The man was of medium build, with a full forehead and a pair of bloodshot triangular eyes filled with fear. His garlic-shaped nose twitched slightly.

He was drenched in sweat, and his originally sparse hair had turned into a few strands, unable to cover his shiny bald spot.

Nine Cold immediately recognized him as Dai Xiaojun, the Dean of Students.

"Teacher Dai..." Nine Cold took a step forward.

"Don't come any closer! I'll shoot if you do!" Dai Xiaojun had lost all reason, holding a handgun and retreating two steps, bumping into the desk.

Seizing the moment of distraction, Nine Cold unexpectedly kicked, sending the handgun flying from Dai Xiaojun's hand.

Gao Yang saw the opportunity, stepped forward, and caught the handgun mid-air.

He checked it in his hand and smiled wryly, "A fake gun."

It was just a replica plastic gun. Gao Yang had hoped it could add some firepower.

Thinking about it, it made sense. How could a teacher have a real gun? A fake one was more reasonable.

"Don't! Don't kill me! I have elderly parents and young children. I don't want to die..." Dai Xiaojun clutched his kicked wrist and tried to crawl under the desk.

Nine Cold grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out, sounding a bit impatient, "We're not going to kill you. The ones doing the killing are the Rune Zombies."

"Rune... Rune Zombies?" Given Dai Xiaojun's age, he probably hadn't seen many zombie movies.@@novelbin@@

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