then the teacher turned his head back as if nothing had happened!

A real monster at the scene!

Now, they even felt fear when facing their teacher.

The only thing that could make them feel at ease now was Wangyue Lin, who had threatened them before.

So even though they had been beaten and threatened, they still followed closely behind Wangyue Lin.

Just like that, the group walked out of the biology classroom.

A few seconds later, the mannequin in the biology classroom silently turned to dust.

And on the screen, they had already arrived at the next location.

And on the screen, they had already arrived at the next location.

Wang Quan pointed at the art classroom at the end of the road and began to introduce, "I'm sure many of you have heard of the Seven Speculations, right? No matter which version it is, it will basically exist. It's just that the type is different. "

He paused for a moment and saw all kinds of urban legends and speculations floating on the bullet screen. He did not want to keep them guessing. "It's a headless statue. Legend has it that in order to become a human, he or she will attack people at midnight and put his or her head on his neck.

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows as the bullet screen started to flood again. He turned around and explained, "Yeah, it's something like that."

In the middle of the walkway not far ahead, a greyish-white headless statue stood there quietly.

Suddenly, he felt someone tugging on his sleeve.

Wang Quan turned around and saw that it was Night God Shizi, whose bangs were so long that they covered her eyes.

Wang Quan looked back and saw that it was Night God Shoki with long bangs that covered her eyes.

Wang Quan took a look and realized that someone had tipped him a lot of money.

[AMD BISS tipped 10,000 yuan: Yellow Springs Mulberry, is it a special effect this time?]

Wang Quan smiled. "Thank you for your tipping, but I'm going to block you for your weird look."

Then, he began to explain, "It's not a special effect this time, it's a staff member."

He waved. "Come here."

The headless statue stood there for a few seconds and suddenly moved.

But it didn't run over. Instead, it turned around and ran back into the art classroom.

Wang Quan took the lead and chased after it.

The art classroom seemed to have been left behind by a club that specialized in sculptures.

There were no desks or anything.

There were only seven or eight chairs scattered everywhere.

Then, a large number of grey and white sculptures about 1.7 meters tall were placed in the room.

Some were sitting on the chairs, some were standing, some were leaning against the wall, and some were lying on the ground.

Their postures were all different. Coupled with the shadows cast by the flashlight, it looked particularly scary.

It was similar to the nurse's room in Silent Hill.

These sculptures were obviously imitations of ancient Roman sculptures. Each of them was muscular and had different expressions. It was especially realistic.

But Wang Quan was fearless.

He walked directly to a sculpture and patted its shoulder. "Brother, was that you just now?"

The sculpture didn't say a word.

Wang Quan punched it in the head.

Then, he asked the next one, "Was that you just now?"

Still no response.

It was still a punch in the head.

Then, the next one.

The next one …

Harumoto Rinko and Xiliu Naihua hid behind Wangyue Lin. They closed their eyes and covered their ears.

Every time they heard the sound of a fist breaking the plaster, the two of them would tremble.

White Bird Yuu's heart was thumping non-stop.

'Is this foreign teacher from China so wild?'

He still doubted whether it was a mistake to provoke him.

Night God Tetsuko was still holding a laptop and acting like an emotionless tool.

Wang Quan ignored them and smashed seven or eight plaster heads in a row.

Finally, when it came to the next one, when he asked, "Was that you just now?", the sculpture shook its head.

So, Wang Quan asked the second question, "Then who do you think it was?"

The sculpture hesitated for a moment and continued to shake its head.

Then … its head was also smashed.

But this time, a large amount of sticky red blood vessels and a white liquid that looked like tofu exploded along with the plaster pieces.

Wang Quan glanced at the remaining dozen sculptures and smiled. "Now, those who are alive, stand up. Otherwise … "

The thirteen sculptures all stood up and surrounded the few of them.

Harumoto Rinko and Xiliu Naihua screamed subconsciously. Then, they hugged their heads and closed their eyes.

White Bird Yuu and Wangyue Lin took half a step back. Only Night God Tetsuko didn't react.

Wang Quan smiled again. "Which one was the one standing outside and trying to scare people? Stand up. "

The thirteen sculptures didn't react.

No, there was still one that reacted.

It quietly raised its arm and pointed at the sculpture next to it.

In this strange and terrifying atmosphere, its action was rather comical.

It was as if everyone was watching "The Grudge", and then someone suddenly told them that it was "Resurrection Night". Nonsense.

Wang Quan nodded and smashed the sculpture's head with a punch. "The thing I hate the most is betraying others."

"Now, who can tell me who that guy is? Or maybe he can stand up himself. "

As if frightened, the twelve sculptures all took a step back.

However, one of them stumbled and was pushed out. Then, its head fell to the ground.

It turned out that its head was not plaster, but made of paper.

It hurriedly climbed up and fought with the other statue. Then, it rode on the other statue and pulled out the statue's head with both hands.

Then, it put the sculpture around its neck.

The sculpture on the ground suddenly stopped struggling and became motionless. Just like the sculptures whose heads were smashed by Wang Quan, it seemed to have become a real sculpture.

Wang Quan suddenly shivered.

This was his intuition activating again.

He even gave it a name, "Shiver of a Mature Man."

In short, seeing the sculpture pull out its head, he suddenly recalled the times when he pulled out his own head.

Then … he looked at the students.

He wanted to test if the "Unfair Judge" would be here.

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