Chapter 73 Kill Me
The bloody corpse fell at Li Ziyue's feet. The blood seemed to be still warm, and he could even feel that the man was not dead yet.
Her breathing continued, her chest rising and falling slightly.
My fingertips are trembling.
Li Ziyue lied.
It's not that he doesn't know how to use a gun.
Li Ziyue felt his arm go numb, and the hand holding the pistol turned into a block of ice that had nothing to do with him.
He knew exactly who the person he shot was.
He is his only friend.
He was also the teacher who taught him how to use a gun.
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【Ten years ago, real world】
Classroom 34.
“Only if you are good enough can you continue to ‘go to school’ till now.”
"You will be able to leave school tomorrow," the head teacher said smilingly as she stood on the podium. "Of course, we will have a 'last lesson' that has special significance."
“Who would want to take this kind of class…”
"That's right, do you think we don't know the truth..."
Someone muttered below: "The survival rate of the last class is frighteningly low..."
However, although most people were dissatisfied with this so-called "course", no one dared to really stand up and protest.
They have been conditioned to have an instinctive fear of the people in front of them.
"Okay, students, don't look sad on a happy day," the head teacher said with a smile, "Everyone line up and let's draw your opponent."
Li Ziyue raised his head slightly and looked at the head teacher with a complicated look.
"Liu Yuche," he said, his lips moving slightly. Although his eyes were on the head teacher, he was talking to the person next to him, "Do you want me to pick you?"
Liu Yuche rubbed his short hair that had just grown to the tip of his ears and yawned lazily: "Is this what I can hope for?"
She smiled briefly: "There's a saying."
Li Ziyue glanced at her and said nothing more.
A group of thin young men stood in the audience, all with sullen faces, and no one took any action for the time being.
"Move aside, thank you."
Li Ziyue made way for him through the crowd and was the first to step onto the podium.
"Who will he pick?" Someone in the corner began to pray, "Don't pick me, don't pick me. I don't want to be issued a death warrant tonight."
"The last person who was drawn to fight him in a duel...his body has long since rotted and stank..."
At that time, Li Ziyue had just turned 17 years old, but he had become a nightmare in the hearts of his classmates and the class teacher.
There is no other reason.
Li Ziyue is young, but he is strong and ruthless.
No one will forget Li Ziyue’s first day at school.
At that time, Li Ziyue didn’t even know how to write the word “low-key”, and he never hid his edge.
His mood is like the summer weather, changeable.
Act simply, without thinking about the reasons or worrying about the consequences, just do what you like.
That same day, he beat the top student in the fighting department who was showing off in the school until he was speechless. After beating him, he still squatted in front of the man's struggling body with a smile on his face.
"Ah, first place," Li Ziyue's peach blossom eyes curved into crescents, "Can you take first place with this level?"
This move made him famous overnight, and anyone who saw Li Ziyue smiling afterwards would feel uneasy.
The head teacher took the note that Li Ziyue drew and excitedly called out the name on it.
"Liu Yuche——"
"Hey," Liu Yuche held his forehead with his hand, "It's true, 'If the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, you won't live to see five o'clock.'"
Li Ziyue stood on the stage, his face expressionless.
Those beautiful peach blossom eyes only held coldness.
His eyes seemed to fall inadvertently on the back of the head teacher, stared at him for two seconds, then he made an impatient "tsk" sound and walked off the stage.
"Oh my god! First place in the Mechanical Engineering Department! How could Liu Yuche be picked? Two big guys are competing, and they have such a good relationship. It would be a big loss if either of them dies!"
"Let's make a bet, who will live and who will die?"
"Although I think Li Ziyue is very strong... but one uses a short blade and the other uses a gun... It depends on what kind of venue we are in tomorrow. If the venue is wide, I think it's hard to say."
"Alas... the people above like to do this the most. In the early stage, they want us to form a life-and-death partnership, and in the end, they will definitely force us to kill each other with our own hands."
"Come on, you have betrayed many of your companions to survive until today, so stop being so sentimental here."
"Li Ziyue," Liu Yuche called out to him, "You know in your heart that I will definitely be picked in the final test."
Li Ziyue didn't look back and didn't say anything.
Lack of food during adolescence made him thinner and thinner. When you first see him, you will see his skeleton, but when you look closely, you will feel that he is a skeleton with flesh and skin hanging on it.
Liu Yuche lowered his eyes slightly and his gaze stopped at Li Ziyue's back.
See his protruding shoulder blades under his thin shirt.
She sighed without leaving a trace.
The fingertips hanging by his sides rubbed unconsciously, and a layer of calluses had formed there, which were caused by years of handling guns.
"You can..." Li Ziyue's figure gradually disappeared in front of her. She lowered her voice and muttered to herself, "Don't do anything stupid."
That night, everyone woke up to the sound of the alarm. In the dark night, the school’s staff dormitory building lit up with a striking red light like the blazing sun.
The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. Everyone looked out of the iron bars of their rooms and saw a group of elite soldiers wearing heavy armor forming an airtight circle in front of the faculty building, trapping the person in the middle inside.
Those who are sensible have already exclaimed.
"He must be crazy... He dares to go to the class teacher."
"Did it work? If it works, does that mean we don't need it tomorrow..." Someone was already sobbing, "I really don't want to choose between me and my friend..."
Behind this man, the freshly polished sword seemed to be shining with a sharp light.
"I heard that he was able to compete with the class teacher at the beginning, which was amazing, but later... Oh, what a pity."
When Li Ziyue was thrown into the duel classroom, he was still unconscious.
[The last lesson: "The bodies of my companions littered the road home"]
[No limit on duration, no limit on method, until one party completely loses vital signs, the other party will be allowed to "go home"]
There weren't many visible scars on his body, but just by looking at the color of his lips one could tell how severe his internal injuries were.
The cold short blade was dropped in front of him.
"Hey," Liu Yuche's eyes were cold, and her short hair was pushed back in annoyance, "Li Ziyue, raise your head."
Li Ziyue slowly narrowed one of his eyes, and then he felt someone kick him hard in the chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out instantly.
Blood splattered on the ground, leaving long cruel marks.
"Are you letting me off the hook?" Liu Yuche retracted his foot, "Li Ziyue, I'll ask you to raise your head."
The cold muzzle of the gun was pointed at Li Ziyue's temple.
"If this is the end, I hope I can defeat you fairly, not in this way."
"I know you are awake. What are you avoiding? You let your homeroom teacher make you like this... Do you think you have a legitimate reason to lose to me..."
Li Ziyue suddenly laughed.
Liu Yuche was stunned.
"You..." Li Ziyue raised one eye and said in a mocking tone, "You seem to think highly of yourself."
The muzzle of the gun is shaking.
"Liu Yuche, do you think this is a game? This is the last level. As long as I kill you... I can get out."
The more Li Zi curled up on the ground and coughed, the paler his face became.
"Of course I know that I will fight you in the end, otherwise why would I become friends with you in the first place," he curled his lips with difficulty, "You are the worst at close combat... and what I am best at is..."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Yuche already understood what he meant.
"I went to the homeroom teacher just to 'cheat'... I didn't expect the homeroom teacher to be so strict in the end, ahem..." Li Ziyue looked at her with some pity, "It seems that I was quite successful in deceiving you. You still don't dare to believe it, Liu Yu..."
"Bang!"
A thin wisp of milky white smoke emerged from the wall behind Li Ziyue.
A bullet lodged in the wall.
Liu Yuche's face turned frighteningly dark, and the next moment, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Li Ziyue's temples again.
"Li Ziyue, if you go crazy again, I will kill you immediately."
"If there was time to talk, you would have already shot," Li Ziyue forced a stiff smile, "You are still hesitating, what? Are you still imagining that I am lying to you?"
"Liu Yuche, count the bullets in your sniper rifle later. Is it full or is there only one? Do you think the head teacher really didn't help me--"
Liu Yuche pushed inward with his index finger on the trigger.
Li Ziyue just squinted his eyes and looked at her.
Time seemed to pass very slowly, so slowly that he could count his own heartbeats expertly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Liu Yuche slowly closed his eyes.
"Li Ziyue, you..."
She threw the gun aside casually and punched him like rain, soaking Li Ziyue with blood.
Although Liu Yuche is proficient in using various firearms, he is most proficient in long-range sniping. For long-range shooters like them, physical strength is actually a weakness.
But Li Ziyue’s condition is not right now, and Liu Yuche can hurt Li Ziyue tenfold with one point of strength.
As blood and sweat accumulated together, Li Ziyue felt that his consciousness was floating in the vast ocean. His vision was blurred and he could vaguely see a little light, but it was all blood red.
I don't feel much pain anymore.
Li Ziyue bit his lower lip slightly. He no longer felt any fear of death, but only relief.
That would be great too.
Li Ziyue was a wanderer all his life. He didn't know his parents when he was young. When he was still an infant, he was pitied by a kind old man and lived a few years that were so beautiful that they seemed like a dream.
At that time, he had just learned to run, just knew how to call "Grandma", and just had the courage to act like a normal child.
Then.
The orange-red sunset was imprinted on his pupils, and the warm blood splashed on his little face, which had not yet lost its roundness.
The old man's body was still blocking his way.
But he lost his head.
Blood spurted from the neck.
They were coming to arrest him.
She died because of him.
"Run, child," the old man's hoarse words seemed to still ring in his ears, "Run. Don't... get caught by them."
At that time, Li Ziyue didn't know that he would experience three escapes in his life.
The first time he escaped, the old man who raised him died.
The second time he escaped, the senior schoolmate who had accompanied him through adolescence died.
The third time...
In a trance, he seemed to feel the old man's warm hand caressing the side of his face.
"Child, you shouldn't come to me now," the old man smiled gently, "stay alive, you haven't found it yet..."
Nothing found... Nothing found...
Li Ziyue stretched out his hand to try to hold the old man, but he only grabbed something empty.
Then, the final blow landed on him.
He felt that his mind was like a room without lights at night.
In an instant, everything was dark.
Liu Yuche's wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
The person in front of him slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes still closed and his bloodless lips trembling.
Afterwards, Liu Yuche felt a sudden pain in his lower abdomen.
Then she was suddenly kicked to the ground.
The man looked down at her.
There is no human consciousness in those peach blossom eyes that seem to be smiling forever.
Cold and merciless, leaving only the beast-like desire to survive.
Liu Yuche curled up on the ground and coughed violently.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly in a smile.
Li Ziyue really should learn how to lie.
Her body trembled as she kicked the gun on the ground in front of Li Ziyue.
"Use this to kill me," Liu Yuche coughed up a mouthful of blood, "They say... the level of students can directly represent the ability of the teacher. Pick up the gun and kill me, don't let me regret teaching you."
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