The cartoonist divides the page into left and right, with two perspectives running parallel.

The girl, with her back to the crowd, lowered her eyes and looked for a while before reaching out to take it. A new name slowly appeared on the old name tag.

——Principal of Aoki High School

——Jiang Ji

The armband on Ying Huai's left arm slowly regained its former luster, and the object of the armband's allegiance also became the new manager.

I could clearly feel the armband becoming scorching hot, the heat penetrating through the clothes to my skin, the blood in my body was ignited, clamoring to be loyal to her.

Why does this scene feel a bit erotic?

Li Xi clicked on the barrage, wanting to see if it was his problem.

[Please find the difference in the picture below. (Contains spoilers)

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One green belt has a straw-headed doll, and the other does not. The one with the straw-headed doll is the real one! 】

[I really didn’t realize it if you didn’t tell me! ]

[The principal in black and the principal in white are one entity. The principal in black can project the image that the principal in white sees, but the principal in white did not notice the straw-headed doll. One is a phantom, the other is a real scene!]

[Fuck! The old thief's details are amazing! ]

[Attention all units, only the part where Jiang Ji talks to the principal is true. From the moment Jiang Ji took over the school badge, it was misleading! ]

Turn the page and the two perspectives merge.

The girl looked up and saw Ying Huai sitting opposite her. She blinked and gave a sly smile, "I'm the principal now. You have to listen to me."

She waved: "Come here, class representative."

He ordered him around with a smile, like training a dog.

This thought popped up in Li Xi's mind. There was clearly nothing in the picture, but his buttery head buzzed with excitement and he had no place to vent it.

Ying Huai walked up, the silver words on the armband shining.

Jiang Ji spread his hands, just like the gesture of a master in real life waiting for a big dog to put its paw on him.

Those black eyes stared deeply for a moment, then he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled a little weirdly, then he knelt on his right knee in compromise, with his left hand on his left knee.

The cartoonist didn't draw much about Ying Huai's hands, but they were very well-made, especially when they were covered with ashes or blood. The distinct winding blue veins on Leng Bai's hands looked like ink painting.

He stretched out his injured hand, held up the girl's hand, and lowered his proud head softly, gently brushing the end of his jet-black hair. The bloodstain on the tip of his ear had dried up, and was bright red.

"Teacher, let me be your sharpest knife."

The tone was passionate and pious.

A smile just appeared on the girl's face.

The next second, the eyes hidden by the black hair suddenly sank, and the surrender in the eyes turned into sharpness. He grabbed the hand with his backhand, pulled the other person over and threw him heavily to the ground. His left hand strangled the slender and fragile throat, and his five fingers left a glaring purple bruise on the neck.

The girl opened her eyes wide, with pain revealed between her brows. He showed no mercy or hesitation, and at the same time pulled out a dagger from the sheath with his other hand.

The knife was inserted into the heart, completely penetrated, quickly, accurately and ruthlessly.

[Sister Ji certainly didn't expect that these villains had been killed by the Xie Team twice right in front of her face. Last time they were shot in the head, and this time they were stabbed in the heart. ]

[I've already told you this trick won't work, sir. The last Lotus Tower member who did this has grass two meters high on his grave.]

[He stabbed his wife in the face even harder. ]

[My team is a troublemaker, and I love to take advantage of others. 】

[Principal in black: Stop scolding me. Be more careful in your next life.]

[Jiang Ji lost a high-end real estate in the strange world. If it were a house slave like me, I would have agreed to it without hesitation.]

[Why doesn’t the white-clothed principal turn into the face of the scumbag team! I want to see the two of them stab each other! It must be very exciting! ]

[It should be that the principal in white feels that Captain Xie’s face is not as attractive as the ghost domain to Sister Ji! Hahahaha, what a poor guy! ]

[Although my husband is a bit fierce, he is so handsome!!!]

Two perspectives are performed simultaneously, cutting diagonally into two grids, with the same standard dagger inserted into the chests of the principals in black and white.

They are obviously different eye shapes, but they overlap at this moment.

The gushing blood splashed all over his face.

That face was full of shock and confusion, and her clear and bright eyes were stained with blood. The blood was on Ying Huai's face, and also on her own. It was reflected in those cold black eyes and slowly spread out.

The other person uttered the second half of the sentence indifferently.

"Insert into your heart."

What? The ghost couldn't figure it out, and after a while he pieced together a complete sentence: Let me be your sharpest knife and pierce your heart.

[You didn't expect that, they said an inverted sentence. ]

Li Xi almost burst out laughing when he saw this highly praised comment.

Fortunately, the classmate in the front row suddenly shouted "Oh my God" because of something he saw, which just covered up her laughter.

Now the teacher is calling me to ask questions.

Li Xi felt relieved for a while that her friend died but she was not, then lowered her head and continued. This time she was more careful and tried her best to maintain a stable mental state.

[Why…?] asked strangely.

[Her ambitions are much greater than this.]

The black-haired young man in the cyan uniform drew out a dagger and stood up. The thunder brewing in the sky fell, using his blood as a fuse, bombarding wildly.

With every bombing, the surrounding scenery trembled, and soon the original color faded, revealing the true darkness.

He returned to the forest and saw a charred body lying on the ground. He could barely tell the man's identity from the pair of scattered men's leather shoes.

The gates of hell opened, and it hung in the air like a morning star.

Ying Huai tore off the discipline armband, which was blown away by a breeze and landed on the pair of brown leather shoes.

He turned and walked towards the gates of hell.

Along the way, we saw the corpses of some people with special powers. They died tragically on both sides with their eyes open. Only the upper body was left after being eaten. Several bodies were piled across the middle of the road. The dirty and smelly blood dyed the soil reddish-brown.

Ying Huai didn't even raise his eyelids as he stepped over the corpse. His military boots left a trail of scarlet footprints on the road, extending towards the exit.

The leaves fluttered in the wind, and the tall figure became lazy.

Many of the surrounding trees fell down, revealing the bright moon.

On the forest path under the moonlight, the figure looked lonely.

On the other side, the girl also returned to the misty forest.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking air, and a vine stretched out from the forest, wrapping up Jiang Ji's waist. She was wearing two pieces of professional suit, revealing a small part of her waist, and brought her to the highest point of the bean sprout.

The gargoyle dragged the chain over and first looked at the straw-headed doll in the other party's hand. He paused and said, "Mr. Administrator."