The vicious female supporting role is reborn to create everyone equally

Rumors of discord between the Xie and Wu families have been around for a long time.

The story can be traced back to a thousand years ago when the two families fought for control of Paradise City. In the end, both sides suffered losses and no one was able to gain control. Instead, other families came to share a piece of the pie, and Paradise City became a city jointly managed by multiple families.

No one can tell how many people from the Xie family and the Wu family have secretly killed from each other's families over the past thousand years.

But there has never been a time when someone blatantly wanted to kill the Wu family like Xie Cang did.

Wu Cheng in the stands had a face so gloomy that it looked like water was dripping from his eyes.

He was more shocked and terrified than the others.

Those sitting on the west platform were all desperate patients and their families who were trying any possible means to save their lives. Some of these lunatics might even go so far as to offend the Wu family in order to keep themselves or their families alive.

Besides, he is the only heir of the Wu family that these people can find in this school. If these people really want to kill him, there is no way he can escape!

No, we can't just sit there and wait for death.

Wu Cheng immediately took out the invisibility cloak from the space button and put it on. Although these people already knew where he was sitting, they were still some distance away from him. As long as he turned invisible and ran away, he would have a chance of survival!

However, no matter how Wu Cheng operated the space button, he couldn't open it.

What frightened him even more was that his abilities could no longer be used!

what happened? !

How come it suddenly doesn't work?

The sudden bad news made Wu Cheng, who had just managed to calm down, panic again.

The unusable space button was like an ominous warning, foreshadowing his tragic ending today.

A huge image and fear of death loomed over him.

Wu Cheng's hands began to tremble, and then his shoulders, his cheeks, and his entire body were shaking.

Because he had already realized that countless murderous intentions and figures were approaching him.

"I have already sent a message to the family! If something happens to me here, none of you here will be able to escape!"

Wu Cheng thought quickly and stood up since he couldn't hide.

After all, he is a loyal one. Although his abilities cannot be used for the time being, his lung power is not comparable to that of ordinary people. Although his voice is not as loud as a loudspeaker, it still penetrates the eerie and quiet atmosphere of the stadium and even echoes.

“…No one can escape!”

“…I can’t run away!”

“…No!”

Some people stopped, while others sped up.

Wu Cheng was trembling all over, but his mind was still working. He shouted to Xie Cang: "Although we had some conflicts in the past, it was not to the point of fighting openly. If I have offended you in any way before, I am willing to apologize and compensate you!"

Hearing this, the people who wanted to kill him stopped.

After all, whether to kill or not depends on Xie Cang.

Xie Cang had a contemptuous smile on his face: "What's offensive about that? I think your hands look quite offensive. Why don't you cut off your arms first, and then I'll consider whether to forgive you?"

Wu Cheng's face turned blue instantly.

Of course, he couldn't cut off his own arms. His follower's ability was related to painting, and he could turn his paintings into reality to a certain extent.

It is precisely because of the growth and potential of this ability that Mingming, who is only a very distant branch, has become the most competitive heir to the Wu family.

Even Wu Yin, the only biological daughter of the previous head of the family, had to keep her mouth shut and bow her head in front of him.

If he cut off his arms, what status would he still have in the Wu family?

And without his arms, how is he any different from a commoner?

Or a disabled civilian!

The anger and resentment in Wu Cheng's eyes almost overflowed from his eyes.

Xie Cang seemed not to see it, or maybe he saw it and was even more pleased: "It seems that the negotiation has failed. Then I have to see who can get this spot."

The followers of the West Stand who stopped rushed towards the East Stand again.

Many Ming University students around Wu Cheng sensed the danger and scattered. Only a few heirs of small families who had been following him asked tremblingly: "Mr. Wu, what should we do?"

"You cover me, and when I escape, each of your families will receive a thank-you gift from the Wu family."

Wu Cheng no longer hesitated. If he stayed, he would definitely die, but if he escaped, he would have a chance of survival.

He stood up and ran, taking four or five steps at a time, and soon reached the bottom of the terrace.

However, three followers were already waiting in this passage.

One of them was over two meters tall, with muscular body, and it was obvious that he was a follower with enhanced strength.

The follower smiled grimly: "The heir of the Wu family is mine!"

The strength-type follower swung a fist. Wu Cheng's ability was not originally combat-type, but he had been trained since he was a child, and the body of his follower was stronger than that of an ordinary person, so his skills were considered pretty good among those with non-combat abilities.

Wu Cheng dodged to the right and narrowly avoided the punch, but before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a blade made of condensed ice pierced his chest.

"Uh--"

The ice elementalist drew out his knife, looked at Wu Cheng vomiting blood with cold eyes, and smiled: "My son is finally saved."

"Humph, he's not dead yet! The last spot must be mine!"

The power-bound one swung his fist again, wanting to hit Wu Cheng's most vulnerable head.

However, the one with ice elemental ability reacted more quickly and cut Wu Cheng's throat with a knife first.

The bright red blood spurted two meters high and splashed on the strong man's head.

His ferocious expression froze passively, staring at the Ice Elementalist: "You——"

"The auction is over! The gentleman with the ice elemental ability can come with the person you need treated."

Teacher Li's voice penetrated the entire room. His tone was as calm as when he gave the previous lecture, as if the one who died was not the heir of a big family, but a chicken or a duck.

The Ice Elementalist also came to his senses, with a look of ecstasy on his face: "Right away!"

He was just below and quickly rushed to the previous mezzanine and carried out a little boy of three or four years old.

The boy had no hair, was pale and thin, and had purple lips.

Xie Cang only took one look and came to the conclusion: "Heart disease."

He placed his hand on the boy's chest, and a healing light shone out. The boy's complexion, like the previous man, quickly improved, and soon his sickly appearance became more lively.

By the time Xie Cang withdrew his hand, he could already call dad in a loud voice.

The ice element's eyes turned red. He hugged the boy, looked at Xie Cang deeply, and left the stadium quickly without looking back.

Both places have been given out, and since one of the Wu family heirs died here, those people in society who originally wanted to fight for a place no longer said anything, but quietly left.

Everyone knew that a storm was about to break out, and as witnesses of history, they needed to spread the news quickly.

All the people in the west stand left, and the students in the east stand also stood up one after another.

Everyone was silent.

Although these followers usually bully and even kill civilians, they are shocked by the fact that not a single follower died in front of them even though ten thousand civilians died.

After all, in the eyes of these people, civilians are not on the same level as them and are no different from the chickens and ducks at home.

Min Shu walked a distance into the quiet crowd and was stopped by Teacher Cao.

"I'll give you something."