87: Chapter 87 Settling Your Debts

Four burly security guards stood side by side at the main gate.

The aura of the Martial Arts Master realm was unleashed without restraint.

In a small city like Dongcheng, this lineup could absolutely act unchecked; even the local city defense commander wouldn't dare to provoke them easily.

The bald security guard just lit a cigarette, took a drag, and blew a smoke ring.

Suddenly, there was one more person in his line of sight.

He was in black casual clothes, carrying something in his hand.

He walked over swaggeringly.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The bald guy spat out the cigarette butt and shouted at the top of his lungs, "The school is under closed management! Get lost!"

Soaring Dragon Sky-Stepping Footwork.

A blur passed before the bald guy's eyes.

In the next second, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Li Zhengyang's hand was already clutching his throat.

Snap.

Accompanied by the sound of breaking bones.

The bald guy didn't even grunt, his head dropped.

The pupils of the remaining three people widened, but they hadn't managed to press the alarm yet.

Li Zhengyang's abyssal meteor dragon spear thrust out.

The spear tip pricked three times in the air.

Pfft, pfft, pfft.

A blood hole appeared in the center of each of their foreheads simultaneously, powerful energy piercing through their skulls.

The whole process took less than two seconds.

Even the surveillance cameras only captured a blur of shadows.

Li Zhengyang stepped through the gate, and the scene inside made him frown.

No one was practicing martial arts on the playground; the once lively training ground was now dead silent.

High tin walls had been built around it, and the windows on the first floor of all teaching buildings were welded shut with steel bars.

The air not only had an inexplicable bitter taste, but was also mixed with a faint smell of blood, which made one feel nauseous.

Li Zhengyang walked along the wall towards the dormitory building.

Just after turning a corner, he bumped into someone.

This person was carrying a lunch box, walking unsteadily, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Li Zhengyang took a closer look and recognized him.

Chen Hao.

He used to be in the same grade, living in the dormitory next door.

This kid used to be a 180-jin fat guy, shouting every day about wanting to get into an undergraduate martial arts program.

And now? His cheekbones were protruding high, his eye sockets deeply sunken, and he had severe dark circles.

His legs were trembling as he walked, like a living skeleton.

"Chen Hao?" Li Zhengyang called out.

The gaunt person holding the lunch box shuddered, and the lunch box almost fell to the ground.

He raised his head, his eyeballs turning for a long time before focusing.

After seeing Li Zhengyang's face clearly, Chen Hao's eyes widened instantly.

"Li... Li Zhengyang?"

Chen Hao had a terrified expression on his face: "Why are you here? Didn't you drop out and leave long ago?"

"Just back for a visit." Li Zhengyang sized him up: "What happened to you? Did someone drain you dry?"

Chen Hao shuddered violently upon hearing this.

He subconsciously looked around frantically, and only after confirming there was no one else, he grabbed Li Zhengyang's sleeve and pulled him desperately into a corner.

"Are you crazy! Run! You can get in but you can't get out of this place now!"

Chen Hao was so anxious that tears were almost falling: "Hurry up and go, if they find out, it's all over!"

"Who are they?" Li Zhengyang stood still, unmoved no matter how hard Chen Hao pulled: "What exactly happened to the school?"

Chen Hao couldn't pull him, stamping his feet in anxiety.

"A few months ago, that animal Director Wang Dewen suddenly took over the school and implemented closed management, calling it some elite student training program."

"At first, we had big fish and meat for every meal, and were given blood qi soup every day."

"Everyone was happy at first, but later it wasn't right. The rules changed; we had to go to the infirmary to draw blood once a week. They said it was a physical examination, but actually, they drew more than half a tube each time!"

Chen Hao rolled up his sleeves, his skinny arms covered in dense needle marks, some places even festering and turning black.

"Can you refuse to drink the soup?" Li Zhengyang asked.

"No, someone watches us drink it every day. After drinking that soup, our blood qi rises quickly, but as soon as we stop, our bones ache like they're being pricked by needles. Everyone is strictly controlled."

Chen Hao's eyes were full of despair, and as he spoke, he started to cry: "Two days ago, Wang Meng couldn't take it anymore and tried to climb over the wall to escape. As a result, he was caught and brought back. In front of us, he was drained of blood alive and dragged out like a dead dog."

Li Zhengyang looked at Chen Hao's arms and understood everything.

This was pig farming.

These demons really had brains.

Using the school's closed environment, using potions to stimulate blood qi, and then regularly drawing blood to refine blood soul orbs.

Recycling, inexhaustible.

And this was the inland hinterland of Dongcheng, not the front line. Who would have thought that a dignified Martial Arts Technical College was actually a blood cow farm in secret?

How Director Wang Dewen, that dead man, was resurrected also made sense.

The skin was still Director Wang Dewen, but the core inside had likely been occupied by a demon.

This was the demon's possession.

"Brother, hurry and go. While no one is out, find someone from the Pojun Division. They are the only ones who have hope of helping us."

"No need, I am from the Pojun Division."

Chen Hao was stunned: "You are from the Pojun Division??? Brother, stop joking, this will cost lives."

Just then, footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

Two people walked over, holding an electronic roll call board.

"Chen Hao!"

The thin, tall leader shouted impatiently: "Why are you hiding here! Director Wang is looking for you by name, hurry up, go to the Academic Affairs Office!"

When Chen Hao heard the words "Director Wang", his legs went weak and he fell directly to his knees.

"Brother... I just had my blood drawn the day before yesterday... My body really can't take it anymore."

Chen Hao kowtowed like pounding garlic, his forehead banging loudly on the floor tiles: "If you draw it again, I will really die. Please, help me beg Director Wang for mercy..."

"Cut the crap! A batch of special supply potions arrived today, and Director Wang named you specifically; it's an honor for you!"

The thin, tall man stepped forward and reached out to grab Chen Hao's hair.

The hand was only halfway there when it was grabbed tightly by a hand.

The thin, tall man paused and turned his head to look.

A young man in black was looking at him coldly.

"Who the hell are you? Which class are you in? How dare you meddle in the affairs of the Academic Affairs Office!" The thin, tall man pulled his hand hard.

It didn't move.

Li Zhengyang looked at him and exerted a little force.

Snap.

The thin, tall man's wrist was crushed into meat paste directly.

Broken bones pierced through the skin, and blood sprayed out instantly.

"Ah!"

The scream hadn't even come out when Li Zhengyang slapped his forehead.

Bang.

The thin, tall man's head was smashed into the ground directly, and before his brains could even splatter, he died on the spot.

The fat man behind was stunned.

After reacting, he let out a howl and turned to run.

Li Zhengyang stabbed the fat man in the back of the head with his spear.

With a muffled sound, the fat man fell to the ground, twitched twice, and never got up again.

Chen Hao knelt on the ground, completely stunned.

He looked at Li Zhengyang, his mouth unable to close for a long time.

These were people from the Academic Affairs Office! The bullies in the school that everyone was afraid of, experts at the Martial Master level, were just killed like that?

Could he really be from the Pojun Division?

"You just said, Director Wang is looking for you?"

Li Zhengyang wiped the blood on the dead man's clothes casually.

Chen Hao nodded, his brain completely crashed.

"Alright." Li Zhengyang patted Chen Hao on the shoulder: "I'll go for you."

"Zhengyang... you..."

"Find a place to hide, and don't come out no matter what noise you hear later."

Li Zhengyang followed the corridor straight to the Academic Affairs Office.

He knew this office building too well.

When he dropped out before, it was here that he crippled Director Wang Dewen's nephew and scammed Director Wang Dewen out of 200,000.

The road was unobstructed, and Li Zhengyang came directly to the door of the Director of the Academic Affairs Office.

The door was closed, and there was a faint humming of a tune inside.

Li Zhengyang skipped the knocking process.

Raised his foot.

Bang!

The office door was kicked into pieces, and the door panel smashed directly against the wall.

Behind the desk, a person was facing away from the door, holding a test tube and shaking it under the light.

Hearing the door breaking, the person turned around abruptly.

A long black windbreaker, wrapped tightly even in summer.

Although wrapped very tightly, Li Zhengyang would recognize that fat face even if it turned to ashes.

Director Wang Dewen.

"You bastard! Who let you kick the door in! Where are the people you brought!"

Director Wang Dewen was furious. He took off his sunglasses and prepared to scold.

However, underneath the sunglasses, they were no longer human eyes.

They were a pair of dark red vertical pupils.

The moment he saw the person coming, the anger on Director Wang Dewen's face stopped abruptly.

The fat on his face trembled.

This face, this outfit.

In Director Wang Dewen's mind, the memory before being devoured exploded instantly.

In the territory of the Abyssal Giant Lizard, the scene of how this person threw the two uncles and nephews to the demon beasts as food without blinking an eye was vivid in his mind!

The instinct remaining in this body and the vigilance after the demon's possession were intertwined, and fear swept through his nerves instantly.

"You... Li..."