So at a time like this, they could just deny being human and claim to be dogs—animals?
Fuck your mom.
These two assholes were basically invincible, three-dimensional defense systems!
"Heh, heh, hahahahahaha!"
Wang Ze looked at his two deathly pale hands. He first chuckled, then burst into the kind of villainous laughter a dark magical girl would make.
Sometimes, laughter was not politeness. It was a warning.
Feeling like Wang Ze was about to chant, "Gulnara, God of Darkness, ooh-la-hoo, Dark Magic Transformation," Lin Li and Bai Bufan cautiously climbed down from the desks first.
—That way, they could make a faster escape later.
They also pointed the paint rollers at Wang Ze, ready for battle.
Wang Ze had indeed been considering making a move, but when he looked at the rollers, he thought it over and decided against it.
Only Hu Tutu could deal with brushes. He was not up to it.
The two of them still had aprons to protect themselves from splattering paint. When the time came, he and his clothes would probably be the only ones getting hurt.
The paint would be hard to wash off once it dried, so Wang Ze turned and headed for the restroom.
But he could not look too weak either, so he turned back and left them with a threat:
"Bufan, I can't control whether Lin Li stays in the dorms, but you—when you sleep tonight, remember to close your eyes. Otherwise, heh—"
"Shouldn't you be telling me to keep my eyes open to stand watch?" Seeing that war had not broken out immediately, Bai Bufan let out a sigh of relief before voicing his confusion.
Wang Ze turned around and walked backward, smiling at Bai Bufan.
"The eye I meant isn't one of the two on your face."
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