I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

"Chen classmate...Chen classmate...class is now!"

Wu Yue, who was sitting next to Chen Feng, yelled softly, but it was a pity that Chen Feng continued to swing the long ruler to draw the picture as if he hadn't heard it.

May, who had repeatedly shouted fruitlessly, lay on the table like a full salted fish, recognized the reality and gave up the illusion of waking Chen Feng.

The main reason is that Chen Feng is an image of a learning tyrant in her eyes, presumably he should have completed this knowledge by himself?

The teacher who came to the class was a young female teacher. It seemed that she had not worked for a few years, and the immature and stubbornness on her face had not been completely covered by the dust of society.

The course she teaches is Japanese history. For those students who are not interested in history, this is a very boring course, but she is very dedicated to her work. No matter which student is taking a break in her class, she will shout The other party asks the other party to refocus their attention.

It was the same this time, she wanted to call back Chen Feng who was sitting in the last row.

"The classmate sitting in the last row, we are going to class, please take out your textbook and listen carefully!"

Chen Feng was still bowing his head and drawing pictures without raising his head to respond to her plan. The teacher's words on the podium seemed to him not even the wind in his ears, after all, the wind in his ears was at least in his ears.

An anger floated on the face of the history teacher. As soon as she came to work at noon today, she heard that there was a violent incident of a student beating the teacher this morning, and the teacher who was beaten fainted and should be still in the hospital. Did not wake up.

When I think of the unequal status of students and teachers in this era, if a teacher beats a student, he will lose his job, and in serious cases, he will be sued in court. But what about a student who beats the teacher? The person involved heard that they were still in class, and the school did not intend to punish the other party at all.

The sun was blazing outside the window, but she only felt cold sweat all over her body and cold hands and feet. What happened to this society? !

When did the students start **** riding on the teacher's head?

Her soul of education is burning. Whether she is responsible for her teacher's dignity or her students' future, she can't let her students not listen to classes.

Her previous experience told her that countless students who didn't study seriously at school would encounter numerous difficulties that could not be solved in their lives in society. They were inferior in their academic qualifications and culturally inferior. In the end, they had to become cautious in their speech!

The immature student must be asked to listen to the get out of class carefully, and after class is over, I will talk to the class teacher to explain the situation, and ask the other party to see if the student has encountered any difficulties recently...

In just ten seconds, the history teacher on the podium had already overwhelmed and drew a picture scroll until the corner of her eye glanced at a box of chalk on the podium.

Since words can't bring you back to God, then use chalk to wake you up, if one is not enough, use ten!

Tie a few chalk heads together with rubber bands left under the desk at some time, the history teacher controlled the force in his hand, aimed at the desk where Chen Feng was drawing the drawing, and gently threw it out.

She knew how to draw on paper when she was young and didn't study well. She also bought a long ruler to pretend that she was very professional. She met many such students. Almost all of them were drawing comics and stick figures that were not doing their job properly. In the end, they wereted time, did not hear the lessons, and did not make any achievements in those painting professions.

Can't even feed themselves!

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The chalk head slid across an arc under the gaze of the whole class, and smashed onto the drawing paper on Chen Feng's desk, making a crisp sound.

‘Hmph, you can’t do it anymore, right? ’

Just as the history teacher embraced his arms confidently, who knew that Chen Feng's face changed drastically when he was originally dedicated to drawing pictures.

The moment the small bundle of chalk heads hit his drawings and made a sound, before even the chalk broke under the collision, Chen Feng opened his arms and grabbed the two sides of the oil paper and quickly gathered it together.

His movements were as swift as a gust of wind, so that many students did not see what was happening. Chen Feng threw the floor plan of the building he was about to finish and the bundle of chalk wrapped in the middle directly out of the window, tightly. Then he kicked the desk in front of him and quickly lay behind the desk.

"There are enemies!"

Before the history teacher on the stage realized what Chen Feng had done, a black-hole muzzle was aimed at her head from the overturned tabletop bunker.

As a travel enthusiast, she has naturally visited many countries in the world and used some firearms in these countries. I don’t know if it is her illusion, she seems to have seen Chen Feng’s thumb touch the pistol insurance. The fingers on the trigger were calm and strong, as if they would be pulled down in the next second.

In an instant, the female teacher felt the hair on her back stand upright, and dense goose bumps appeared on her arms.

Will die... Will die!

This is the vital message from her sixth sense.

People may use lies to deceive others, but the human brain will never actively deceive itself.

With those sharp eyes, the history teacher had no doubt that the other party would shoot in the next second, so this common-sense history teacher immediately raised his hands and let the textbooks fall to the ground.

"Huh? Student Chen, what are you doing suddenly...?"

May's voice rang in Chen Feng's ears, and this suspicious voice made his tense muscles relax a little.

He looked around him and found that all his classmates were staring at him who was lying on the ground and raising their guns at the teacher. Their eyes have one thing in common, that is, doubt!

There was no explosion as he imagined from outside the window, and the female teacher who did not know when she came on the podium was trembling with both legs, her hands raised above her head.

Buy a book? The textbook that I used once, thrown on the ground in class.

Seeing all this, if he still doesn't understand what happened, then he may have a brain problem!

However, this little matter was irrelevant to him, and Chen Feng casually got up from the ground, put the desk in place, and put the gun on the table.

Snapped-

The heavy gun body was placed on the table and made a dull sound. He patted the dust on his body, and then put the gun in his clothes. From the appearance of Chen Feng, the gun that was hidden in the clothes could not be seen at all. A place of discord.

"Ahem... just kidding, it's just a toy, teacher, please continue."

After all, Chen Feng picked up the long ruler, pencil and extra oil paper that fell on the ground, and re-drew the floor plan of the teaching building, and the history teacher on the stage did not dare to make irresponsible remarks to Chen Feng. Instead, he finished a lesson with trembling legs, and rushed out after hearing the bell for the end of the get out of class.

Not long afterward, the police came to search Chen Feng and confiscated a crudely crafted plastic water gun, which was still a fake stall.

"What? It's just a water gun that scared you like this. I think I played with my daughter last year with the water gun. I shot quite accurately."

Unknowing teacher A spit out.

"Yes... Is it? Haha..."

This history teacher was sitting in the office with a skeptical look on her face. She always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't point it out.

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Chapter Twelve Killed You

Chen Feng has been busy working on his first takeaway task, which is to send the Ogino Hikari who has never seen him to the underworld.

Since he accidentally accepted this task and made up his mind to complete it, the two have become enemies on opposite sides of each other.

It is difficult to understand each other between the enemy and the enemy, unless one of them has been ‘dead’.

This was a unilateral erection of the enemy, and Ogino Hikaru would never have thought that there was a man in this school who was planning to kill him.

Chen Feng is in the dark, Diye Guang is in the light.

He must kill with one hit, and there must be no evidence to point to his hand!