[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

1.18

He frowned, and it took him a while to open his eyes with difficulty, staring blankly at the unfamiliar yet familiar scene around him.

"This is the classroom? Why am I here?"

His throat was dry, making Jiang Chen's speech choppy like a cassette tape recorder.

He wanted to leave, but found his lower body stuck to the chair, unable to stand. Calling for help was useless here, he could only watch the darkness outside the window fade away, and the pale morning light slowly crept into the classroom.

The sun, which symbolized the new day, was now extremely cold, like an incandescent lamp on the ceiling of a morgue, and the tiny dust and insects were invisible under the light.

Under the icy light, a stench of black gas gushed out from every seat.

Jiang Chen was frightened, his knees against the table, the feet of the table rubbed against the concrete floor, making a harsh sound.

This sound was like the opening cannon, and all the black energy condensed into the shape of a human sitting at the table at the same time.

Those black air were surging like live worms, crawling down little by little under the sunlight, digging into the ground and disappearing.

When all the black qi dissipated, everyone in the third and third class of high school sat back to their former positions. They were wearing pajamas, looking at everything around them in a dazed and terrified way, and screaming loudly that shook the air.

Jiang Chen looked at them one by one, they were all familiar faces at the class reunion, and those vacant seats were people who had died.

He looked around and found no trace of Liu Wei.

Suddenly, his gaze stopped, and he saw three potbellied middle-aged men appearing in the examination room. They sat in temporary additions on either side of the podium, looking out of place.

The three middle-aged people were very flustered and obviously didn't know what was going on. They wanted to turn around to see what was behind them, but their bodies were not as flexible as they were sitting for years, and they could only see each other side by side.

Jiang Chen noticed that Lu Lu's face suddenly became ugly after seeing the three of them, and after hesitating for a while, she called out to the three of them.

Because the classroom was too noisy, screaming, abusing, crying, tables and chairs overturned, and Lu Lu was in the front row, and she was in the back row, and the two seats were diagonal, so Jiang Chen did not Hearing Lu Lu's words clearly, I only saw that the faces of the four of them were very ugly.

Jiang Fuyue divided people into big bald, medium bald, and small bald according to their hair volume. Big bald is the most stable, although his face is bloodless, his expression is managed online; Zhong bald keeps wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and his lips collide with spittle stars when he speaks; little bald should be still asleep, dressed properly, and quickly out of his pocket Take out your phone and dial the number.

However, the phone could not be connected, it was like another world.

At this moment, the door of the classroom was slammed open, and a hunched old man walked in slowly.

Everyone was frightened and huddled between the tables and chairs like a quail.

The three bald men have obviously seen the world, and there is no overreaction except for their pale faces. They show their skills, intimidate and lure them, and offer all kinds of conditions that ordinary people cannot refuse in exchange for the opportunity to escape from here, but the old man does not care. Moved, smiled and walked to the podium.