Chapter 190

Subconsciously, I stepped back, but my eyes caught sight of a sack placed at the door. A woman's arm appeared from the mouth of the sack.

"Song Daqi, it's just a competition. Do you want to do that?" I stare coldly at Song Daqi, who is approaching me. At this time, I have no fear of him. I just feel that the man in front of me is very sad, because his misfortune has affected many people's misfortunes.

"Just a game?" Song Daqi laughed coldly, "you look down on this competition! Do you know that this competition can change a person's fate! I have to hold it! I have to get the first place! I have to change my destiny Song Daqi said that in the end, he was almost roaring with emotion.

I stared at him, looking at him a little bit crazy, did not say a word.

Song Daqi sneered at me and pointed to the white head lying on the ground, who was knocked unconscious by him. "Do you think this boy is better than me? Grow stronger than me, family stronger than me, painting stronger than me, anything stronger than me! Everyone likes him, everyone holds him, everyone says he has a bright future! When I was a freshman, I saw that he won the first place. I was so elated that I hated it! He is like a prince standing in the halo, and I am like a frog in the well, dark and ugly. No one cares about me at all, just look at me

"Why?" Song Daqi suddenly came forward and yelled at me, "why!"

Song Daqi said, tearing down the painting on the easel and showing it to me, "have a look! How well I draw! I'm talented, too! I was admitted to this school by my own ability! "

"Your logic is ridiculous!" I looked at him coldly, reached out and grabbed the painting in his hand, half lowered my eyes and looked up at him again. When I looked up at him again, a smile of casual sarcasm appeared on the corner of my mouth, "which of the students in this school was not admitted by their own ability! Only that you stand at the same starting point, everyone has the hope and possibility to win the championship! But there is only one champion, not everyone can win! If there is a first, there will be a second, a third and a hundred! Why insist on it! "

Then I raised his painting in my hand and asked him, "do you tell me that you are talent? Stop teasing me! What kind of inspiration do you get with your life! "

"Is that what you call talent? Your talent is to draw a picture and kill many innocent people? " I walked to song Daqi fiercely, "your talent is important. Don't other people's life dreams matter! Who do you think you are, the master of the world? Why do you use other people's happiness as a stepping stone to your talent! Your talent? I Pooh! I don't think it's as dirty as shit in a cesspit

I don't know if it's because I'm really full of momentum now. Song Daqi, who was just a little crazy, suddenly let out his anger and kept retreating when he faced me approaching him and questioning him, as if such vulgar words should not come out of my mouth.

Song Daqi's foot suddenly tripped over the chair and fell to the ground. For his sudden approach, the woman sitting on the chair suddenly screamed.

I walked over to him, looked down at him, and said to him with a scornful look on my face, "since you like painting dead people so much, why don't you go to hell and be a painter?"

"What do you mean Song Daqi looked at me with a frightened expression in his eyes. I don't know why he was suddenly afraid of me, but I'm really angry now. I really want to go up and grab him by the neck and let him experience the fear of death.

"Have you ever heard of fierce ghosts demanding their lives?" I stood in front of him, staring at him without expression, "there are fierce ghosts killed by you in this room! Let her take you on the road! This can also resolve the hatred in her heart, put down the resentment early and go to reincarnation again. What do you think? "

"No!" Song Daqi listened to me and shivered all over.

"No?" I sneered, "do you have the right to refuse?"

"Don't scare me! There are no ghosts in the world Song Daqi didn't know if it was to embolden me. He suddenly yelled at me.

"To scare you? Do you think ghosts are terrible? " My expression calmed down slowly. Looking at Song Daqi, I said helplessly: "ghosts are just dead people! In this world, people are often much more terrible than ghosts! "

"Don't tell me what the devil is! I don't believe that Song Daqi said, got up from the ground, picked up the stick on the ground, and gesticulated to me, "how about being my model! I'll let these women go! "

I lowered my eyes, glanced at half of the stick in his hand, and asked jokingly, "do you want to kill me, put on a shape you are satisfied with, and then draw?"

"So what! In order to get the first place, for fame, for profit, I can do anything Song Daqi said, raised the half stick in his hand and hit me hard on the head. "I don't believe you have any ability to escape at this time."

As soon as I saw the stick hit down on my head, I still stood in the same place, looked up at him and stared at him indifferently. I didn't mean to retreat at all.

"Milele -" lying on the ground, he didn't know when to wake up. He wanted to get up to stop all this, but his action was too slow. Before he got up from the ground, the stick came to me.

Then, my sight was blocked. Wen chuyang came to me and said, "if you want to hurt my mother, you are a thousand years earlier!"

As he said this, Wen chuyang raised his hand. The folding fan in his hand first knocked off half of the stick that song Daqi had beaten. Then he turned the folding fan and hit song Daqi on the chest.

"Ah --"

Song Daqi yelled, and the whole person flew out. After knocking down all kinds of things on the table and chair, he hit the opposite wall. The strength was so strong that the wall behind song Daqi sank into a big pit, and song Daqi's body was just stuck in a pit and hung on the wall.

It all happened so suddenly that in the blink of an eye, everything was over.

Bai Shou and the woman who was kidnapped were staring at me. They didn't know what had just happened. After they reflected it, they were all staring at me in amazement.

"Cough... Cough..." Song Daqi coughed and vomited blood. He wanted to say something, but when the words came to his mouth, it was all blood, and he couldn't say a word.