Old Zhangtou picked up his hand axe and faced the wall of the security room, a strange smile creeping across his face.

"Can a sacrifice really bring my son back?"

Having said that, Old Zhangtou, with his eerie grin, leaned his ear close to the security room wall, as if listening to someone inside speaking.

Hearing this, Old Zhangtou, clutching his sharp axe, nodded repeatedly, his face even revealing a look of excitement and longing.

"I understand, I understand..."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll use you to exchange for my son..."

With that, the somewhat deranged Old Zhangtou found a piece of torn newspaper and wrapped his sharp hand axe, tucked it into his waist, and concealed it with his clothes.

Then, Old Zhangtou slowly walked upstairs, ignoring anyone who spoke to him along the way, as if possessed.

The somewhat neurotic Old Zhangtou walked steadily, with a clear purpose, seemingly heading for the class where Shen Wei and Yang Chen were.

At this time, Shen Wei and Yang Chen's class was in session, and the strangely-looking Old Zhangtou knocked on the classroom door.

"Who is it?"

Teacher Li Qing, who was lecturing, revealed a hint of displeasure.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Li Qing. It's me, Old Zhangtou, I have something very important to tell you..."

Although Teacher Li Qing found it a bit odd, she didn't take it to heart.

With that, she opened the classroom door.

At this moment, Shen Wei, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a chill. A sense of fear and horror made him inexplicably palpitate. He subconsciously looked up towards the classroom door, but Teacher Li's actions made his pupils shrink involuntarily.

"Teacher Li Qing, don't open the door, there's danger..."

Shen Wei stood up and ran towards Teacher Li Qing.

"Shen Wei, what are you doing? Get back to your seat quickly..."

Teacher Li Qing reprimanded Shen Wei as she pulled open the classroom door.

"Get out of the way..."

Shen Wei suddenly bumped into Teacher Li Qing, knocking her down.

"What are you doing? Shen Wei, are you crazy?"

Teacher Li Qing was about to get up and give this mischievous student a good scolding, but a sharp axe almost grazed her scalp, even cutting off a few strands of her hair.

"Ahhh..."

Teacher Li Qing had never seen such a terrifying scene and screamed in terror.

At this moment, Old Zhangtou, with his eerie smile, once again raised the sharp, diamond-hard hand axe in his hand and chopped it towards Teacher Li Qing's head.

However, Shen Wei reacted even faster. This time, he directly slammed into Old Zhangtou, who was holding the axe, staggering him and pushing him out of the classroom.

Seizing the fleeting opportunity, Shen Wei immediately closed and locked the classroom door.

At this point, Teacher Li Qing, who had been frightened into a stupor, finally came to her senses.

"What's going on? The always amiable Old Zhangtou actually wants to kill me with a sharp hand axe. Am I dreaming?..."

Li Qing pinched her thigh hard, and the pain made her more awake and confirmed that she was not dreaming.

Escaping death made Teacher Li Qing's back break out in a cold sweat, soaking her clothes.

"Teacher Li, think of something quickly, don't just stand there feeling sorry for yourself. This flimsy door won't be able to hold him for long..."

Shen Wei's loud voice completely woke Teacher Li Qing. She fumbled to take out her cell phone to call the police, but in her panic, she couldn't even unlock the screen.

With a loud bang, a sharp axe blade penetrated more than halfway through the classroom door handle. The sudden impact frightened Teacher Li Qing so much that she couldn't hold onto her phone, and it fell to the ground with a clang.

With a few more heavy chops in quick succession, the classroom door lock was directly chopped off by Old Zhangtou with his sharp fine steel hand axe. Old Zhangtou, holding the axe, pushed open the door and kicked over the frightened Teacher Li Qing, and at the same time, elbowed aside Shen Wei, who was trying to attack him from behind!

"Damn rule anomaly, it turned me into a child. My fighting power is greatly reduced, and I can't even beat an old man..."

Ignoring Teacher Li Qing, who was lying on the side, and Shen Wei, who was constantly dragging Teacher Li Qing, Old Zhangtou, with a gloomy expression, scratched the classroom wall with the fine steel axe in his right hand as he walked towards the panicked students.

"Run!"

Hearing Shen Wei's roar, Yang Chen, who was secretly chatting with Zhang Ziliang, also felt that something was wrong. But when he heard Old Zhangtou's voice outside the door, he immediately understood why Shen Wei was so nervous.

He quickly opened the back door of the classroom and directed the frightened classmates to escape through the back door.

The classmates, who were already frightened, fled out of the back door in a panic. Without coordination or direction, they pushed and shoved each other. Zhang Ziliang, with a terrified look, was pushed down by the chubby kid, and his head hit the classroom floor hard!

The violent impact left his mind blank, and his brain was dizzy, losing the ability to act.

"Why? Why target me? I treat everyone with kindness, but you treat me with evil. Is this world so unfair? Sincere付出(fùchū, giving) cannot be exchanged for sincerity..."

Old Zhangtou, holding the sharp axe, walked step by step towards Zhang Ziliang, who was lying on the ground, while a sneer appeared on his face.

"Key, you are the key to opening the gates of hell. Kill you, and I can use sacrifices to exchange for my son. I'm sorry, really sorry..."

"Yang Chen, forget about those useless people and protect Zhang Ziliang. That guy's target is Zhang Ziliang. He's the most special person in this copy, the key to starting the blood sacrifice..."

The eerily grinning Old Zhangtou raised the axe in his hand and chopped it down hard on Zhang Ziliang's head!

"I haven't even become a great director yet, and I'm going to die so aggrieved. I'm really unwilling..."

Looking at the falling axe blade, Zhang Ziliang's face revealed a hint of despair.

Just at this critical moment, Zhang Ziliang suddenly felt his legs being pulled.

With a loud clang, the sharp axe blade struck the marble floor. The flying gravel scratched bloody marks on Zhang Ziliang's face. It turned out that Yang Chen had arrived at the critical moment and saved Zhang Ziliang, who was on the verge of death.

"Yang Chen, I didn't expect you to come back. I thought you had run away!..."

"Stop talking nonsense, run!"

Before Yang Chen could pull Zhang Ziliang up, Old Zhangtou arrived again with another axe strike as fast as lightning.

With a "smack," Old Zhangtou, holding the axe, was staggered by Shen Wei hitting him with a chair!

Taking this opportunity, Yang Chen pulled Zhang Ziliang up and frantically ran out of the classroom.

Seeing his prey escape, Old Zhangtou completely went berserk.

He suddenly turned around, stared at Shen Wei, who was holding a chair, with bloodshot eyes, and slowly raised the axe in his hand.