Even though everyone's bodies had recovered, they still felt a piercing pain in that area from time to time.
Well, this was a problem with the human body. The pain was real and would not disappear just because the body had recovered.
Zuo Xiaoduo swaggered in front, leading the way. The further he went, the slower he became. Slowly, he merged into the crowd.
With a smile on his face, he asked kindly, "Xiang Chong, little bug, does your butt still hurt? Speaking of which, the sword made your bones creak. The sound was nice, right? "
"Bing Dan, your shoulder doesn't hurt anymore, right? I didn't even stab you anywhere else … "
"Yu Yan 'er, your shoulder doesn't hurt anymore, right?"
"Pi Yibao, is your butt better? Are you okay? I'll rub it with my sword in the afternoon. "
"Hao Han, how is it? Does it feel good? Does it feel good? "
"Meng Zhangjun, does it feel good? Does it feel good? Didn't you always want to challenge me? Are you satisfied? "
"Haha … Why does everyone have such an expression?"
Whoever was asked would shudder, and their faces would turn as pale as paper in a second, without a trace of blood.
"Class … Class Monitor Zuo …"
Pi Yibao trembled, "Much … much better …"
"Much better? Hahahaha, then we can continue in the afternoon! "
"Pfft …"
"Hey you, I accidentally stabbed you in the chest. Are you okay now? Are you okay? "
"No … I'm fine. Cough cough …"
"Are you okay? That's good, that's good. You scared me. I thought I sent you away with my sword … So stabbing the right chest won't kill you? Hahahaha … I'll do the same for them in the afternoon. Oh right, is there anyone who was born with an abnormality? Their heart is on the right side … I'll prepare in advance. "
As soon as he said that, countless resentful gazes focused on the student who was being questioned. They were like small flying daggers …
In the cafeteria, the people who were watching the show from above immediately noticed this strange phenomenon.
Class 1 was originally the most united class. However, at this moment, they were walking in a strange formation.
The person in front was unprecedentedly arrogant and flashy. He was as awe-inspiring and domineering as a general. He walked over like a crab. Just by walking, he walked like a crab!
The group of arrogant geniuses behind him were now cowering like a group of quails in the cold wind. They didn't even dare to take a step forward.
What was going on?
Looking at how well you guys are dressed, it doesn't seem like anything has happened.
Why did they all look so scared?
At this moment, someone ran up to the door. "The first grade's class one is here."
"Who's leading the team?"
"Zuo Xiaoduo!!"
"Alright!"
One of the youths stood up. "Today, our second grade class four will take back the table that belongs to the second grade!"
Before he could say anything, he heard Zuo Xiaoduo's voice from downstairs. "It's the second grade's class 4's turn now, right? Is there anyone who wants to snatch a table? If there is, hurry up and come down. I won't go up! "
The arrogant voice paused for a moment before saying, "If I go up, I'll have to come down. If I come down, I'll have to go up again. It's too troublesome! Hurry up and come down. After the fight, I'll go up and eat. Let's eat to our hearts' content! "
"How arrogant!"
Everyone in the second grade's class four had surging anger in their eyes.
"Class monitor, beat him to death!"
"Okay!"
The class monitor of class four jumped down. "Zuo Xiaoduo, I'm coming!"
Following this sound, black skulls popped out from the window above.
Originally, there were people who wanted to snatch a table downstairs, but not many people looked at them. They felt that it was meaningless.
However, when Zuo Xiaoduo arrived.
Those who were eating also stuck their heads out with food in their mouths. In an instant, there was a dense crowd of heads!
They saw Zuo Xiaoduo walking over like he didn't recognize anyone. His head was tilted to the side and his face was full of arrogance. His face was full of arrogance, and he walked over like a crab. Everyone felt like they were hallucinating!
'Is there a villain in our school?!'
What's more, this villain was showing off in front of all the decent students. He was insufferably arrogant!
According to the plot of a typical novel, this was not far from the time when the main character appeared.
However, who would be the main character?!
Would the class monitor of class four, the chief of class four, be able to do it?
Twenty to thirty geniuses from the Wu and Gao families stood in different directions, cheering for Zuo Xiaoduo.
Then, under everyone's gaze, the two of them rushed up like a whirlwind and tangled together …
However, after three consecutive bangs, the class monitor of class four staggered back. Zuo Xiaoduo laughed arrogantly and jumped up. His dragon's dragon's leg appeared and disappeared like a ghost … He kicked the class monitor right in the crotch …
The class monitor of class four groaned and clutched his crotch. His entire body was sent flying up the stairs from the ground!
Below, Zuo Xiaoduo struck a suave pose with his leg facing the sky. Then, he slowly retracted his leg and laughed strangely. He waved his hand and said, "It's done. Let's eat!!"
Everyone who witnessed this scene was dumbfounded and flabbergasted!
This class monitor of Zuo Xiaoduo … Why was he getting stronger and stronger?
They remembered that when he fought with the class monitor of class seven, he fought for quite a while.
But now …
Zuo Xiaoduo walked up the stairs and laughed. "Next time, it should be class three, right? Hahahaha … "
Countless senior students were speechless.
If you want to steal a table, then just steal a table. Why did you have to make it seem like a villain? It was really intoxicating.
According to the plot of a novel, this kind of villain should be KO 'ed by the main character!
Main character, come out!
However, after waiting for a long time … the main character did not appear.
All the students of class four stood and ate with sullen faces.
However, when they saw the students of class one, they felt a little better.
These students of Zuo Xiaoduo's class all looked abnormal.
They were all very careful, especially the two who sat next to Zuo Xiaoduo. Only half of their buttocks were on the chairs. When they ate, their hands were trembling … What was going on?
This is your classmate, your class monitor, and your inevitable leader when you enter society … Why do you all give off the feeling of being together with the Great Demon King?
I really don't understand!
Under everyone's gaze, Zuo Xiaoduo finished his meal and strode out of the cafeteria.
After Zuo Xiaoduo left, the students of class one by one also filed out of the cafeteria. Other than the two who stayed behind on duty, everyone else quickly left.
The two who stayed behind looked as if they had just been pardoned, as if they had just escaped a huge disaster.
"What's wrong? We're all classmates. Why are you so scared … "
"I don't think it's fear, it's fear!"
"Ahem … It's a long story. Don't ask, I have to wash the dishes … I also have to go back and cultivate. If I get back late …"
The other one shivered. "Damn, don't say anymore. I'm so cold now."
"Wash the dishes!"
…
In the afternoon.
All the students were looking forward to the arrival of their homeroom teacher, Wen Xingtian.
If Wen Xingtian came, they would be able to escape from Zuo Xiaoduo's evil clutches!
They might even be able to enjoy a good show of Teacher Wen beating up the Left Demon King!
However, after waiting and waiting … all they got was disappointment!
Wen Xingtian did not come.
"Wahaha … Come, come, come, all of you, let's play a sneak attack game of one versus thirty-five! Of course, if you choose to fight head-on, I'll welcome you. Come on, students! "
Zuo Xiaoduo shouted excitedly.
The thirty-five people's faces were pale …
As they walked out, each of them looked as if they were about to be executed.
It was only a day's time.
Zuo Xiaoduo had another nickname.
Originally, it was: Sword King, Class Monitor Zuo, and Zuo. But now, there was another one: Demon King Zuo!
Indeed!
In the eyes of the ordinary students, Zuo Xiaoduo was a real demon king!
Even if it was a real life and death battle, it was just a quick swing of the sword. But this Demon King Zuo would cut your flesh bit by bit with a sword after cutting it open. Then, he would explain to you bit by bit, "What would it feel like to stab here and stir it like this?
What would it feel like to stir it in the opposite direction? "
Then, with a serious face, he would use your own flesh to discuss with you how to fight, how to exert strength, how to make the enemy lose his fighting ability …
This feeling … was simply …
Indescribable!
A terrifying nightmare!
However, the strange thing was … after being done like this six times in a day, although it was still the same pain, she would still be afraid when she saw Zuo Xiaoduo. She would tremble uncontrollably as if it was a conditioned reflex …
But everyone was much calmer!
So much so that at night, they could discuss with each other, "What would it feel like to stab a sword into your flesh?" "What would it feel like?"
"When it stab into your flesh, it doesn't hurt much?" "What would it feel like?"
"What would it feel like to twist and push outward?" …
"Did it stab into your bone seam? No? Damn, why are you so lucky? You're so lucky … When the sword stabbed into my bone seam, Demon King Zuo was prying it open while discussing with me how to cut the bone and tendon … "
"Don't mention it. When my calf bone was scraped until it was crunching, he carefully introduced to me what kind of nerve was being scraped here … What the f * ck!"
"Tsk, you're just my calf. Why are you shouting? Demon King Zuo cut open my chest with a sword and then peeled off my flesh. He pointed at my heart and asked me why my heart was fine … He forced me to lower my head and see how my heart was beating … He even asked me if I wanted to cut half of it to taste … "
"Damn it, I only scolded him once. This bastard tore off one of my ribs and then discussed with me how to put it back …"
The students of Class 1 were discussing and talking about their cruel experiences. Each and every one of them had a look of exultation on their faces. As they spoke, they were trembling, their teeth were chattering, and their faces were pale. However, they were actually showing off their accents …
As if it was something to brag about being tortured like this …
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