Zhang Kun stood in the study with a blushed face, staring at Peng Yibo, who looked calm behind the desk.

Although he knew that he was indeed making mistakes first and was inappropriate, Zhang Kun couldn't help but feel angry when he looked at Peng Yibo's appearance.

Finally, Zhang Kun pursed his lips and showed a sneer and said, "Peng Yibo, you are just a school rule when you keep speaking. You seem to be great, but in fact you are just a selfish villain."

"Yes, I entered Xiangnan Affiliated First Affiliated Area through some special channels, but have I been asking you to provoke you? Do you want to kill me like this?"

"I know, someone used privileges to replace the quota of your first love's place to the school, which made you separate. But what does this have to do with me? If you have the ability, you can go and take revenge on the person who replaced your girlfriend back then."

Peng Yibo's face suddenly changed and he glared at Zhang Kun: "What are you talking nonsense..."

Zhang Kun raised his lips and looked at Peng Yibo disdainfully: "I'm talking nonsense? What's the truth? You and I know it. Why? I'm still afraid of people talking about it after doing something?"

Since the words were said out, Zhang Kun was no longer covering up and stared at Peng Yibo with his eyes: "Someone replaced your girlfriend's quota back then. If you feel wronged, go find him."

"Why, don't you have any courage, or can't find it? Then you vent your anger on us juniors?"

"But have you ever thought that someone has offended you, but what does this have to do with me? Before I entered Xiangnan Affiliated First Affiliated Area, I didn't even know which onion you were."

"Also, how many of you have been teaching for so many years? Six or seven? Why are they?"

"Maybe they could have a bright future, but because of you, they might be half ruined."

"I know, their methods of entering the school are not very glorious. Maybe there are those who have replaced other people's quotas as you have encountered, but can you say that all those people have replaced other people's quotas? At least, I have not replaced other people's quotas."

"Each class of master's and doctoral studies has fifty enrollment quotas, and I am the fifty-one and the extra one. I don't think I have occupied any of the resources of others."

"But what about you, you still want to kill me."

"Peng Yibo, don't you think the method you used is exactly the same as the person you offended you at the beginning. They are all using privileges to achieve the goal of harming others and benefiting oneself? No, you are even worse than him. If he harms others, at least he will benefit oneself. What about you? It's completely harming others and not benefiting oneself. You and him are all birds of a feather, birds of a feather..."

Zhang Kun's voice became louder and louder, as if he was roaring. As he spoke, his emotions flowed out and sprayed them freely.

Since Peng Yibo did this so much, he no longer had to show any mercy.

However, just as Zhang Kun sprayed it randomly, he did not notice that Peng Yibo's face became redder and redder, and then slowly turned into a blue-purple color.

Zhang Kun spoke faster and faster, until he suddenly realized that the atmosphere seemed a little wrong. His eyes narrowed, but he found that Peng Yibo's face had turned completely purple and blue at this time, covering his chest with one hand and pressing tightly on the desk with the other hand.

Zhang Kun's face was slightly tightened and he said with a tentative look: "Peng Yibo, what are you doing? Don't pretend."

However, Peng Yibo just stared at Zhang Kun with his eyes wide open, still covering his chest with one hand and supporting him on the desk with the other, with his mouth wide open.

Zhang Kun stared at Peng Yibo's eyes, and his expression finally changed: "Peng Yibo? Peng Yibo?"

After shouting twice, Zhang Kun suddenly walked around the desk and rushed to Peng Yibo, grabbed Peng Yibo's hand, which was cold...

Zhang Kun's heart suddenly hung up, and his right hand was pressed to Peng Yibo's chest, his heartbeat was very weak...

Pushing Peng Yibo's eyes, his pupils have begun to dilate...

"Peng Yibo..." Zhang Kun roared in Peng Yibo's ear, but received no response.

Zhang Kun had no time to think about anything. He almost instinctively walked through Peng Yibo's ribs, picked him up, carried him out of the desk, and then lay flat on the floor of the study. During this period, Peng Yibo seemed to have a little reaction, and his hands moved slightly, as if he was struggling.

After putting Peng Yibo down, Zhang Kun grabbed Peng Yibo's shirt's chest with both hands and instantly tore it open to both sides, revealing Peng Yibo's chest with a slightly old-spotted spots.

Zhang Kun possessed himself and lay on Peng Yibo's chest. He listened carefully to Peng Yibo's heartbeat, but his face became increasingly ugly.

Heartbeat...stopped!

Zhang Kun clenched his teeth, pressed Peng Yibo's neck with his right hand, and then opened Peng Yibo's eyes again... he was no longer focused.

Zhang Kun's heartbeats so fast, and his heart is blank at this time.

After about three or four seconds, Zhang Kun gritted his teeth suddenly, spread his left hand, pressed it tightly on Peng Yibo's heart, then gritted his teeth and raised his right hand, and hit the back of his left hand hard.

one two three…….

After three rhythmic blows, Zhang Kun quickly leaned over and pressed on Peng Yibo's chest.

Zhang Kun's face turned completely pale in an instant, and he seemed to be lost in his mind. His body shook and he sat down on the ground dejectedly.

At this moment, a scream came from the door of the study behind Zhang Kun.
Chapter completed!