Mountain Yang and Dragon 2 turned to look at Fang Jin. In their eyes, this Fang Jin was no different than a devil incarnate.
Zhang Mu Jian Ba was still crying out miserably, but after an unknown amount of time, Fang Jin finally stopped. He slowly got up and sat back on his chair. At this moment, Zhang Mujian's entire body was incomparably weak. All of the bones in his body had been broken by Fang Jin.
At this time, Zhang Mujian shouted loudly, "Kill me! Fang Jin, kill me!"
"You want to die?" "Don't worry, I will help you." Fang Jin sneered, looking at Zhang Mu Jian Ba who was lying on the ground, she said indifferently, "You are only the first student, I can guarantee that none of your island country's students will be able to leave China alive."
After Fang Jin finished, her gaze turned towards Shan Yang, Long Er and said, "You did well, but next up, are you planning to go back to school? Or should I continue to stay here? "
Hearing that, Shan Yanglong did not hesitate and immediately said: "I'll stay here. When I returned to school, Pingzi and the others would definitely ask me if I was caught. "
Fang Jin nodded his head. Currently, Yang Long Er and him were grasshoppers on a string. If something were to happen to him, Yang Long Er would undoubtedly die as well.
After all, Long Er had sold out Zhang Mujian eight times. If Pingzi knew about this, then Long Er's end would be quite miserable.
It was precisely because Shan Yang and Long Er understood this that Fang Jin said he wanted to stay.
Zhang Musheng overdid it when he heard Shan Yanglong's words. He glared angrily at Shan Yanglong and roared: "You traitor! There is no one like you in the Island Country! "
Long Er lowered his head and did not say a word, because the current him really did not know what to say.
Zhang Mujian was still cursing nonstop. Perhaps it was due to the harsh words, but Yang Long Er could no longer hold himself back.
He suddenly raised his head, and looked at Zhang Mu Jian Ba, and said angrily: "Zhang Mu Jian Ba, are you considering me? I don't want to die! Do you understand? "Idiots like you, don't always talk about ninja arts every day. Only by living can there be ninja arts. If you think about it, there is nothing else, do you understand?"
After he finished speaking, Long Er looked at Fang Jin and said in a deep voice, "Mister Fang Jin, I hope you kill this guy and don't let him ramble on here."
Hearing this, the corner of Fang Jin's mouth curved into a smile. He nodded and slowly stood up from his chair.
When Zhang Mujian came out of Wuhu University, his fate was already decided.
At this moment, Fang Jin did not hesitate and directly walked in front of Zhang Wushan. Without saying anything further, she extended her hand and grabbed onto Zhang Wushan's neck.
With a cracking sound, Zhang Mujian's eight necks were instantly broken by Fang Jin.
The neck was the most important part of the human body. It was normal for a person to die on the spot after receiving a heavy blow to this part of the body.
Zhang Mujian's neck was broken, so he naturally didn't have any ability to resist. With a 'putong' sound, he fell to the ground and lost his breath.
A trace of a cold smile appeared on Fang Jin's face. He gave a light snort, glancing at the nearby Shan Yang, Long Er and indifferently said, "Shan Yang, Long Er, you'll be staying here for the time being."
"Yes, yes." Hearing Fang Jin's words, Shan Yang and Long Er hurriedly nodded their heads. He didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest. At this moment, facing Fang Jin, Shan Yang and Long Er's hearts were filled with fear.
The example of Zhang Mujian VIII was right in front of him. Unless he was a fool, he would absolutely not dare to speak to Fang Jin.
Fang Jin also did not want to waste any more time on Yang Long. In Fang Jin's eyes, Shan Yang and Long Er were no different from a despicable person. Talking nonsense with this kind of people would be such a shame to him.
At this moment, Fang Jin stood up and hoisted Zhang Mujian onto his shoulder before walking out of the basement in large strides.
It was still early, and there were no pedestrians on the street. Fang Jin brought Zhang Mu Jian and his gang to the school. Then, taking advantage of that moment, he threw Zhang Mujian's corpse into the Rou Dao Society.
Since the person who gave the order to kill the Chinese student was the judo club's president, Pingzi, Fang Jin naturally threw Zhang Mujian's corpse in the judo club.
He wanted to let the people of the judo club understand that if they dared to kill someone in China, they would have to pay a price.
After doing all of this, Fang Jin no longer had any hesitation as he turned around and returned to his dorm. He did not close his eyes at all on this page, so naturally, he needed to go back and have a good rest.
On the other hand, after Fang Jin left, many of the students from the judo club's island entered the judo club in twos and threes.
The moment they saw Zhang Wushan, who was lying dead on the ground, they couldn't help but cry out in surprise. They quickly ran over and checked out the situation of Zhang Wushan, who was lying on the ground.
Someone had already informed the judo club's president. Not long after, the judo club's president, Pingzhi, had arrived at the judo club.
However, at this moment, Pingzi's expression was very ugly. She had never thought that Zhang Mujian VIII would actually be killed by someone.
Her gaze swept across all the other members of the judo club present. She couldn't help but loudly ask, "What is going on? Why is Zhang Mujian dead here?"
Hearing this, many of the Island Country's foreign students looked at each other, unsure of what to say.
"Yamamoto Michenna, you slept in the same dorm as Zhang Mujian. Don't you know what happened?" She looked at a student from the island and asked with a deep voice.
Hearing Pingzi's words, the student named Shan Ben 56 quickly said, "Earlier, Zhang Mujian received a phone call. I don't know who it was, he went out and hasn't been back since."
"Got a call? "When?" Upon hearing this, Pingzi's eyes couldn't help but narrow as he asked in a deep voice.
"Around four o'clock." Yamamoto Michio didn't dare to hide anything, and he quickly said.
Another island student asked, "Miss Pingzi, should we call the police?"
"Call the police? Do you want to die? Have you forgotten the purpose of our coming to Wuhu University? If we lose two students in a row, the school will soon fall into chaos. If that's the case, it won't be easy for us to find our target, you idiot. "
Many of the students lowered their heads, not saying a word. They had already seen through it. The current her was very angry. No matter how brave they were, they wouldn't dare to mess with her now.
An island student who had examined Zhang Mujian's wounds stood up. He nodded to the Pingzi and said, "Miss Pingzi has already found out. Zhang Mujian Ba's injuries were caused by someone breaking his neck."
After pausing for a moment, he continued, "But before this, he suffered an inhuman treatment. The bones in his eight bodies were forcefully broken by someone."
"What?" Hearing this, Pingzi's brows raised. "In other words, he was killed by someone?"
"That's right." That island nation student nodded and said.
A cold light flashed on the face of the Pingzi. A student from the island was actually killed. This was definitely not a small matter. However, she felt that it was a bit strange. Who on earth would make a move on Zhang Mujian? Could it be that the person who killed Zhang Wushan knew what he had done the day before?
Pingzi's heart was filled with confusion and doubt. However, she could not say anything, nor could she go to the head of the school, nor could she go to the police.
After all, this was not something that could be done in public. If those people were to find out about this, they, the students of the island countries, would definitely be repatriated. Their mission would be very disadvantageous.
Thinking of this, she made a decision in her heart. He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Find a place and burn this wooden sword eight to bring the ashes back." At the same time, you guys better keep your spirits up. Don't let that killer take advantage of you! I believe that since he has come here once, there will definitely be a second time. Otherwise, the culprit would not have gone to find a wooden sword eight for no reason at all. "
"Ha Yi." Hearing Pingzi's words, all the other island students nodded their heads and spoke loudly.
Obviously, they had complete faith in her. After all, she was the leader of the century for the students from the island nations in the school.
"Alright, you can all go now." Pingzi calmly said.
Many of the island's students came forward and left with the corpse of Zhang Wushan. But the virgin did not have any reaction. She stood where she was, wondering if the person who killed Zhang Mujian Eight knew their true identities or if he knew their mission to Five Lake University.
"No matter who you are, I will definitely find you and kill you to avenge Zhang Mu Jian!" A cold light flashed across Pingzi's eyes. At this moment, he thought to himself.
Fang Jin naturally did not know that the Pingzhi was muttering to herself. Perhaps even if she did, given Fang Jin's personality, she would definitely not have paid any attention to him.
This was because even if she didn't look for him, Fang Jin would have found her. From the very beginning, both sides had been in a state of opposition.
Pingzi wanted to capture Zhang Qi, and what Fang Jin did was to protect Zhang Qi. Between the two of them, there would definitely be a fight over Zhang Qi.
Fang Jin had just woken up from her sleep and hadn't slept for the entire night. Although it wouldn't cause her any bodily harm, Fang Jin was still somewhat not used to it.
After all, over a decade of habit, how could it be so easily changed? It was normal for a normal person to sleep every night.
As for cultivators, they did not need to sleep. Those with powerful cultivations could solve the basic needs of the human body simply by meditating.
This was also the reason why cultivation without any time limit was born. The world had been around for a thousand years.