Chapter 97 Kill him
Chapter 97 Kill him
In an instant, Jiang Xing felt an urge to kill Su Yanzhi.
She knew what Su Yanzhi was thinking.
Some of his interactions will probably be met with enthusiastic comments from fans on forums.
However, Jiang Xingni knew very well that Su Yanzhi's purpose was actually quite simple—simply to disgust herself.
Seeing that Su Yanzhi's words seemed to have given Zhao Henshan some kind of hint, Zhao Henshan tilted his head.
The resentment on his face dissipated slightly in an instant, and then Zhao Henshan's smile became even gentler: "I see."
Zhao Henshan said softly.
Then, the resentment deepened, and his dark eyes calmly looked at Su Yanzhi: "To thank you for reminding me of this."
"How about..." Zhao Henshan's eyes crinkled into a smile as he looked at Su Yanzhi. "How about we start with you?"
"Don't worry, I'll be very gentle."
Jiang Xing cursed Su Yanzhi in his heart again and again, but still gripped Su Yanzhi's wrist tightly, pulled him, and turned to run!
Instead of taking the normal corridors and stairs, the two of them jumped out of the fifth-floor window, then leaped through the gap between the buildings and landed in the building on the other side.
Su Yanzhi followed closely behind Jiang Xingni, and even under these circumstances, he still wore a faint smile.
Jiang Xingni hated Su Yanzhi to death.
—If it weren't for Su Yanzhi's interruption, Zhao Henshan would have pursued the two of them, but he wouldn't have targeted the entire Tuhe City.
As soon as Su Yanzhi said those words, Zhao Henshan's thinking, which had been confined for six years, was directly expanded.
The class had over 1,500 students, plus faculty and staff, and school leaders.
Jiang Xingni did not believe that everyone knew about Zhao Henshan's ordeal. Everyone was a perpetrator and a bystander in the Zhao Henshan incident, and many more people—compared to those perpetrators and bystanders—simply did not know.
Jiang Xingni experienced high school life with a Chinese education system. Although she did not take the college entrance examination, which most people would choose, she went directly to participate in competitions.
But that doesn't mean Jiang Xingni's high school life was any easier.
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Think about it, you're in high school.
There was a girl at school who died because of sexual violence or something. This kind of thing is shocking, tragic, and attracts a lot of attention.
But it will probably only reach your ears when that girl dies.
Then, after a brief moment of sighing and regret, you will quickly forget her.
You had no idea she was being bullied or trying to call for help.
Because at that time you were focused on whether you were improving in each mock exam. During evening self-study, you compared your score with the top student in the class, your own score, and the score of someone you disliked. Then you busied yourself adding up the points you lost in the exam due to coincidence, and seeing how high your ranking would be if you added them all up.
Are you busy deciding whether to eat at the cafeteria tonight because it's raining, or should you just buy some instant noodles and make do?
Are you wondering when the next holiday will be, whether this week's weekend will be normal, and whether the next statutory holiday will be deducted?
High school students are too busy. Apart from the bullies and the people around the bullied, everyone else has their own life and goals and is on their own path.
Of those nearly two thousand lives lost, most were neither bystanders nor bullies.
They simply didn't know; they had no idea that such things existed in schools.
After hearing Zhao Henshan's gossip and discussing it briefly with a close friend, she put her story out of her mind again due to the pressure of the college entrance examination.
Then one day, they may have graduated from high school or are about to enter society, and they lose their lives because of a gossip from high school, a story they never had a chance to react to.
They simply didn't know; they didn't even have time to find out, take sides, or react.
Even if nearly half of the students in the entire high school class knew Zhao Henshan's story—although that might not sound realistic—that would still mean a thousand innocent people had died.
A thousand families torn apart for no reason.
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Jiang Xingni held Su Yanzhi's hand tightly for a moment, braced her feet on the windowsill, and then climbed over the wall from the corridor into the classroom where the class was in session.
The students and teachers in the classroom were momentarily thrown into disarray by their sudden arrival.
And it only lasted for a moment.
The next second, the expressions on their faces, whether surprise, anger, excitement, or curiosity, all froze.
Then the whole world began to collapse, from beneath their feet, from beneath Jiang Xingni and Su Yanzhi's feet.
"Why are you trying to escape?" Zhao Henshan's voice echoed from behind. "You know perfectly well that this is my world, and you can't escape, can you?"
"Isn't that a pointless question?" Jiang Xing silently complained to himself.
If they don't escape, are they really going to wait to die in front of Zhao Henshan?
Jiang Xingni had considered confronting Zhao Henshan directly, but she still remembered exactly how Zhao Henshan had killed those people in the stadium.
—It was as if it were just a thought, and then the body suddenly exploded.
There is very little information regarding restrictions related to Zhao Henshan's murder.
Furthermore, Jiang Xingni could sense that Zhao Henshan didn't actually want to kill her now, and even still harbored the idea of being understood by her.
Although Jiang Xingni didn't understand, that didn't stop him from taking advantage of it.
The main reason, of course, is that although Su Yanzhi's mouth is really sharp, Jiang Xingni still can't bear to watch a living person be killed by Zhao Henshan in front of him.
Whether it was because Su Yan knew him or because of Zhao Henshan—Jiang Xingni thought of those tearful eyes, not the eyes of a monster, but the eyes of Zhao Henshan when he was still human.
There can't be any more victims.
The school building beneath their feet was still slowly crumbling inch by inch, and the whole world was breaking apart under Zhao Henshan's control.
"Jiang Xingni." Su Yanzhi's wrist was tightly gripped by Jiang Xingni. Even when she was confronting Zhao Henshan, she subconsciously protected Su Yanzhi behind her.
Jiang Xingni pursed her lips, quickly thinking about how to extricate herself, and her tone was somewhat impatient: "Stop talking nonsense."
Su Yanzhi was not angry.
In a sense, the fact that the two of them have been forced into this situation is entirely Su Yanzhi's fault.
Su Yanzhi had no doubt that if Jiang Xingni let go of his hand and threw him to Zhao Henshan, Jiang Xingni would definitely be able to survive on his own.
But Jiang Xingni did not let go.
Although Su Yanzhi didn't understand why.
"I can take you out," he said, looking into Jiang Xingni's eyes.
Jiang Xingni didn't believe it.
—If Su Yanzhi has this ability, why doesn't he take the first step himself?
From Jiang Xingni's expression, Su Yanzhi could tell what she was thinking.
The whole world is about to collapse, and the two of them are almost at the point of having nowhere to stand.
There is no more time.
"Did you hear the singing?" Su Yanzhi suddenly asked.
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