"Your turn now."
Liu Zheng raised his blood-soaked tentacle, aiming at the last security guard.
The remaining security guard didn't say a word, turned and ran. Within a few breaths, he had already reached the end of the corridor on the right, leaving only a faint smell of burning in the air.
"He runs pretty fast. Well, for just a few thousand bucks a month, who would risk their life?"
Liu Zheng voiced what the guard was thinking.
And he didn't plan to give chase.
First, he probably couldn't catch up, and second, each was doing their job, so there was no need for a complete massacre.
"Where's the principal's office?"
Liu Zheng asked the security guard he had slashed.
The guard remained stubbornly silent, looking like he was set on being a tough guy.
"Talk, and you live. Consider this your medical fee. Refuse, and I'll throw you in the sewer, let the fish down there chew you to bones."
Liu Zheng shoved a wad of cash into his pocket.
"You're cruel, aren't you?"
