Looking at the door, Qin Nuo frowned, stepped back a little bit, and turned his head to look around the bathroom.
There is an air vent, but even if I were a smaller version of myself, it would be difficult to get out.
"Chen Guang..."
"Chen Guang..."
Voices expressing various emotions came from outside the severely corroded stainless steel door.
"What on earth did Chen Guang do to attract so many people's attention? Is he the scapegoat or Tang Monk?" Qin Nuo couldn't help muttering as he listened.
Bang!
At this moment, a hole was smashed through the bottom of the stainless steel door, and then a little ghost's head came out from it, with a pale dead face on it.
He raised his head, his two necrotic eyeballs rolling around like marbles, with a smug look on his young face: "Haha, I'm the first one in!"
"Congratulations, you get a prize for being the first to start!"
As Qin Nuo spoke, he gripped the bone-breaking hammer in both hands and swung it hard on the face. It immediately blossomed like a red spider lily, and blood splattered everywhere.
He was thrown out violently and fell on the corridor. His face was covered in blood and flesh, more like a piece of cloth, which was tearing apart.
This injury was fatal, and the little ghost could only scream: "It hurts! It hurts so much!"
"This traitor dares to fight back! Let's tear down the door and skin him alive!"
Several students watched and immediately went crazy, starting to violently tear down the door.
Qin Nuo looked at the stainless steel door that was about to collapse, took a few steps back, and thought about countermeasures.
At this time, the fake squad leader quietly came out of the toilet cubicle, appeared behind Qin Nuo with a ferocious look, and stared at Qin Nuo with his broken eyes.
Just as he was about to take action, the muzzle of the Night Devil's hunting rifle shot forward and penetrated directly into the mouth of the fake squad leader.
Qin Nuo glanced at him sideways: "You want a second shot so badly?"
Just as the Bubble Squad Leader was about to speak, his mouth was smashed with a bang.
He covered his mouth with his hands, rolled on the floor, and screamed miserably.
"A catastrophic ghost, two shots couldn't kill a little ghost. Is that too outrageous, or is order protecting these NPCs?"
Qin Nuo turned his head and looked to the side. Damao and Erdan also stood up and looked at him ferociously.
But suddenly, they realized something, their faces turned panicky, and they quickly went back into the toilet cubicle.
Not only that, the toilet door that was being violently demolished also stopped, and there was suddenly no movement outside.
Qin Nuo looked at him with a strange expression.
"Could it be that they all ran away during class?"
After hesitating, Qin Nuo walked forward and opened the door. The corridor was in a mess, but the students were nowhere to be seen.
There were still a lot of things scattered on the ground from the children's fights. Qin Nuo looked at both sides of the corridor and then walked towards Class 9.
At the corner, I ran into a tall figure. I looked up and saw that it was the head teacher. Although I couldn't see his face clearly, I could still tell it was him because of the pair of thick-lensed gold-rimmed glasses.
"I heard a lot of noise."
"And I heard from many classmates that you were causing trouble in the bathroom?"
The head teacher looked up at the mess over there with a cold expression: "I think it's necessary to call your parents in to say a few words."
Qin Nuo spread his hands and said innocently: "Is it possible that I am the one being bullied?"
"I just came to use the toilet and they surrounded me."
The head teacher didn't listen to the explanation at all and said coldly: "Go to my office now."
"I need to have a good talk with you."
As he spoke, his big hand grabbed Qin Nuo's small shoulder.
"No, class is about to start."
"If the homeroom teacher really wants to talk, he can talk to my parents."
Qin Nuo cleverly took a step back to avoid it, left a word, turned around and ran, not giving the other party a chance to speak.
This head teacher obviously doesn't look like a good person. If you follow him, you might end up in a worse situation than that art teacher!
Watching Qin Nuo leave, the head teacher narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not chase after him, but thought of something and turned to walk in one direction.
Qin Nuo walked back along the corridor, and at this time, the bell for class had already sounded in the kindergarten.
This made him speed up!
Because one of the kindergarten's ghost stories is about the school bell.
"Twelfth, if you hear the bell and haven't returned to your classroom yet, make sure you find your class and go in. Don't go into the wrong class or any other room, or you might get stuck!"
As the bell rang, the corridor was still filled with white fog, and the corridor seemed to have become longer.
He walked for a long time without seeing his class.
Moreover, the classes we passed by either had no house numbers or the class number sequence was shuffled.
"It's going to be trouble again."
"Tsk, it's all the fault of those three nagging brats. They kept me from getting back to class in time. I really should have given them a couple more bullets!"
Qin Nuo clicked his tongue and felt secretly annoyed.
He continued walking, but the white fog in front of him could not be cleared away, as if it had no bottom.
As I passed by the rooms without house numbers, all kinds of sinister and strange laughter came from them. Through the windows, I could vaguely see dark shadows moving around inside.
Looking at that physique, he doesn't look like a child at all!
Moreover, in some windows, there were pale little ghost faces, dead fish-like eyes, ghost faces with only one mouth, etc.
They made all kinds of tempting noises in an attempt to attract Qin Nuo's attention and bring him in.
Qin Nuo only had eyes for Class 9's house number, and automatically filtered out everything else.
"It's a pity that Constantine's cigarettes are gone, otherwise they would come in handy."
Qin Nuo murmured.
But soon, he stopped and his eyes suddenly lit up.
I saw a familiar house number, Class 9 of the senior class!
Finally found it!
Because of the ghost story, Qin Nuo also paid attention to the house number to confirm that he had not entered the wrong place, then reached out, turned the door handle, and pushed the classroom door open.
With a creak, the door slowly opened.
Qin Nuo stuck his head in and was about to follow half of his body in, but suddenly stopped.
He looked into the classroom, his expression slightly stiff and his eyes twitching.
"It seems, it seems, that I've entered the wrong class..."
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