Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

I have to say that the monk is really powerful.He just sat there, and the number of little ghosts who came to harass him in the middle of the night decreased significantly.

Although Lonicera's homework efficiency has been improved, the amount of homework is astonishingly large.The next day, little honeysuckle with dark circles under her eyes still had to go to school with unfinished homework.

The owner of the snack bar had a grudge against the Peking opera monk, and initially refused to allow him to stay.But Lian Qiao said that monks don't have to pay, just provide food and sleep.The owner of the snack bar reluctantly agreed.

Although the monk is a straight steel man who can't speak, he is handy as a cook.With the help of him and Lian Qiao in the snack bar, the boss no longer needs to do it himself. After the rush hour, he can leisurely chat with the neighbors in the neighborhood.

Only Lian Qiao and the monk were left in the store.

Lian Qiao was kneading the dough absent-mindedly, keeping his eyes on the school opposite.He looked up at the wall clock every few minutes, and realized that it was still early before school, so he sighed and continued kneading the dough.

The monk moved a stool, sat in front of him, and asked excitedly, "What's the matter with the orphanage you mentioned yesterday? Tell me?"

Lian Qiao casually perfunctory him a few words.The monk saw that he was not interested, so he changed the subject and asked again: "What is your relationship with that key player? I think you two are very good."

Hearing these words, Lian Qiao was very happy in his heart, so he gave the monk a little smile and said, "He is my partner."

The monk pinched his fingers and was shocked: "You smelt copper!"

Lian Qiao unscrewed a handful of dough and pasted it on his face, and said coldly: "Smelt your mother's copper! He just shrank in the copy! He's already 28! He's three years older than me!"

"...Then he is only 8 years old now." The monk turned his head and glanced at the name of XX Primary School, and couldn't help feeling chills, "Aren't you afraid to hold him to sleep at night..."

Lian Qiao picked up the kitchen knife in an instant, and his murderous aura surged.The monk was taken aback and was begging for mercy. Lian Qiao didn't know what to think of, and his furious expression suddenly eased.

He gradually put down the kitchen knife, lowered his eyebrows and said, "I said that I don't have any evil thoughts about him now, do you believe me?"

Monk: "I believe!"

Of course I believe anything when you hold a kitchen knife!

Lian Qiao lowered his head, continued to knead his dough, and said lightly: "He suffered too much when he was a child. It is a rare opportunity for him to grow up again. I want to make up for him."

The monk was taken aback for a moment, and gradually restrained his smile.

"Amitabha." He clasped his hands together, and finally there was a little compassion in his eyes, "All living beings are suffering. Don't worry about it."

Lian Qiao smiled, didn't speak, just turned his head and glanced at the wall clock again, curled his lips and said, "Why is it only 10:30?"

"By the way, the poor monk got a gossip." The monk suddenly came over and said mysteriously, "The stationery store next to the school, their proprietress and the principal are relatives."

Lian Qiao: "So?"

Monk: "Isn't the school not letting students leave school halfway, and not allowing students to bring snacks into the campus..."

Lian Qiao: "So?"

The monk suddenly raised his palm with one hand, closed his eyes and recited "Amitabha Buddha" mercifully.Lian Qiao was surprised, but saw that his right hand pinched out the lotus print, and the index finger and middle finger were quickly exchanging back and forth.

Made a pose asking for money.

Lian Qiao rolled his eyes and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

The monk saw it through the cracks in his eyelids, and immediately smiled and reached out to take it.With a bang, Lian Qiao smashed a kitchen knife between his hand and the money, causing the monk to withdraw his hand in fright.

"Tell me what the gossip is first." Lian Qiao calmly said, "I'll decide whether to give you money or chop you off."

Monk: "..."

10 minute later.

With his good looks and acting skills, Lian Qiao quickly won the trust of the proprietress of the stationery shop, and entered the campus through the back door of the stationery shop.

It happened to be class time at this time, and the campus was very empty.Lian Qiao felt extremely excited when he stepped into the campus—he could finally go to peep...ah no, he could go to secretly protect Lonicera!

What does Little Honeysuckle look like when listening to lectures in class?Do you put your little hands on your knees obediently?

Does he get along well with his classmates?Have you been bullied?

It's almost eleven o'clock. Is he hungry?Is the school lunch delicious?

With the mood of an old father, Lian Qiao sneaked through the campus and went straight to Lonicera's class.The second grade is located on the second floor of the teaching building, and the lot class is at the end of the corridor.At this time, there are young teachers in every classroom giving lectures, the windows are bright and clean, and the corridors are empty.

Lian Qiao bent over and walked quickly through the classrooms.My heart was so excited that it was about to jump out of my chest.

It's almost there! It's almost there!See him soon!

Lian Qiao couldn't help showing a smile that was a little perverted with excitement.If the teaching director passed by now, he would definitely call the police and arrest him as a perverted copper smelter.

Fortunately, years of stealth games are not for nothing.Lian Qiao came to the door of the section class easily, with his beating heartbeat echoing in his ears, and a sharp curse pierced his eardrum like a steel needle.

"Didn't do homework again?! Xu Rendong, do you still want to study?!"

Even Joe was shocked, as if his ears had been picked up.

He crept under the window sill and poked his head out quietly.I saw dozens of primary school students sitting in the classroom, all of them sitting upright, their little hands obediently placed on the small table, and their eyes staring at the podium without blinking.

The strange thing is that there are no facial features on the faces of those children.

A few people had their names written on their faces, while others had only a flat human skin with no eyes, nose or mouth.At first glance, they look like poor-quality dolls who forgot to draw facial features, but upon closer inspection, the chests of those faceless children rise and fall slightly, and they can breathe.

This scene is like a nightmare—does he study in such an environment every day? !

The scolding from the podium continued.Lian Qiao forced himself to turn his eyes away with heartache and fear, and his eyes finally fell on the skinny child by the podium.

That was his honeysuckle.The little honeysuckle that keeps its back straight at all times.

In front of Liandong stood a middle-aged woman with a fierce expression, not at all as amiable as a people's teacher.She cursed loudly and slapped the podium.Under this double noise, even Joe who was standing outside the classroom felt his eardrums go numb, let alone Little Honeysuckle who was so close at hand?

Lian Qiao immediately felt angry.He was about to rush in to rescue Lonicera, but he heard a childish and cold voice from the podium.

"Have you scolded enough?"

Lian Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and then slowed down.I saw Little Honeysuckle raised his head, with a slight mockery and indifference on his face.There was no fear in his eyes, and he stretched out his two gloved hands, and said calmly: "If you should be punished, you will be punished, don't waste time."

The female teacher was furious: "Okay you! How dare you contradict the teacher?! You uneducated little bastard, today I have to teach you a lesson, let you know what will happen if you contradict the teacher!"

As he spoke, he tore off Lonicera's gloves.

Little Honeysuckle frowned slightly.At the same time, the classroom darkened, and a figure appeared at the door, blocking the sunlight from outside.

Little Lonicera turned her head subconsciously, her expression changed instantly: "You, you..."

Lian Qiao narrowed his eyes, and his eyes fell on his little hands.

I saw that the delicate and soft little hand was red and swollen.The palm was swollen high and swollen almost transparent.

The middle-aged female teacher held a pointer in her hand, and the pointer had not yet fallen - obviously, the injury on Little Lonicera's hand had been there long ago.

……when?

Since when did he hide such a serious injury from me? !

Lian Qiao's face was full of clouds, and his eyes quickly swept across the woolen gloves, and he understood everything in an instant.

Little Rendong, who had not been moved by the threat of the female teacher, saw Lian Qiao at this time, but as if he had seen a ghost, his expression flinched, and he subconsciously hid back.

Lian Qiao approached step by step.Liandong was forced to step back step by step until he hit the podium.

Little Honeysuckle felt panic from the bottom of his heart.Even he himself wondered - why should he be afraid?

Why are you afraid of Lian Qiao?

The middle-aged female teacher said angrily: "Who are you? Who allowed you to come in?!"

Lian Qiao stopped, turned her head slightly, and cast a condescending glance at the female teacher: "You hit it?"

"I warn you, this is a school! It's class time now!" The female teacher picked up the phone on the table and threatened, "If you don't go out again, I will..."

Before she finished speaking, Lian Qiao raised her long leg and kicked her to the ground with one kick!

The female teacher screamed again and again, clutching her stomach and rolling on the ground, calling for help.Hearing her scream, Lian Qiao became even more gloomy.He stood condescendingly in front of the female teacher, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and kicked the female teacher hard in the stomach!

"Ahhh!" the female teacher cried, curling up with her stomach in her arms.Lian Qiao squinted her eyes, ignored the female teacher's begging for mercy, and instead kicked and beat her desperately one after another.

Under the podium, those faceless primary school students all watched silently, motionless.In the entire classroom, only the blunt and muffled sound of being kicked and beaten continued to circle.

Little Lonicera was so dumbfounded that she forgot to go up to stop him.

Because he didn't finish his homework, he was physically punished by the teacher and his palm was smashed.It was because he was worried about Lian Qiao's impulsiveness that he bought gloves to cover the wound on his hand, but he didn't expect it to be torn through.

He expected Lian Qiao to be angry, but he didn't expect Lian Qiao to really get angry, so... so...

so cruel!

It would be fine if he was dealing with ghosts, but the one screaming and begging for mercy at his feet was indeed an ordinary human NPC.Although corporal punishment of elementary school students has gone too far, it is not a crime that deserves death!

--right!Lian Qiao's posture was simply to beat the teacher to death!

That's why Honeysuckle is terrified.

He is really killing people!

Thinking of this, Little Honeysuckle trembled all over, but he came to his senses.He rushed to Lian Qiao and grabbed Lian Qiao's arm desperately.

"Calm down! Lian Qiao! Stop!"

Lian Qiao, as if she didn't hear him, still kicked the female teacher expressionlessly.

Lian Qiao's attack was extremely ruthless, not only kicking towards the weak abdomen and back, but also hitting the female teacher's face several times.The female teacher screamed terribly, but Lian Qiao remained unmoved.His eyes were cold and disgusted, like looking at a pool of rotten meat.

There are a large number of peripheral nerves gathered on the face.If the face is kicked, the person will experience unbearable pain and will faint instantly.At this time, the female teacher not only had a bruised nose and a swollen face, but blood was oozing from her lips and nose.Her eyesight had begun to blur, she was dying, and she was afraid she would die on the spot if she didn't rescue her!

Xu Rendong couldn't hold him back at all.In desperation, he had no choice but to throw himself in front of the female teacher, trying to use himself to wake up Lian Qiao's reason.

"Lian Qiao, stop the fuck!" Xu Rendong yelled, "Did you hear that—hmm!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lian Qiao kicked him in the stomach, kicking him flying, and hit the corner of the podium hard!

The abdomen is the most vulnerable part of the human body.At this time, he was in the shape of a child again, without the protection of his abdominal muscles, his delicate internal organs seemed to have been directly kicked to pieces.What's more, the deadly spine directly hit the sharp corner of the podium, causing him a huge panic in an instant-he was about to be kicked to death!

Little Honeysuckle slid down from the podium, the pain made his whole body convulse.He clutched his stomach and curled up, the severe pain had made him careless of other things, and the strong dizziness took away his sanity.

There was a gasping sound above his head.Then there was a sound of messy footsteps, and something hit the blackboard backwards.

Little Lonicera raised her head with difficulty, facing Shang Lianqiao's eyes.

Their eyes met, and he saw panic, shock, guilt, and... fear in Lian Qiao's eyes.

Why... fear?

Before losing consciousness and falling to the ground, Little Honeysuckle thought in a daze: Is what Lian Qiao is afraid of, and what he is afraid of, the same thing?

What is it?