The Demon Monk System from Another World, but I didn't travel through time.

Chapter 265 "You're clearly concerned about me!"

"Classmate Xueqin is really not here!" The girl watched Zhang Wuyong approaching like a ruthless bully.

I was so scared that I almost collapsed to the ground: "She just sat here for a while and left more than ten minutes ago."

She didn't dare to resist.

Call Yao Xueqin home.

After they knew that Yao Xueqin's father was the captain of the criminal police brigade, Yao Xueqin reported everyone's name to her father, and they behaved themselves and did not dare to tell anyone about the fact that they had forced her to drink.

"Is that so?" Zhang Wuyong was a little amused.

That's quite normal.

In terms of scheming, how can these people compare to our classmate Xueqin?
"Where is the senior named Fan?" he asked.

"I had originally planned to wait until Xueqin had finished drinking before letting him come over," the girl cried, "but then, when he knew Xueqin was gone, he stopped coming."

"Call him over here!" Zhang Wuyong sneered, "No matter what method you use, whether it's deception or coaxing, call him over here."

He looked around.

In the system status bar, his title "Bloody Hand Butcher" was still as red as blood, trembling and dripping with blood.

These people made honest calls.

"Who's treating us to this meal?" Zhang Wuyong asked.

"All of this will be credited to Senior Fan's account," one of them whispered.

"How about it? You don't mind having me join you, right?" Zhang Wuyong asked casually.

The effect of Bloody Hand Butcher has not been eliminated yet, go out now.

It would be bad if it scared the children.

Even if it doesn't scare the children, it is wrong to scare the flowers and plants on the roadside.

So it’s better to continue staying with these college students.

Zhang Wuyong walked around, avoided the two girls who had wet their skirts, and found an empty seat to sit down.

When those people saw that he not only did not leave but also sat down, they all wanted to cry.

"Start opening the door. I don't know why, but there's a strange smell!" Zhang Wuyong looked at the guy closest to the door.

The boy hurried to open the door.

The two girls almost collapsed, but they didn't dare to leave.

Soon, a waiter came in tremblingly and brought him new tableware.

"Why isn't anyone toasting me?" Zhang Wuyong was very dissatisfied. "Do you look down on me?"

Everyone present felt like a little grasshopper standing in front of a rumbling bulldozer.

Following his glance over.

The rumbling killing machine seemed to be ready to crush them at any time.

They didn't dare to resist at all and could only force a smile and start toasting.

For a moment, the whole box was filled with laughter and a happy atmosphere.

Not long after, Fan Boyu also arrived.

Someone called him and said Yao Xueqin was back.

So he came back in high spirits.

As soon as I entered the box, I found that the atmosphere here was very wrong.

When this junior student who has been very popular in school recently looked at him.

He only felt a chill rising from his bones, freezing every inch of vitality in his body.

The entire box was in complete silence.

Fan Boyu found that everyone here was looking at him.

The air seemed frozen.

Amidst the aroma of wine and food, there seemed to be a strange, incomprehensible smell of fishiness.

In the dead silence, he felt like he was being held by a pair of steel knives.

will die!

If you move at all, you will die!

At this moment, the music suddenly sounded again.

It startled everyone present.

Zhang Wuyong took out his cell phone and took a look.

It was actually Yao Xueqin who called.

He held the phone in one hand, answered the call, and put it to his ear.

"Master, you called me?" A cheerful and excited girl's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Obviously, he took the initiative to call her, which made her quite excited.

"Why didn't you answer the phone before?" Zhang Wuyong asked.

"I turned off the mute during class this afternoon!" The girl began to reflect, "I'm sorry, Master. I should answer your calls anytime, anywhere. I should always..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Zhang Wuyong said directly, "Nothing else, I'm hanging up now!"

Cut off the communication.

Then he looked up and looked at Fan Boyu.

At the same time, in the distance.

The girl who had returned to the school gate was disheveled in the autumn wind.

What's going on? What on earth does he want me to do?
The girl tried hard to recall and found that this was the first time that Wuyong had called her since they went to college.

But she didn't answer.

What on earth was he calling me for?
Is there anything you want me to do?

Did you have a fight with classmate Yutong and want someone to comfort you?

I didn't answer his call. Did he call Teacher Liao or "Ying" again?

What to do? What to do? What to do?
Did I miss out on a great opportunity?

She grabbed a tree by the roadside and banged her head against it.

People passing by looked at her as if she was crazy.

What on earth was he calling me for? She raised her head, as if she were about to roar at the heavens.

She thought she was very smart, but at this moment, she was completely confused.

Zhang Wuyong put the phone back into his pocket.

"Senior Fan, right? Sit down!" He stood up and hooked his arm around Fan Boyu's shoulder. "He turned around and called out, 'Do you have any baijiu? Bring up the most expensive baijiu in your store.'"

Wait until the effect of "Bloody Hand Slaughterer" disappears.

Zhang Wuyong removed the title from his name.

Standing at the door, I looked back.

Fan Boyu, who was forced to drink a lot of white wine, was lying on the ground, vomiting desperately.

Everyone else was stunned and didn't dare to say anything.

"Why don't you help him?" Zhang Wuyong waved his hand casually. "If anything happens to him, all of you sitting at the same table will have to pay for it. Do you understand?"

Those people hurried to help Fan Boyu up.

"When he wakes up, remember to let him pay the bill!" Zhang Wuyong pulled his collar, walked out of the box and headed outside.

It wasn't until he left that everyone in the box truly breathed a sigh of relief.

It was like the mountain that had been pressing down on everyone's heads had finally been removed.

Zhang Wuyong went outside.

In November, it gets dark quickly.

The street lights have been on for a long time, and the big city by the sea is full of lights and wine.

There are flashing neon lights everywhere, every store is brightly lit, and cars are coming and going on the streets.

It was getting late, but it seemed even more lively than during the day.

In this new era, it is like night time when everyone's energy comes out.

"Mr. Wuyong?!" A soft voice came from not far away.

Zhang Wuyong turned his head and looked.

Under the street light on the other side, there stood a girl wearing a beige top with English prints on it and a pair of denim hot pants.

The girl's breasts were heaving, and it seemed that she had been running for quite a distance.

"How did you know I was here?" Zhang Wuyong smiled and walked towards her.

He really didn't expect that she would know how to come back here.

Yao Xueqin is tall and slender.

Although it was still quite hot in the afternoon, the weather cooled down quickly at this time.

Standing under the light, she is like a crabapple blossoming at night.

Even the shining neon lights around her served to highlight her silhouette.

"Useless classmate!" She walked towards him slowly, "Are you worried about me?"

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Wuyong said unhappily, "Who's worried about you?"

"Are you worried about me?" She didn't know if it was because of the cold wind, the panting after running, or the excitement in her heart, but her whole body was like a trembling flower.

She rushed over and tried to hold the boy's arm: "You came to see me because you were worried about me, right?"

"Don't hug me blindly!" Zhang Wuyong took a step away.

He stepped forward.

The slender girl followed him closely. "It's no use denying it. I know you came to see me because you were worried about me."

Zhang Wuyong was annoyed: "Even if I came here to see you, so what? Someone is treating me here, so it's normal for me to come over for a couple of drinks, right?"

"If you didn't care about me, how did you know I was in danger?"

"Are you in danger? I can't tell at all!" Zhang Wuyong really felt that he had come here in vain.

This girl is so smart, why should he worry about her?

"You obviously care about me. It's useless for you to deny it!" The girl pursed her lips.

"Don't make unnecessary associations about things that clearly don't exist." Zhang Wuyong took big steps.

The girl behind him was panting and gradually couldn't keep up.

But she still tried to take steps to catch up with him.

Zhang Wuyong slowly stopped and looked at her, who was bending down beside him, supporting her knees with her hands, and gasping for breath.

"Didn't you come here by car?" he asked.

"I ran too fast from the dormitory to the school gate." The girl panted for a moment. "That damn driver only stopped at the intersection ahead. I'm going to complain to him later!"

After a long while, she stood up again, smiling in the cool night breeze...

(End of this chapter)