Several beams of light swept across at the same time. Before and after the green path, many students who had come out carrying buckets to throw away trash had already gathered. They stretched their necks, pointing at the center with great interest.
"Make way! Disperse! What's there to look at!"
Wang Jinxi pushed through the crowd of onlookers and squeezed in. When he saw the situation clearly, he was completely stunned.
The pale beam of the flashlight hit the open ground. A tall, straight-backed teenager was holding down a large white trash can that was turned upside down on the ground with one hand. His posture was casual, and his other hand was even stuffed into his pocket. He looked so dashing that it didn't seem like he was subduing a thug, but rather filming a movie.
Muffled whimpers and futile banging sounds came from inside the trash can. Obviously, someone was trapped inside.
On the grass not far away, a folding knife lay glaringly, its blade gleaming coldly under the light.
Wang Jinxi's heart skipped a beat, his expression changing instantly. He rushed over in a few large strides.
"Student Lin! What is going on? Are you hurt?" His voice was a bit tight as his gaze swept up and down Lin Mo's body.
"I'm fine." Lin Mo's tone was flat. He even took a moment to slightly lift the hand pressing down on the trash can, causing the banging inside to instantly become a bit more intense.
"Captain Wang, don't ask for now. Just notify the local police to come over. This guy just rushed at me with a knife without saying a word. I don't even know who he is."
The white trash can was opaque. Upside down on the ground like this, it was completely impossible to see the appearance of the person inside.
Gao Yuanqiang, who was standing to the side, said bluntly, "Damn it, scared me to death. As soon as I turned my head, I saw this guy rushing over with a knife. Good thing Lin Mo reacted fast enough."
He patted his chest as he spoke, his face still showing lingering fear.
An incident of an armed assault with a knife happening in the school was extremely serious. Wang Jinxi didn't dare to neglect it and immediately called the police.
Not long after, the sound of police sirens approached from a distance, and three police officers quickly arrived at the scene.
The one leading them was a slightly older, experienced policeman. He swept a glance over the scene, his gaze finally landing on Lin Mo and the constantly shaking trash can.
He frowned and said to Lin Mo, "Student, let go first and let the person inside come out. Let's not cause a fatality, and see if there's some misunderstanding."
"Okay."
Hearing this, Lin Mo simply let go and took two steps back.
Almost the instant he let go, the trash can was violently flipped away from the inside!
A dark figure roared and rushed out, with a clear target, lunging straight at Lin Mo!
Lunging straight at Lin Mo!
"Lin Mo! Today I'm going to make you die with me!"
A gasp erupted from the crowd. No one expected that this guy was actually still clutching a knife in his hand! It was longer and sharper than the one that had fallen on the ground earlier!
However, facing this crazy, suicidal lunge, Lin Mo merely looked surprised, and then raised his foot.
This kick landed precisely on the opponent's chest, forcefully halting his forward momentum.
Before the other party could recover, a heavy and powerful right whip kick closely followed.
The fierce wind from the kick swept past, and the person was whipped so hard he spun half a circle in place, his brain buzzing.
Lin Mo still wasn't finished. He closed in, his palms turning into whips, striking left and right.
Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!
A left front kick, a right whip kick, and a five-hit combo whip.
Finished and done.
The set of movements was as smooth as flowing water, so fast it dazzled the eyes. The crowd only heard a few crisp slapping sounds.
The person was finally slapped completely off balance, crashing heavily to the ground like a broken sack. His cheeks swelled up high at a visible rate.
The knife in his hand also fell to the ground with a clang.
Gao Yuanqiang had quick eyes and hands, firmly locking the flashlight's beam onto that miserable face.
When he saw the person's appearance clearly, he exploded on the spot.
"Holy crap! Huang Haoyang! It's you! You sneaky bastard hiding in the bushes, you really freaking thought you were Garen!"
After saying this, Gao Yuanqiang abruptly turned to look at the three policemen, "Police officers! This Huang Haoyang is the guy who killed his dad a while ago, and now he's coming to kill his classmate."
Hearing this, the policemen immediately reacted. After all, the incident of killing a father in self-defense was such a big deal, how could they not know about it.
Their expressions immediately changed. The two younger policemen quickly went up and pinned Huang Haoyang to the ground.
The older policeman used his police terminal to check the records.
At this time, Huang Zhirong also rushed over, looking at Lin Mo while panting.
"Oh my, Lin Mo, are you alright?"
Lin Mo shook his head.
"I'm fine. Fortunately, Director Huang, you called Captain Wang and the others over."
The surrounding people had long been dispersed by the security guards. Hearing this, the two policemen pinning Huang Haoyang looked up at Lin Mo.
They had just watched Lin Mo beat this guy into a pig's head with a set of spell-cultivator Sanda combat moves.
What the heck did that have to do with the security captain.
However, he was acting in self-defense, so they had nothing to say.
The older policeman looked around and could only say, "Let's take him away first, staying here won't solve anything. You two students will also have to come with us to the police station to record a statement."
Lin Mo nodded. "He and I will take the trash can back first, pack up our things, and then come down."
The older policeman looked at the white trash can on the ground and also nodded in agreement. After all, these two students weren't criminals.
"I am the school director. I'll drive them over," Huang Zhirong said from the side.
"That works. We really don't have enough space on our end. Sorry to trouble you, Director Huang."
After Lin Mo and Gao Yuanqiang put the trash can away and came downstairs, they saw Huang Zhirong waiting for them at the entrance with his car lights on.
"Director Huang, sorry for the trouble." Although Lin Mo said it was a trouble, his actions didn't show any hesitation at all.
Huang Zhirong sighed. "I have discussed this matter with the principal and the others. Regardless of what the police station decides, Huang Haoyang will be directly expelled from the school."
Hearing this, Gao Yuanqiang hurriedly said, "Sigh! Finally got this guy expelled. Our whole class has been on edge all day, terrified that he would draw a knife and hack at someone. I didn't expect him to actually do it."
Speaking of this matter, even Huang Zhirong's heart trembled a bit.
If something serious really happened, his career as a director would be over.
Although it might not lead to him resigning out of guilt, his path for promotion would definitely be sealed off.
The car drove towards the police station, while Gao Yuanqiang's fingers were typing frantically. At this very moment, his normally mediocre writing skills were performing exceptionally well.
A thrilling story of Haoyang Assassinates Lin Mo was playing out in the class group chat.
Then, Lin Mo's phone rang.
Naturally, the first person to call was Jiang Yunlu.
Lin Mo answered the phone. Before the other party could speak, Lin Mo said:
"Don't worry, I'm fine."

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

saw a female celebrity tied up and stuffed in the trunk! Little did he know, countless cameras were aimed at him at this moment - this was a new type of reality show. The first randomly selected passerby was caught in less than an hour. But when Xu Moru was selected, things started to take an unexpected turn. "Damn, this isn't how the script goes. This Xu Moru is too bold, he's not following the rules at all." "Crap, is this guy taking it seriously?" "The female celebrity has been scared to tears!"