Zheng Wuyou and the others had tried to keep quiet as they reached the second-floor landing of the right-hand No. 2 teaching building. They planned to dash straight across the lawn from the first-floor stairwell and make a run for the dorms.
But the sound of someone clomping around in slippers blocked their way.
"Did you see that guy piss himself when he begged for mercy?"
One of them slapped the sole of his shoe, speaking in a thick local accent. His duck voice was unbearably unpleasant, as if his mouth were full of phlegm.
"Yeah. What's the boss thinking? The kid's dead, and now we still have to clean up after him."
"If we don't kill someone, how are we supposed to trick those people next?"
The man with the duck voice continued, smugly praising their boss. They seemed to be plotting some grand scheme.
"True. But the boss really is quick on the uptake. Once the unrest broke out and he saw the whole city was in chaos, he knew to come to the school first!"
"And you know what? There really are a lot of beautiful women at college! Hahahaha!"
Two lazy, swaggering figures came down the stairs, heading straight toward where Zheng Wuyou and the others were.
Zheng Wuyou and the other three hadn't expected them to take this staircase. They hurried back around the corner and pressed themselves against the wall, listening to their conversation.
She'd thought it was just a conflict between students at the school.
One that had ended in tragedy.
She never imagined it had been deliberate!
Monsters!
She glanced back at the closed door of the lecture hall behind them. If they tried to run back now, the noise would surely draw those men's attention!
But if they didn't run, the