The First Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty-Two Chapters Group Pk: Dark Night, Death Is Coming (Forty-Six)

Nan Jiu glanced at the broken steps, and said to the squad leader seriously: "Clean up these pieces and throw them away, clean up."

Squad Leader: "...Okay."

Finally, this can be called one of the terrifying campus rumors, the thirteenth staircase.

He once terrorized countless people with infinite beauty, and the rest of his life ended up in a smashed and tragic garbage dump.

Ghost students: May you die well, Amen.

Participating in at least three campus bad talks or more than three supernatural system release tasks have ended.

Huan Yunyan didn't want to go through the fourth one, she refused, very much.

Ranbai looked at the school thoughtfully, as if thinking of something, and asked casually to the monitor, "Is there no teacher in your school?"

Squad leader: "...No, no."

"Sir, do you have any questions?" The squad leader hesitated for a moment, looked at Dianbai cautiously, and asked tentatively.

"No problem." Ranbai leaned aside and smiled: "I just want to do something for your ghost school."

Monitor: The bad premonition is getting heavier.

Ranbai patted the sickle and said in a low voice, "Good boy, go grab a few and bring back some good-looking, tasteful, and good-looking ones." She paused and emphasized: "The most important thing is to look good."

Dyeing Bai likes to appreciate all the beautiful people or things.

The squad leader listened to Dianbai's words, the alarm bell rang loudly, and countless thoughts passed by.

What is Lord Death going to do?

When the sickle heard the words of dyeing white, it vibrated twice, and the biu flew out.

Squad leader: Lord Death's sickle is also so spiritual.

However, after a quarter of an hour, all the ghost school students have no love.

They looked at the professional-looking teacher on the podium, wearing a teacher's uniform, with the words "we are professional" written all over from the strands of hair to the toes.

Ghost school students don't even know how long they haven't attended class.

After finally escaping the troubles of class, the teacher's embrace is now back!

Simply torture.

The teacher knocked on the blackboard solemnly, cleared his throat and said, "Listen to the class carefully! I have prepared the schedule for work and rest."

The teacher pushed his eyes, turned his head to look at Yanbai, and smiled extremely brightly, "Sir, do you see what I can do?"

Ranbai nodded slightly, leaned lazily against the door, folded his slender legs, and responded absentmindedly.

Sleepy,

Want sleep.

Ranbai flipped through the language books on the podium, threw out a stack of coins, and his voice was very light: "You can directly order textbooks and materials, and buy what you need. This school is too ugly. , just lose the family." Ranbai lifted his eyes, glanced at the school uniforms the students were wearing, and propped his chin, said: "Change the school uniform, this is too worn and too old, and it doesn't look good." His tone was full of disgust.

"The school is only open to ghosts, and no one will enter. Those who want to break in will be killed." Ranbai's tone was calm, without the slightest ups and downs, "Let's take a look at the admissions, and always kill any intruders directly, without being soft-hearted."

Ranbai looked at the teacher and opened his lips slightly: "Understand?"

Just a word, but inexplicably dangerous.

The teacher nodded obediently, this boss is a bit scary.

I thought that when I was looking for a suitable classroom job before my death, I was directly hooked by a sickle and turned into the famous horror school.

The teacher could not help but be convinced by the process.

As expected of an adult, can you say that it is so simple and rude?