WTF！ There are really enough crow's mouths today, what to say! Wu Liang was startled by what was sticking out of his head coldly, so that the original three or four points of alcohol would all turn into a cold sweat and disappear.

Beckoning the slightly more sober Minister of the Earth to take care of Senior Kondo, who was still vomiting, ran into the teaching building in three steps and two steps, although it was just a hurried photo, but Wu Liang, who had excellent dynamic vision, could be sure that the strange figure that came out of the upper floor should be a person wearing a hood, because the mannequins in the legend of the strange story have always run naked, and they will not put on white chemical protective suits.

It was obvious that someone was playing a prank, and Wu Liang planned to see who the demon would actually stay in the school in the middle of the night to make a ghost.

There was only the footsteps of Wu Liang alone in the teaching building where no one had left, and the sound of wearing leather shoes and stepping heavily on the terrazzo floor echoed in the empty corridor. Pulling out the oversized flashlight used in the temple's dungeon, he ran down the stairs all the way to the fourth floor, and along the corridor to the top floor, he found the window that had just been opened.

The window in the hallway was halfway pushed open, and the night breeze whined. A few minutes had passed, and the guy who was playing a prank in his hood just now should be nearby. Gently pushed open a classroom door that was covered by a shh

I opened the windows in the classroom and in the hallway, and the night breeze that passed through the hall finally diluted the smell of rotten eggs similar to hydrogen sulfide a lot, and although it was still unpleasant, the sneezing stopped!

MMP's! If you don't go home in the chemistry classroom at night, what kind of demon are you doing? Why does it smell so bad?

Pinching his nose and hitting the flashlight on the table, Wu Liang was shocked, feeling as if he had broken something. Meow! So exciting? The table is full of distillation dishes and alcohol lamps, and a small box of strange things that are slowly crystallized by the window, how do you look like the drug production scene in the American drama Breaking Bad.

As soon as the flashlight shone on the tabletop, a white shadow faintly came out of the shadow behind the cabinet not far away, and smashed something towards Wu Liang.

The wind was so loud, how could Wu Liang be hit by such an conspicuous thing, and dodge it when he rolled to the side.

"Be a long one!" After Wu Liang dodged, the thing that was thrown directly smashed into the window behind him, and the broken glass fell all over the ground.

When I looked closely, I found that what was thrown over was actually the second of the seven artifacts of the classical version of the street fight---- electroplating folding stool. Meow, how much hatred and how much resentment? Actually took this kind of murder weapon out? It's too brutal! (Cutting off people's wealth is like killing your parents, how much hatred do you say?) ）

After throwing the chair, Bai Ying tried to rush over, intending to snatch the box that was sitting by the window. Wu Liang, who was attacked by someone, shook the flashlight at the face of the white shadow who rushed over, and the strong flashlight directly shook the white shadow for a short time, and he could only stretch out his hands and wave it indiscriminately.

At this time, Wu Liang had a chance to take a good look at this bastard who was trying to attack him, all the way down his neck was covered in a white simple protective suit, and his head was covered with a headgear of a human model, and there seemed to be a gas mask in the headgear, which looked a little deformed.

"Niang Xipi!" deliberately dressed up like this ghost, and if you are timid, it will be good if you don't have a heart attack, and the scary effect will definitely be outstanding.

stepped forward with a kick, Wu Liang kicked over the bastard in protective clothing, and the moment he fell to the ground, he overturned a large piece of fragmentary utensils on the table, crackling and shattering to the ground. God knows what kind of chemical composition is in the broken vessel, and the liquid that fell to the ground foamed at the white foam after mixing. The bastard who fell to the ground also got a lot of dirt on it, and struggled to get up from the ground and began to tear his protective suit.

Maybe it was contaminated with a strong corrosive liquid, and before he could tear off the protective suit, the contaminated parts of the original pure white protective clothing on his back had already been corroded and blackened, and this guy who had not come out since he beat Wu Liang into the door began to let out a miserable howl that was not like a human voice. The intense pain combined with the temporary blindness caused by the bright light caused the unknown creature to stumble around the classroom.

Not only to carefully avoid the chemicals splashed everywhere on the ground, but also to beware of all kinds of debris that were thrown all over the sky, Wu Liang carefully moved to the door and found the switch by the door, and "snapped" to turn on the lights in the classroom.

Perhaps regaining a little vision, the guy who had torn off most of his protective suit leaned over and rushed towards the door.

"Boom! Boom, boom! "Before he could take a few steps, he tripped over a metal cart placed near the test bench, and the rushing guy fell into a mess with a large pile of experimental equipment such as test tube racks, alcohol lamps, curved neck flasks, and iron racks. The metal cart collided violently with the iron frame on the ground, causing sparks, and the alcohol leaked from the shattered alcohol lamp was directly ignited.

"Wow......!" In the blink of an eye, the guy wearing the mask was ignited all over his body, turning into a burning humanoid torch, waving his arms and hugging Wu Liang.

MMP！ Lao Tzu just kicked you, and the rest is all your own, don't pull me if you want to die!

Wu Liang, who was blocked by the test bench, could only break through the wooden door, hide outside the door, and fly out of the door in the direction of the staircase. The guy behind him staggered when he ran, but he didn't have time to turn around and smashed through the window of the corridor with the flames all over his body, and fell straight down the fourth floor with his head down.

Seeing that the opponent fell downstairs, Wu Liang hurriedly got up and looked downstairs through the window.

"Smack!" A large potsticker fell on the ground!

Get! What's more, it's already burned lightly, and if you fall again, you will be seriously injured if you don't die! This is a big leak.

Minister Hijikata and Senior Kondo, who were resting on the flower bed not far away, stared at the hooded figure that almost fell beside them and was still covered in flames, "Gollum! I didn't catch my breath and fainted directly in the flower bed.

Don't get dizzy! Where is the spiritual head that was masturbating at the alien just now? In the school, Wu Liang is still waiting for these two people to help him come up with ideas! Who would have thought that the spittling guys who were talking about just now were actually useless in the ----!