Wang Zhihui stabbed the scissors into Ren Weiliang's abdomen with his lowered hand, but his face was calm and natural.
She looked at Wang Qiaoqiao and said softly, "Sister Qiaoqiao, go back, you will soon lose sight of Feng and Jia."
Wang Qiaoqiao looked at her tangled, hesitated to speak: "What about you?"
"I'll be fine." Wang Zhihui said lightly.
When Wang Qiaoqiao's words of relief came to her lips, she was a little speechless.
She glanced at Wang Zhihui hesitantly, moved her face away with a light sigh, frowned, and trotted after Feng and Jia and the others.
After the figures of those people disappeared from sight, Wang Zhihui's cold little face finally showed an expression. She bared her teeth slightly, and her immature face was very fierce.
Turning the scissors in Ren Weiliang's stomach over and over again, red blood drops dripped on the ground, and the spotless white paper was dyed bright red, like a blooming red Mei, which creates a strong visual effect for people.
Xiangnu frowned, and came over to hold Wang Zhihui's hand, preventing her from disturbing Ren Weiliang's stomach: "Enough is enough, I will keep him to drive, if you spoil him, he will be completely useless."
Wang Zhihui's eyes were cold. She looked at Ren Weiliang with neither eye-catching nor hatred, but stubborn.
She said: "I will not let others bully me, anyone who bullies me will be revenged by me!"
She put down this sentence viciously, and pulled the scissors out of Ren Weiliang's belly with a fierce face. Ren Weiliang knelt down on the ground in convulsions, clutching his stomach and curled up pale.
It shouldn't be.
It is inevitable that Ren Weiliang will be injured if he is stabbed by a pair of scissors, but he should not be so weak, as if his life has been drained, and his face is as pale as if there is no blood in his body.
Xiangnu looked at the scissors in Wang Zhihui's hand and asked curiously, "Are these scissors not ordinary scissors?"
Wang Zhihui clicked the handle twice, and said calmly: "I used it to cut my classmates and teachers into minced meat, and it is much easier to use than I imagined, especially after soaking in blood. .”
When she said this, her voice was extremely cold, which made people feel chills in their hearts.
Xiangnu was not afraid. Instead, he touched his fingers regretfully, and sighed: "If I had known, I would have taken a tool to open Xiangli's stomach. Then I would have a beautiful knife instead of a knife. An extra pair of long misshapen nails."
Wang Zhihui was silent for two seconds, restrained the cold expression on her face, and became calmer.
Xiangnu looked around, and Wang Zhihui asked him: "This person is useless, and he can no longer drive at all. Even if he can drive, this car can't move, right? How are you going to get to the next place?"
Xiangnu touched the seat next to him, and reached out to Wang Zhihui: "Lend me your scissors."
After Wang Zhihui hesitated for a while, he handed the scissors slowly to him. After playing with the handles, Xiangnu found a paper seat and waved Wang Zhihui's scissors to cut on the seat. I saw that the paper chair, which was made of the same material as the cardboard box and should be indestructible, turned into a real white paper under the scissors, and was cut into several pieces by the scissors.
Xiang Nu sat down on the undamaged seat next to him, and carefully cut that seat into pieces of white paper.
The blank papers he cut were very large. After cutting out several sheets, Xiangnu handed some blank sheets to Wang Zhihui, and said to her, "You wrap these papers for Ren Weiliang."
Wang Zhihui frowned and asked, "Why wrap him up?"
Xiangnu replied naturally: "Be a paper man."
Wang Zhihui opened her mouth, she wanted to tell Xiangnu that although she didn't know how to make a paper figurine, paper figurines should not be as simple as wrapping people in paper, and normal paper figurines would definitely not use "people" Material…
Fortunately, her sanity came back in time, reminding her that this place is different from reality. Wang Zhihui took a light breath, took the few pieces of paper and walked up to Ren Weiliang, unfolded the paper, and slowly covered the white paper on Ren Weiliang's shoulder.
Ren Weiliang's face became very ugly, but he didn't move. It was not until Wang Zhihui covered him with paper to wrap him up that he suddenly made a move. The good hand grabbed Wang Zhihui's neck suddenly. Although the other hand had broken fingers, But the strength of the wrist was still there, tightly strangling Wang Zhihui's waist, the strength of an adult man exerted all his strength, and immediately strangled this thin little girl, Wang Zhihui, her face was red and she was out of breath.
A normal person would be killed on the spot under an attack like Ren Weiliang's. Unfortunately, Wang Zhihui is not a normal girl.
She kept her eyes wide open and gasped for breath with her tongue sticking out. Although she looked like she was about to be strangled to death, she maintained this state for a long time and was never strangled to death.
Xiangnu picked up the white paper next to him, threw it up, and the light white paper slowly flew down and covered Ren Weiliang's head, wrapping his head slowly as if he had a feeling...
Ren Weiliang lost his strength and was pushed away by Wang Zhihui. Wang Zhihui sat on him like crazy, and covered the white paper all over the floor like crazy on Ren Weiliang.
Under the overlapping of white paper, Ren Weiliang's body was gradually submerged and covered, and finally merged with the white paper, turning into a brand new paper figure.
When Wang Zhihui was going crazy, Xiangnu picked up the small box on the side, picked it up with the pair of scissors, and pulled out a heart from inside.
This heart did not belong to Xiangnu, it smelled very much like the Red Queen, wrapped in the heart of his right hand by Xiangnu and swallowed it clean.
Xiangnu was at ease here, but Wang Zhihui seemed to have just been pressed a switch. She went crazy and covered Ren Weiliang into a paper man with white paper. Even so, she didn't feel hatred.
She gritted her teeth, panted heavily with her chin raised slightly, her eyes drooping down, staring coldly at Ren Weiliang for a few seconds, then suddenly covered her head with both hands and yelled crazily, even more Throwing Ren Weiliang into a paper figurine and the movable things around her, she screamed and howled like a rabid dog with red eyes and no sense at all.
It took a long time to recover, with a whirring sound in his throat, he said coldly: "Give me the scissors, I will tear this bitch to pieces!"
Xiangnu frowned slightly, and reasoned with her: "It's not enough now, I still want him to drive, and I'll cut him for you after school."
Wang Zhihui stared at him without saying a word, Xiangnu thought for a while, then took a step back and compromised: "Why don't you take the scissors and vent on other things in the car, but Ren Weiliang will save it for the last time."
Without saying a word, Wang Zhihui stretched out her hand to Xiangnu.
Xiangnu smiled slightly, closed the sharp blades of the scissors, and put them in Wang Zhihui's hands with a smile.
Wang Zhihui grabbed the scissors and walked into the back car seat gloomyly, sat in the last row with a gloomy face and cut the paper with the scissors, cut the chairs into messy long strips, and flew away half of.
Xiangnu dragged Ren Weiliang's paper figurine into the driver's cab. The paper figurine adjusted its movements stiffly and sat in the driver's seat, then slowly started the bus and drove out from the station.
Xiangnu opened the curtain and looked through the window grilles at the station behind him that was gradually covered by white mist: "They will follow us soon, and you can still see your sister Qiaoqiao."
"Tell me about your school, how about it?"