"Damn it, it's violent?" Shao Yaoming was startled.

"Be careful!" Feng Zheng looked solemn.

After getting angry, the infirmary administrator was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed the third prediction line!

"Canhua!"

"Walk!"

Feng Zheng directly pulled down the knot, and then ran back to the stairs without heading back.

The third trap is destined to return in vain, but the infirmary administrator seemed to have some psychological shadows. At the moment when the schoolbag fell, it paused for a moment.

It was just this that gave the two the opportunity to retreat to the stairs, which was where the last trap was located.

Feng Zheng and Shao Yaoming each pulled the foot of a chair, looking nervous.

The ideal situation is that the collapsed seats pressed on the monster, and the monster could not move, and then they took this opportunity to output wildly.

The least ideal situation...

What are you thinking about this? It's bad luck!

"Here you come."

The infirmary administrator chased to the stairs, and during this period, the two of them had only time to take a breath!

"pull!"

Feng Zheng gave the order and Shao Yaoming worked hard to destroy the balance of the tables and chairs, and the stacked tables and chairs collapsed. The top part of the desks and chairs successfully hit the infirmary administrator who had just arrived.

but……

When the table was poured, a lot of textbooks fell out, and the table became lighter and could not suppress the monster at all!

The infirmary administrator easily pushes away the debris when he is on his body.

"Fight!" Feng Zheng roared.

At this time, they didn't care about so much. They had already done what they should do... if they seize weapons, set traps, plan escape routes, and can't beat them, they would have to blame their fate.

Shao Yaoming reacted quickly, picked up the bone knife and stabbed it in the stomach of the infirmary administrator. Feng Zheng went around to the side and stabbed the scalpel in his hand at the monster's kidney.

"Intimidate!"

During the charge, Shao Yaoming shouted casually. Unfortunately, the [Intimidation] skill still did not be activated.

I don’t know if it was hit by the schoolbag just now, but the two could clearly detect that the infirmary administrator was a little dizzy. In addition, the tables on the floor caused obstacles to movement. Faced with the attacks of the two, the infirmary administrator was unable to avoid it!

The bone knife and the scalpel were inserted into the monster's body from two different positions respectively, but the injury was obviously not enough...

"grumble!"

The infirmary administrator screamed and stabbed the eardrums, and then grabbed Shao Yaoming's hand.

Shao Yaoming's face changed. The strange hand seemed to have a strong suction force, firmly "fixing" his hand. Then, a fist as big as a sandbag hit his face!

Shao Yaoming's head buzzed, and his hand holding the bone knife was unconsciously released.

The infirmary administrator did not stop, changed his left fist to his hand knife and slashed towards Feng Zheng.

Compared to Shao Yaoming, Feng Zheng had more time to judge. He avoided it with a short body, pulled out the scalpel and stabbed it on the monster's right hand with one knife.

Shao Yaoming was still arrested, so he had to find a way to get Shao Yaoming out of trouble first.

After a knife, the infirmary administrator suffered a pain and was forced to let go. Shao Yaoming got out of trouble successfully.

The guy reacted very quickly. Seeing that the bone knife could not be pulled out for the time being, he pulled out a stick from his backpack, roared and smashed it at the monster's starfish's head.

When ~

The stick screamed.

"So hard?"

Shao Yaoming widened his eyes. Just then, the security stick in his hand almost flew out!

However, the monster was not feeling well and was already dizzy. The attack would make it worse! It staggered back with a step back, and it was so dying. It happened to step on the table's legs and slid back and fell to the ground.

"Wait for now!"

Feng Zheng pulled out the scalpel, stepped forward, rushed down, and used his weight to stab the scalpel into the monster's body.

Shao Yaoming quickly followed, aimed the stick in his hand at the hilt of the bone knife, and nailed the bone knife into it little by little! Enlarge the wound!

It doesn't matter if you beat it, it's all about hitting the monster anyway.

The bone knife became deeper and deeper, and Feng Zheng caused more and more wounds on the monster.

Cyan blood splashed.

Seeing that the monster wanted to get up, Feng Zheng pressed his knee against the monster's neck, making it unable to breathe or exert force. However, the administrator and monster's hands were not for eating, so he scratched them wildly.

Feng Zheng felt that if he hadn't carried a good quality schoolbag, if this guy's palm was more like an octopus tentacle and had no sharp nails, otherwise this scratch would have to remove his spine!

"Isn't dead yet?"

Shao Yaoming looked shocked. The bone knife had been nailed to the opposite end, and the iron rod in his hand was also deformed, and the durability was reduced. However, the monster could still move.

"Be the first!"

Feng Zheng continued to suppress the monster tightly.

Shao Yaoming nodded, pulled out another undeformed stick from Feng Zheng's backpack, stepped over the desk and chair to the front, and smashed the New Year's greeting sticks one by one and one stick to the monster's head.

The hand was numb, the waist was sore, and the durability was almost gone, but the infirmary administrator was still firm.

"Grass, it's not true!"

Feng Zheng was a little unbelievable. He was still alive if he was like this. Isn’t the vitality of this thing a bit exaggerated?

Or is it not a hit?

Nor should it be, the stomach, kidneys, chest, heart, neck, head...

Where have they never fought?

"It should be just that the output is not enough!"

"persist in!"

"Damn it, can't you show the blood bars!"

"Lying down!!"

Feng Zheng used his strength to feed himself.

"Die for me!"

Shao Yaoming was also a little desperate. Even so, he continued to wave his stick.

Unconsciously, the stick talent was upgraded to lv.2, and the stick damage was increased by an additional 20%!

With a click, the stick was durable and broke!

Shao Yaoming was stunned, and Feng Zheng was also stunned...

"I don't fucking believe it!"

Shao Yaoming also had [Fighting Gloves (Green)], so he punched him. Compared to sticks, this thing must have a much lower damage, but when it reaches this point, he can't worry about anything.

Before Shao Yaoming hit two punches, Feng Zheng could not hold on anymore. The monster seized the opportunity and turned over and pushed Feng Zheng out.

"Let me down!"

Shao Yaoming quickly pressed the monster's head and prevented it from getting up.

Feng Zheng ignored the pain in his back and quickly got up from the pile of tables and chairs, his eyes were bloody and red, his legs and feet were sore.

He crawled over with his weapons, half kneeled on the ground, and the scalpel caused wounds on the monster indiscriminately.

Large patches of green blood covered the surroundings.

On desks, chairs, walls, ceilings, and the bodies of the two.

The sticky nausea mixed with sweat and liquid splashed into the eyes and flowed into the mouth along the corner of the mouth.

Feng Zheng didn't care at all, just repeated the movement one after another, and gradually became numb and the muscles all over his body whine.

He didn't dare to stop. Once the monster got up, what was waiting for them would be the word "death"!

I don't know how long it took...

"madman!"

"madman!"

"Enough! Dead! This thing is dead!"

Shao Yaoming stepped forward and grabbed Feng Zheng who was continuing to do mechanical movements. Seeing that it was useless, he simply slapped Feng Zheng.

The pain made Feng Zheng wake up a little. He slowed down his movements and looked down.

There was already a blur, and the monster's entire chest was stabbed into meat sauce by him!

"Dead?"

Feng Zheng was in a state of dismay.

"Yeah, yeah." Shao Yaoming nodded repeatedly, "Dead!"

Feng Zheng leaned back and collapsed on the scattered desks and chairs. He tried to release the scalpel, but his hands were stiff and stiff at this time and he was not obedient at all.

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Chapter completed!