What the hell was that about deskmates dying together?
In the dim classroom, the ghost students all bared their teeth, shivers running through them.
Their new teacher looked playful and seemed quite amiable, but when he struck, he was as vicious as a butcher whose hands were drenched in blood.
Beneath his gentle exterior, there seemed to live a demon that devoured people, bones and all.
"No! At this rate, he'll kill us all!"
The Upside-Down Ghost's deskmate, a boy with a mouthful of blood and a swollen belly, stood up and declared passionately, "Classmates! We have to fight back, or none of us will leave this classroom alive tonight!"
"Exactly. This teacher is setting traps for us. He's far too bloodthirsty!" the Hanged Ghost said sinisterly.
"Fight him, and we might still have a chance!"
"Fight..."
The horrifying vicious ghosts in the classroom spoke grimly, one after another. Chilly gusts swept through the room, and the temperature dropped considerably.
Upon hearing this,
the people hiding outside felt the corners of their mouths twitch uncontrollably.
They had heard everything Jiang Chen had just done and were already shocked beyond belief.
Now, hearing a group of ghosts say, "He's far too bloodthirsty," they nearly lost it and laughed aloud.
What the hell? Ghosts calling a human too bloodthirsty!
Judging by their yin energy, every vicious ghost from Sunward Middle School present had at least a dozen lives on their hands.
Yet Jiang Chen had broken even these ruthless killers' composure, making them willing to risk violating the school rules to attack him together!
With vicious ghosts locking onto him one after another, Jiang Chen felt his scalp prickle.
After all, his three attacks just now had consumed another large amount of Demonic Power. He really might not be able to handle