Despair Game

Chapter 19 Deliverance

I couldn't believe what I saw on my phone, the message sent by the little devil. What did it mean?

Was Liao Zhi really the little devil? It couldn't be, absolutely impossible!

However, the classmates in the class were like they had been injected with chicken blood, angrily raising the weapons in their hands and shouting at Liao Zhi:

"Damn little devil, we finally found you! You won't leave this classroom alive today!"

"You've tortured us for so long. Even if I have to go to jail, I'll chop you to death!"

"Yes! We won't let you go!"

"Let's kill him together. We won't have any more red envelope WeChat groups in the future!"

As everyone's emotions escalated, Liao Zhi became more and more frightened. He kept retreating to the corner, not daring to lift his head, trembling intensely, and tears of grievance were about to fall.

I don't know who threw something at Liao Zhi from behind, but that object was like a fuse, and the classmates in the class were like explosives, ignited and ready to explode.

"Beat him!"

"Beat him!"

...

Yu Xiaoping, who used to sit at the same table with Liao Zhi, kicked him in the body. Liao Zhi, with tears in his eyes, wanted to explain, but the surrounding classmates were too fierce. Before he could speak, someone struck him on the head with a stick, and Liao Zhi could only sob while holding his head.

The people around rushed forward in a swarm, one after another. I stood still in astonishment.

Xiao Ming chewed his gum and suddenly pulled out a knife, circling around me.

When I saw the gleaming knife in Xiao Ming's hand, I instantly regained my senses and grabbed him, shouting at him, "What the hell are you doing, Xiao Ming?"

Xiao Ming looked at me puzzledly and innocently said, "I'm gonna s***h him, what's wrong?"

I snatched the knife from his hand and quickly said, "Are you an i***t too? Liao Zhi is like the little devil?"

After speaking, I ignored Xiao Ming and quickly squeezed into the crowd.

At this moment, Liao Fan's face was covered in blood. He curled up on the ground, holding his head with his hands. There were many wounds on his arms and legs. Fortunately, most of the people around him didn't have weapons, and the space was narrow, allowing only three or four people at most to attack him.

Even with just these three or four people, they had already beaten him up like this. I didn't dare to imagine what would happen if there was more space. Liao Fan would probably be dead.

At that moment, I saw Zhang Bin squeezing in from the side, holding a decorated knife in his hand, with a fierce expression on his face.

I quickly shouted at them, "Stop fighting, damn it!"

I knew that my shout alone wouldn't be enough to stop them, so I grabbed a cup from my seat and smashed it against the glass window nearby with all my strength.

"Crash!"

"Stop all of you! Don't you have any brains?"

With the sound of shattering glass and my shouting, the group of classmates who had lost their reason finally stopped.

I quickly took the opportunity to squeeze to the innermost part and pushed aside Yu Xiaoping, who was at the front, standing in front of Liao Zhi.

Yu Xiaoping was definitely unhappy about being pushed by me and pointed at me, cursing, "Xiang Nan, are you brainless? The person lying behind you is the little devil. Only when he dies can we be at peace. Don't you understand this logic?"

"Yeah, Xiang Nan, don't stick your nose where it doesn't belong."

"If the little devil doesn't die, it's us who will die. We must kill him today. Xiang Nan, move aside!"

The surrounding classmates, one after another, didn't buy my argument and raised their weapons, ready to charge again. I had no choice but to raise both hands and say loudly, "You say Liao Zhi is the little devil. Does he look like one to you? Can a little devil casually let someone die, but now let you all freely beat and kill him?"

"Also, if Liao Zhi is the little devil, then when Luo Anan touched his hair just now, Liao Zhi didn't have a phone in his hand. Who sent the task in the WeChat group?"

I felt my eyes turning red, and I almost shouted out this passage with a strained throat. The surrounding classmates didn't know if they were scared by me or if they thought what I said made sense, but many of them put down their weapons and pondered.

However, everyone couldn't bear to let Liao Fan go just like that, and they surrounded him, unwilling to back off.

Actually, I knew that everyone just didn't want to be fooled by the little devil again.

I took the opportunity to quickly take out my phone and shouted in the WeChat group, "little devil, I thought you were despicable, but I didn't expect you to be this despicable. You framed someone using this method. If you have the ability, do something more sinister. Playing games like this, I, Xiang Nan, am the first one to look down on you!"

After speaking, I gasped for breath, sweating profusely while facing the many classmates. Saying these words made me sweat all over, but I just wanted to do my best to save someone from the hands of the little devil, just like my previous thoughts, not forgetting my original intention.

Sure enough, the little devil quickly sent a smiling emoji and said, "Well done, Xiang Nan. I'm starting to appreciate you more."

"However, I didn't frame anyone. In this game, I designated Liao Fan as the little devil. Is there a problem with me designating him? I don't seem to have said that I am a member of your class, right?"

"Besides, I just wanted you all to find the little devil I designated. I didn't ask you to harm him. What does it have to do with me if your classmates are so foolish?"

I clenched my teeth, holding my phone and shouting at the group of classmates who lowered their heads, "See! Do you see!"

The surrounding classmates, with guilty expressions, glanced at Liao Zhi and then hid their weapons and slowly returned to their seats.

When I shouted at them like that, they didn't retort.

The most awkward person was Luo Anan. She stood to the side with a flushed face, not knowing where to look. She no longer had the arrogance and smugness she had just displayed. In the end, she had no choice but to come over and say to me and Liao Zhi, "Liao Zhi, Xiang Nan, I'm sorry."

"Get lost!"

I didn't want to be polite to someone like her at all. If it weren't for me taking the risk to rush in just now, she would have instigated the classmates to harm Liao Zhi long ago, with her damn reasoning and analysis, hmph.

Seeing everyone dispersing, I turned back and helped Liao Zhi up.

In just a short while, Liao Zhi had been beaten to the point where he couldn't stand up. He had received several cuts on his legs.

Angry, I put him on my shoulder and shouted at the dazed Xiao Ming, "What are you staring at? Come help!"

Only then did Xiao Ming react, throwing away the knife in his hand and raising his hands to support Liao Zhi.

The classmates in the class watched as I carried Liao Zhi out. Actually, apart from anger, I also felt a bit of joy because this time, it was the only time I managed to rescue someone from the clutches of the little devil.

Just as I walked to the classroom door, I saw the mustached police officer standing at the entrance, smoking.

He saw me coming out and awkwardly smiled.

I instantly became angry and questioned him, "You were just watching us fight inside? You didn't go in to stop it?"

The mustached officer smiled wryly, took a puff of his cigarette, and said, "Young man, the police are not all-powerful. In that situation just now, even if I had gone in, there would have been no way to stop them. Also, I came here to apologize for what happened to Li Juan last time."

I shook my head, smiled, and asked, "Then what did I do? And besides, people have already died. What's the use of your apology?"

After saying that, I didn't want to pay him any more attention. I supported Liao Zhi and was about to leave. At that moment, Qin Yong walked over, took my hand, and said, "You should talk to him properly. Xiao Ming and I will go ahead."

Since Qin Yong said so, I couldn't refuse. After all, he was a police officer, and I was just a student who could only talk big.

The mustached officer led me to sit on the steps of the playground and handed me a cigarette.

Thinking that he wanted to pry information from me, I asked, "Just say what you want to ask."

The mustached officer took off his police cap, sighed, and looked somewhat helpless as he said:

"I know you feel that as a police officer, I didn't fulfill my responsibility, and I admit to that. But let me tell you, there are many things that are beyond my capabilities, and it's not that I don't want to do them. I believe you have also recently experienced this feeling. I've also come to understand the situation in your class. Perhaps I truly lack the ability to intervene, and I don't intend to question you further. I can't figure out who hung Lou Chang up without leaving any fingerprints. Since you want to handle it yourselves, I won't interfere anymore."

The mustached officer looked at me with complex eyes. His words made sense, and it seemed like he already knew or suspected that the little devil incident was real. That's why he didn't question me further, in order to protect me.

Then, he handed me a transparent bag.

"This is a newspaper clipping found in your dorm leader's pocket. I don't know if it can be of any help to you."

After saying that, the mustached officer put on his police cap and left.