After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

Kong Shun's head hit the ground and he saw stars.

My head hurts, my back hurts, and somewhere unspeakable it hurts even more.

When he was finally able to see clearly, what came into view was the blue sky, white clouds, and, "Chen A-man!"

Like the roar of a lion, he roared out Chen A'man's name.

Chen Aman gently tapped her chin, "Why do you call me sister?"

Kong Shun's eyes were wide open and he was breathing heavily.

It was obvious that he was very angry.

Or to put it another way, he was so angry that he was about to explode.

He immediately stood up, and his eyes were so fierce that he seemed to tear the woman in front of him into pieces.

But how could Chen Aman give him this opportunity?

She exerted force with her right foot and moved the stick towards the middle of Kong Shun's neck.

Even though he used all his strength, Kong Shun still failed to stand up.

His face froze, he looked around, and roared loudly: "Why are you still standing there?"

The other boys around suddenly woke up and came forward.

At this moment, Chen Aman showed a bloodthirsty smile, "Don't move, or I won't guarantee your little neck~"

At the same time, she poked the stick downward.

The cold stick made of unknown metal instantly pressed against the center of Kong Shun's Adam's apple.

The body gave the warning earlier than the brain, and Kong Shun subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

Under normal circumstances, his Adam's apple can roll smoothly.

However, the stick controlled by Chen Aman was firmly pressed against his Adam's apple, preventing him from swallowing.

At this point, his brain should issue an order that he must stop swallowing immediately, otherwise his Adam's apple will definitely be damaged.

However, this time, his body reacted before his brain did when he swallowed.

He was powerless to stop it.

So, his fragile Adam's apple rubbed against the hard stick through a thin layer of flesh and rolled back and forth.

The feeling was like dancing on a sharp blade, and Kong Shun instantly felt a burning pain in his throat.

Any normal person would be scared at this time, just like the younger brothers Kong Shun brought with him.

Although they had already stepped forward, they were all frightened by the scene and stood still.

Seeing this, Kong Shun became even angrier. He ignored the pain and shouted, "What are you doing standing there? Hurry up and catch her!"

Every word was accompanied by unspeakable pain. Kong Shun even felt that his throat was about to be pierced.

At this time, Chen Aman stood still, and the hand holding the long stick did not even shake.

She glanced to the side and said in a very casual voice, "Don't come over here."

She smiled, "There are too many of you. I'm scared."

However, her expression and her posture did not reveal even the slightest fear.

On the contrary, both her eyes and her behavior revealed a kind of neurotic excitement.

Which serious college student has ever seen such a scene? Several boys looked at each other, and no one dared to step forward.

Although there was no verbal communication, they had a common understanding, which was - the woman in front of them might be a fugitive, right?

They had no doubt that this lady would suddenly explode and kill someone.

So, they chose to sit back and do nothing.

Seeing this, Kong Shun became even angrier, "What a bunch of rubbish!"

In fact, it would have been better if he didn't scold them. Although they were unwilling to come forward, they would not leave suddenly.

But now, when he scolded, several boys frowned and looked dissatisfied.

They had only received some small favors from Kong Shun in their daily lives and they just called him "big brother" out of politeness. What right did Kong Shun have to scold them?

But Kong Shun obviously didn't notice their change of mood. He was still shouting, "Don't listen to her. Pull her away quickly! I don't believe she dares to kill me!"

After saying this, Kong Shun felt as if his neck was about to be cut off.

Chen A'man didn't show any intention of relenting, the long black stick was still pressing against his Adam's apple.

It was also at this moment that he suddenly discovered that the stick seemed frighteningly black.

Also, it doesn’t look like a stick at all.

Instead, it looked... a lot like a pitch-black sword.

I shivered suddenly, and a secret fear quietly grew from the bottom of my heart.

Subconsciously, he swallowed again.

But this time, the brain reacted in time and the swallowing action stopped.

It was also at this moment that he noticed, with his mouth drooling, that the younger brother next to him had no intention of moving.

In an instant, he became furious, "You guys - cough cough cough -"

He let out a heart-wrenching cough, as if he was going to cough out his lungs.

But unfortunately, his throat was suppressed and a foot was firmly welded to his chest.

His feet weren't that big, but he just couldn't move them at all.

His upper body was completely suppressed.

The violent coughing caused saliva to enter his respiratory tract, and the lying, immobile position made things even worse.

He coughed until his eyes were dizzy.

For a moment, he almost thought he was going to die.

This scene frightened the boys around, and they didn't dare to step forward.

"Cough cough cough—cough cough cough—"

Kong Shun kept coughing, his Adam's apple slid across the tip of the stick countless times, and that piece of skin finally turned dark red.

It was obvious at first glance that the capillaries under his skin had been torn to the point where they could no longer break.

The boys watching subconsciously swallowed their saliva and felt a burning pain in their throats.

Finally, the coughing subsided and the boys watching finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But soon, he took a breath again.

No...no...why did he feel like Brother Shun was...dead?

It's no wonder he had such a misunderstanding.

In fact, it was mainly because Kong Shun was almost motionless at this time, his chest did not rise or fall, and his eyes were as stiff as a dead fish.

He lay straight on the ground, even his eyelashes stopped trembling.

The boy swallowed and felt that his legs could no longer support him standing.

At this moment, his head turned into a mess and he seemed unable to think.

A bottomless black hole drowned him, it was the abyss called 'fear'.

Brother Shun...dead...dead?

His palms were sweating and he quickly looked away.

He didn't dare to look at that place anymore.

After his gaze shifted, he saw... Chen A'man.

In an instant, all the hair on his body stood up.

Because, from beginning to end, the smile on Chen Aman's face never faded.

Moreover, from beginning to end, Chen Aman never let go of the weapon.

And, from beginning to end, Chen Aman never had any hand tremors.

The pitch-black weapon hovered above Kong Shun's neck from beginning to end, without moving even a bit.