C18 (1/2)

Huang Kun felt that he had been fooled. This world was just that cruel. Senior, experienced people will always have a sense of superiority in front of young people, but they have completely forgotten how they came here from being noobs one step at a time. Or perhaps it was because they had suffered from such perverted scorn that they wanted to vent their emotions on the next generation.

Huang Kun couldn't stand Wang Kunpeng's attitude. On one hand, Wang Kunpeng had also admitted that he was the successor of the famous Huang Family, and maybe he had already set up the successor to the art of deception, but he still revealed the feelings of looking down on him.

Huang Kun immediately thought of what Wang Kunpeng had said. The two disciples of the art of deception Sect would never be able to deal with each other, and right now, he already wanted to hand him over to the other disciple of the art of deception. Of course, his attitude towards was not any better, because he would become's enemy sooner or later. It was just that he didn't know what kind of disciple Wang Kunpeng would find, he just hoped that it wasn't this kind of character to look down on others.

Listening to Wang Kunpeng's narration, it seemed that he was not someone who was easy to deal with. If his temper was the same as Wang Kunpeng, then wouldn't he have to suffer even more contempt?

Didn't they know that the day when they were old, when their abilities were high and their bodies were old, would they not worry about revenge from the younger generation?

Also, he hadn't agreed to intervene in the matters between huckster s like them, but Wang Kunpeng seemed to have completely thought that he would agree. He didn't even ask himself.

On the way back to school, Huang Kun kept on thinking about these questions, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He couldn't help but kick the corner of the street. As his toes touched the hard concrete floor, he grimaced in pain. With his foot injured, Huang Kun slowly returned to his room.

The other roommates were still talking non-stop. When they saw Huang Kun push open the door and enter, all of them shut their mouths at the same time. Huang Kun was still thinking about Wang Kunpeng's casual attitude towards him, and couldn't be bothered to care about what his roommates were blabbering about.

Huang Kun sat on the bed with his legs crossed, his roommates were saying that they were going out to go online, so he left one by one. Only Huang Kun was left in the dorm. No one asked him what was wrong with his foot.

Huang Kun took off his shoes and socks, seeing that his toes were severely swollen, his toenails were turned over, so he could only force himself to lie down to rest. After falling asleep, when he woke up, he saw that it was gradually getting dark outside the window. His head felt dizzy, and he felt like falling asleep again.

As a result, in his dreams, he heard someone crying non-stop. Huang Kun was disturbed, but suddenly he woke up, and saw that other than him, there was no one else in the room.

Now, Huang Kun immediately woke up from his stupor and remained motionless. He then let out a soft cry, listening to everything clearly, and it was even below his ears. Huang Kun immediately flipped the pillow over. The sound was still there, and he pulled the pillow apart to find out that the sound was under the bed.

Huang Kun hesitated, he had already started to be afraid. Wang Kunpeng had said before that a ghost was following him. However, when Huang Kun wanted to continue sleeping, he couldn't stop crying. The pain in his leg was too much, and he couldn't leave his dorm either, so he hoped that his roommates would come back to boost his courage. However, these bastards wouldn't come back until it was around midnight, so it wasn't strange for them to go online all night.

This intermittent wailing made Huang Kun very afraid and frustrated. In the end, Huang Kun had no choice but to stretch his head out of the way of the bed and look under the bed.

But there was nothing suspicious under the bed.

Huang Kun cursed twice before continuing to sleep. He simply pulled two lumps of cotton off the bed and covered his ears.

Who would have thought that Huang Kun was dreaming again? He dreamed that he was sleeping on the bed, and when he was sitting at his bedside, Huang Kun didn't know if it was his hallucination or a dream, but seeing that person sitting next to him reading a book, a person suddenly barged in from outside. The person reading raised his head, and the person who barged in had a machete in hand, cutting off the person reading the book.

Blood started to gush out. Huang Kun was so scared that he immediately sat up, but this time, he realised that the floor of his room was filled with blood.

Fortunately, his roommate had returned. When he saw the wet floor, he realized that the toilet had been blocked and the sewage had spread to his room. His roommate started to criticize Huang Kun. tried to explain why he did not go to the toilet at all. Amongst the roommates, especially his crotch, how could he believe it and continue cursing and chattering. Huang Kun was not in a good mood to begin with, so when he started an argument with his crotch, his other roommates leaned towards his crotch.

His crotch was still cursing him, saying that he always read in bed, and when they left, he had the toilet blocked as well. After saying that, Huang Kun stopped talking. He had clearly gone out for an entire morning, how could he be reading in his dorm room? Could it be that they saw someone else …

The few of them cursed for a while before falling asleep. In the middle of the night, the more Huang Kun thought about it, the more excited he became. He thought about the dream he had, the dream of chopping people down, and the thought of if there was a blade, he would kill all of his roommates. However, he suddenly discovered that he had stood up. Moreover, his hand was heavy. As he lifted his hand, he discovered that he was holding a bloody machete.