What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

The wind was blowing in the dark night, and Heyue's hair was blown high by the wind.

As Zhou Wenhe almost gouged her out, she Heyue said word by word: "Wang Xiuya was murdered."

"I told you she deserves it! She doesn't know how to respect her teacher!" Zhou Wenhe immediately retorted loudly, and when he calmed down, he spread his hands, "So what if I killed her? She's a lunatic, and she has no value in this world!"

Zhou Wenhe is lying.

"This is impossible." Lin Xia Ning immediately realized that something was wrong. She whispered to herself, "Zhou Wenhe was clearly in the monitoring room at that time."

And before Wang Xiu-ya died, she said it wasn't him, but they had no evidence.

Zhou Wenhe also realized this and looked relieved: "Heyue, what's more, you need evidence to speak, otherwise the benefit of the doubt goes to the defendant."

"I have no evidence that you killed Wang Xiuya."

The wind was blowing, but it couldn't blow away He Yue's words.

"Because the root of the murder was not you."

Zhou Wenhe's expression froze: "What did you say?"

"You weren't the one who killed someone."

Zhou Wenhe became visibly nervous, his pupils contracted violently, and his lips were pursed into a slit.

At this moment, the sound of a police car was heard not far away, and red and blue lights could be seen flashing through the shadows of the trees.

"What Wang Xiuya wanted to tell me before she died was that she was not only abused by you, but also bullied by someone else. I think that person must be very familiar with you, or in other words, he must be your son."

"Whoever you say killed someone was the one who did it? Do you have any evidence?" Zhou Wenhe was almost insane. He strode towards He Yue, but Zhu Huaining, who rushed over, kicked his knife away.

"We have evidence. Your grandson is the evidence." He Yue looked at Zhou Wenhe with a resolute face. "The skeleton can also be tested for DNA."

"How could you possibly know where he is? How did you find him?!"

The furious Zhou Wenhe rushed forward and tried to grab He Yue's neck, but Zhu Huaining reacted quickly and rushed forward, kicking him in the arm.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Wenhe seemed to feel no pain and used his elbow to hit Zhu Huaining's chest as he rushed towards him.

He was tall and had been used to doing physical work in the fields when he was a child, so he was very strong. Even a young man like Zhu Huaining was at a disadvantage compared to him.

Zhu Huaining took two steps back and quickly swung his fist again, hitting Zhou Wenhe in the face. Zhou Wenhe was stunned and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

"Go away." When Zhu Huaining was speaking to He Yue, he didn't expect Zhou Wenhe to launch a sneak attack. He kicked Zhu Huaining in the heart and kicked him aside with full force.

"Zhu Huaining!"

Lin Xia Ning ran over to check Zhu Huaining's injuries.

Zhou Wenhe took advantage of this gap to approach Heyue again. The powerful sense of oppression unique to men reminded Heyue of Jiang Shaoming.

A familiar feeling of suffocation came over He Yue and she closed her eyes.

Jiang Shaoming's excited face as he beat her again and again overlapped with the figure in front of him.

At this moment, Yue Zhou's pleasant voice sounded in He Yue's mind again, pulling her out of the chaos.

"Heyue, knock him down."

He Yue opened her eyes, and even though she was having difficulty breathing, she still gritted her teeth and encouraged herself.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

Whether you are Zhou Wenhe or Jiang Shaoming, from today on I will get rid of my painful and oppressive past and live my life again!

The oxygen was becoming thinner and thinner, and Zhou Wenhe's face was distorted with excitement because of He Yue's flushed face.

That horrifying expression froze in an instant. He looked down in disbelief and saw a sharp piece of broken glass stuck in his abdomen. The smell of rust filled the air.

It turned out that at the critical moment, He Yue exerted all her strength, took out a piece of glass hidden in her pocket and thrust it into Zhou Wenhe's waist and abdomen.

Zhou Wenhe didn't expect He Yue to resist at the moment of death. He loosened his grip on He Yue's neck and staggered back.

He Yue covered her throat which was almost strangled and looked at Zhou Wenhe.

Zhou Wenhe looked at the three people in front of him, one lying on the ground, and one was very weak. Isn't it just a matter of dealing with Lin Xianing?

He wanted to take another gamble, so he raised his hand to pull out the glass fragments from the wound, turned his head and pointed at Lin Xia Ning: "You must kill me, right? Okay, then let's die together!"

"If you want to die, die by yourself!"

A familiar voice came from the rooftop door, and everyone looked over at the same time. It was Jiang Meiyi.

Not just Jiang Meiyi.

Behind them are Zhang Xiang, Wei Zilei, and Tan Qinqin...

Eleven students climbed up one after another, stood in front of Zhou Wenhe, and half-surrounded him.

Zhou Wenhe's temples were twitching violently. Every student who had been stepped on by him now had the same annoying expression on their faces as He Yue - they would never accept their fate.

Jiang Meiyi raised her eyebrows proudly at Heyue: "I convinced them this time."

During the time she was on leave, she went to everyone's door to try to persuade them, hoping that they would muster up the courage to unite and fight against Zhou Wenhe.

——"Don't you want to take back your dignity?"

This time, she finally succeeded.

Zhou Wenhe looked at the dozen or so people in front of him and knew that he had no chance of winning.

He Yue looked at Zhou Wenhe, whose face was pale, and spoke.

"Maybe you haven't killed anyone, but you have killed too many souls. Start atonement from today."

When the will disappears, it is the real surrender and the white flag raised.

Zhou Wenhe had completely lost the strength to resist, and at this moment the sound of a cell phone ringing broke through the heavy darkness.

Zhu Huaining ignored the wound on the back of his head, forced himself to stand up and took out his cell phone. It was An Su.

"Brother Ning, there's no one at the PE teacher's house."

"He didn't go back?"

Zhou Wenhe risked his life to give him time to escape, but he didn't go home to create an alibi?

Zhu Huaining struggled for a while and tried to get up. Lin Xianing, who was helping him, only felt a wet and sticky touch on her hand. Without looking, Lin Xianing already knew what it was.

is blood.

He was held down by Lin Xia Ning: "Zhu Huaining, you are injured."

The wound was very large, and because of Zhu Huaining's actions, the blood flowed even more exaggeratedly. He couldn't help but gasp in pain, but he still comforted Lin Xia Ning the first time: "It's a minor injury."

Only then did Lin Xia Ning notice that there was a piece of discarded wooden board on the ground where Zhu Huaining had just fallen, and the nails on the board were bleeding in the night.

"You said...what? Not at home?" He Yue walked over and asked.

Zhu Huaining glanced at Zhou Wenhe: "Zhou Yu'an, he may still be in school."

He didn't run away.

-

After all the students were settled, Principal Chen rushed back with tears on his face. The heir of the Yue family was still inside, and I wonder if he was injured?

He felt a chill in his butt and was afraid that he would lose his position as principal.

"Principal Chen, let me go! I can run faster and carry Yue Zhou out on my back."

Principal Cai nodded repeatedly: "Yes, our teacher Zhou is very strong, stronger than our old arms and legs."

Principal Chen grabbed the floating duckweed sent by fate and said, "Teacher Zhou depends on you. You must bring Yue Zhou out." Otherwise, Ming Ruowei will definitely turn his house upside down!

Zhou Yu'an agreed: "Don't worry, Principal Chen, I'll go right away."

No one saw Zhou Yuan'an's frown relax as he stepped into the night, replaced by a cold smile.