Global Thriller: My Organs Have Their Own Ideas

Crazy and spiteful.

There is a curse in the abuse.

The evil thoughts contained in the voice formed a substantive aura and attached to Lin Hun's body, causing his body to chill slightly.

"Babies!"

The blood circulates, and the source of life forms a warm heat radiation, which offsets the curse and also activates Lin Hun's anger.

These bear kids hidden in Class 4 of Year 1 challenge his bottom line time and time again.

They are looking for a dead end!

As soon as the mind moved, the shadows under his feet gradually dispersed like thick ink scattered.

The shadow substitute in the capitalist suit stood up slowly.

He opened his eyes like a bloody whirlpool, grinning like a big mouth like a crescent moon, and looked at the classroom of Class 4 of the 1st year savagely.

There, there is a window against the wall.

The windows were filled with numb and pale faces.

These guys were staring at Lin Hun in the corridor with jokingly cruel eyes.

But when the shadow double appeared from behind Lin Hun and turned to look at them.

These numb and pale faces showed a look of horror, and quickly disappeared in front of the window.

"A terrible guy appeared!"

"Black! Blood red! So scary!"

"He is staring at me... terrible!"

A panicked voice came into his ears with a timid mood. Lin Hun, who heard this voice, silently gestured to the shadow double with a throat cut gesture.

Get Lin Hun's order.

The shadow body's hands stretched out, and both hands suddenly turned into ten sharp claws composed of paper knives, step by step towards Class 1 of the 4th class.

"He's coming! He's coming! He's coming with his hands turned into knives! It's terrible!"

"Hurry up! Who will stop him!"

"Xiaojin, you go! It's all because your ghost painting didn't cover the new teacher's eyes for allowing him to make such a terrifying thing!"

"Right right! Xiaojin go! Xiaojin go!"

"You must stop the black guy, or everyone will ignore you!"

"I'll go to you to pull a banana stick and hammer! You gangsters have to order me? Who gives you the courage? Who of you loves to go, anyway, Laozi don't fight this monster."

Such a grumpy old man suddenly popped out of the voices of spiteful curses, Lin Hun also unexpectedly.

But after listening to the other party's words, he couldn't help showing an expression of interest.

This trick named Xiaojin is the author of the ghost painting that covers his eyes.

It would be a good help if he could earn this guy under his command.

Thinking of this, Lin Hun also walked towards the classroom of Class 4 of the first year.

"That teacher is here too?"

"Very good!"

"He dare to come to our site, let him come back and forth!"

"Wait for us to go together, as long as the main body is killed, that dark horror guy will definitely lose control, and then we won't have to be afraid of him anymore."

"Whatever you want is your business, don't call me! I'm a pacifist, and I managed to escape to the sunny world. I don't want to die."

Among the noisy voices, Xiao Jin's voice was exceptionally maverick.

This guy who has suffered a great loss doesn't look like a cruel and treacherous character at all, but more like a human being.

His reason suppressed resentment and madness.

boom!

While thinking, the shadow substitute has kicked the classroom door open.

The scene of the classroom in Class 4 of the first year appeared in Lin Hun's eyes.

Dead body.

All corpses.

In this classroom, all forty-five students with pale skin and hard expressions sat at their desks in a daze.

They are all dead.

Judgment can be made from the smell of their bodies.

They have been dead for a long time.

There is a textbook in front of these students.

These textbooks are all messed up with the names of these students written in blood.

There is also the teacher's rating on them in the excellent evaluation form in the upper right corner of the textbook.

All bad.

In this group of students, there is a figure out of place.

This figure is wide and fat, with a stiff, fat face with a wretched smile.

What is placed in front of him is not a textbook, but a big drawing board

At this time, a black and red door has been drawn on the drawing board.

The black and red door is very simple and abstract, but when Lin Hun sees the door, he thinks of endless horror icons for a moment.

The door of the game icon looks exactly the same as the door drawn by the little fat man.

Horror and profound.

It seems to lead to the abyss of hell, which makes people feel jealous.

"interesting."

Obviously, the only fat guy who uses the drawing board is Xiao Jin.

Originally, Lin Hun was only slightly interested in him.

But when he found out that the other party could actually draw the door to the dark side world.

His interest in this guy has skyrocketed.

It has reached the point where he will surely get him.

Perhaps Lin Hun's gaze was too aggressive, and the little fat man's wretched face showed a trace of sorrow without a trace.

He didn't care if Lin Hun stared at him like that, slowly turning his fat body to the other side, not daring to look at Lin Hun.

"Hey!"

With a grin, Lin Hun looked at the other students in the classroom.

At this time these students who have been dead for a long time.

He was tilting his head neatly and staring at him in a daze.

The numb eyes were full of grudges and killing intent.

"Come in! Come in!"

"Just one step away! Come in!"

"I want his brain!"

"I want his heart!"

"I want his spleen!"

"I want his lungs!"

"Teacher who broke into pieces~"

"That's a good teacher~"

"Just let him die~"

"Always be with us!"

The noisy ghost screams formed an endless noise like mental pollution.

Lin Hun buttoned his ears and frowned.

It is a good thing to have your ears awakened to listen to the sound of everything. The only bad thing is that this kind of listening cannot be turned off.

Once you encounter the current situation, you will be stunned by the noise.

"Kill them."

Stand where you are just one step away from entering the classroom.

Lin Hun raised his hand and waved it.

The dark shadow stand-in came into the classroom from his side like running water.

He stared with blood-red eyes and grinned with a large crescent-shaped mouth.

While finishing the suit and tie, he walked to the podium.

Grinding his claws casually, a spark was sputtered, and the shadow avatar hooked his fingers to the "students" in the classroom, then raised his middle finger, and made a friendly gesture of international greeting. *

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