Chapter 143 The ambition of high school students! With this mask, I can rule the world! (Please subscribe)
Click!
The high school student opened the door and walked in.
"Takaro, are you back?"
Hearing the voice, mother stuck her head out from the kitchen and asked in a gentle tone: "Why are you back so late? The meal has been heated for you. Okay, come and eat!”
"I know, you're very annoying!"
Takaro replied impatiently. When he came to the table and saw the same meal, he took two bites in disgust and walked towards his room: "I've eaten well. Come and clean up quickly. Can you use some snacks? It’s the same meal every day!”
My mother quickly said, “You know, your father is working recently”
Bang!
However, before he finished speaking, Xiaolang's door was slammed shut.
"This child!"
The mother walked out of the kitchen, wiped her hands, and couldn't help but sigh.
As time went by, the child became more and more rebellious, which was not a good thing. He decided to have a good talk with him later.
At least you have to finish eating, otherwise how can you grow taller?
Looking at the food on the table, she felt a touch of distress, and sat down to eat.
Takaro returned to his room, threw away his schoolbag, and lay down on the bed. The annoyance on his face became more and more intense: "I'm so annoyed, why should I be born into such a family? Why am I not from a chaebol or an official's family?" Son?”
“Why couldn’t you work harder? You are such useless parents!”
He thought of those people in school who were praised by all the stars, even the teachers. The children of plutocrats and officials who dare not provoke them, and then think about their ordinary families, the jealousy and unwillingness in their hearts are like poisonous snakes, gnawing at their hearts.
He also wants to be crowned by the stars, and he also wants to become a master.
But, in a society like Japan, the only thing he can do is to unite with some bad guys in school, bully some other students, and extort their pocket money.
Once you enter society, you will either become a hard-working social animal, or you will become a Yakuza wandering the streets.
As for chaebols, officials, etc., not having good parents is not impossible in a society like Japan where classes are severely entrenched, but the possibility is extremely slim.
If his grades were better, Nunu might be admitted to a top university and become a high-level worker for the chaebol, but unfortunately, his grades were not the best.
“Damn it, damn it!”
Takaro couldn’t help clenching his fist and punched his schoolbag.
The son of a chaebol is a chaebol, and the son of an official is an official. But will a son like him, a social beast, have to become a social beast in the future? !
He didn’t want to be like his useless father, working overtime until late at night every day, but getting a meager salary.
Cang!
The schoolbag was smashed out by him, and an evil ghost's mask inside fell to the ground.
“This thing?”
Only then did he remember that he accidentally picked it up on the side of the road when he came back. He thought it might be worth some money, so he stuffed it into his schoolbag.
“But it doesn’t look very exquisite.”
Takaro walked over to pick up the mask and looked at it carefully under the light. Only then did he realize that the mask was of average workmanship, and there were holes on the edges. There were vague cracks, and it seemed that it could be crushed with a little force. I was immediately disappointed.
This thing looked like a piece of trash that had been thrown away because of damage, but he picked it up like a treasure.
“What a shame!”
He raised his hand, just about to throw the mask into the trash can.
Suddenly, an inexplicable impulse arose in my heart, and I wanted to try how this mask would look on my face.
Although he didn't know where this impulse came from, it was so strong that after he reacted, he found that he had unknowingly covered his face with a mask.
Then,
nothing happened.
"What?"
He was about to take off the mask with his hands, but the moment his fingertips touched it, there was a bang, and messages poured into his mind like a torrent!
Extraordinary, Lord of One Hundred Ghosts, Ghosts, Fear
Ushiki, Big Tengu, Kappa, Mountain Lama, Nine-tailed Fox
His body instantly fell onto the bed, like sifting chaff Generally speaking, he rolled his eyes desperately.
The sudden flood of information in his mind almost burned his brain to pulp.
It took him a long time before he recovered. When he reached out and touched it, he found that his nose was bleeding.
But he didn’t have the slightest fear. Instead, he was filled with unprecedented excitement and excitement!
Hundred Ghost Lord!
Once he puts it on, he can become the master of a hundred ghosts who controls the legendary ghosts! !
Those terrible, powerful, frightening ghosts and monsters will all bow to him!
This is actually a mask that can control ghosts!
"Hahaha, I want to become a master!"
He couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and shouted.
With this mask, he is no longer an ordinary person, but the legendary Lord of Ghosts!
Ordinary people only deserve to kneel in front of him!
Those chaebols and officials will all kneel at his feet!
Wealth, power, beauty
He seems to have seen a bright future and is waving to him.
With this mask, he can rule the entire Japan, no, he wants to rule the entire world!
"Hahaha!"
Thinking of the wonderful thing, he couldn't help laughing wildly again.
But he didn't realize that there was a little bit of madness in his laughter.
Click!
At this moment, the door was pushed open.
"Takaro, I think we need to have a good chat."
The mother came in and looked at her son wearing the evil ghost mask, but she frowned: "Where did you get the mask? Hurry up. Take it off."
As she said this, she reached out and took off the mask.
This evil ghost mask gave her a strange and foreboding feeling.
Bang!
"What do you want to do?!"
However, before she could touch the mask, Xiaolang forcefully withdrew and said in an extremely angry tone: "This is my thing, my baby, and you actually want to take it away. ? ”
He stared at his mother, his eyes full of caution and vigilance.
"What's wrong with you?" The mother was pushed and staggered, looking at her son in disbelief.
Although he is usually a bit disobedient, this is the first time he has done anything to her!
"My things can only be mine!"
Takaro stood in front of her and looked at her with a serious tone: "If you touch it again, I will kill you! ”
Deng Deng Deng!
With words full of murderous intent, the shocked mother stepped back again and again, covering her mouth and looking at her son. It seemed that what was hidden under the mask was no longer her filial son, but someone twisted and evil. soul.
Bang!
The door was slammed shut again.
Takaro stroked the mask on his face and grinned unconsciously: "No one can take it away from me!"
He got into bed, even if he was sleeping, Reluctant to take it off.
The next morning.
In his mother's complicated eyes, Xiaolang wore a mask and walked toward school with his schoolbag on his back.
Some people were watching and pointing at him along the way, but he didn't care at all.
In his opinion, as the Lord of Hundred Ghosts, he is no longer on the same level as these ordinary people. These people are like ants, and the pointing of ants is to him. What's the threat?
When I came to school, there were more people giving guidance.
Other students looked at this guy wearing an evil ghost mask as he walked into the campus with confusion, not knowing what he was up to.
Takaro still ignored it and walked straight into the classroom.
Soon, the class bell rang, and the teacher came in. Seeing the eye-catching Takaro wearing a mask, he suddenly felt unhappy: "Takaro, what is that on your face? Quickly remove it for me. Come down!”
“Otherwise, get out of this classroom!”
What he didn’t expect was that Takaro’s reaction was even more violent than his, and he suddenly stood up. .
“How dare you speak to me, the future ruler of the world, like this?!”
He was extremely angry.
"Hahaha, is this guy out of his mind?"
"Maybe he didn't wake up and thought he was still dreaming?"
"Still? The ruler of the world is so ridiculous!”
“.”
In an instant, other students in the classroom burst into laughter.
“Get out of here!”
Seeing that he dared to talk back, the teacher pointed at the door angrily.
“It’s you who should get out, old guy!”
Takaro sneered and snapped his fingers.
Boom!
The next second, a big tengu with red skin and a long nose appeared in front of him with its head raised to the ceiling of the classroom. It had a mouth full of fangs and a ferocious face.
Grabbed the teacher, smashed the glass and threw him outside the classroom.
“Ah!!”
The screams stopped abruptly.
The students who were laughing together suddenly looked like a group of ducks whose necks were pinched. They made no sound and looked at him with horrified eyes.
“There is a monster!”
“Kill someone!”
“Help!”
Then, there was a chaos, and they all headed towards the door Run.
"Everyone, calm down!"
Takaro was upset when he heard this, and he roared angrily. The big tengu blocked the front door, and then summoned a kappa to block the back, preventing others from leaving.
Looking at his classmates huddled in the corner, shivering and looking at him with frightened eyes, he felt a sense of relief in his heart, as if he had reached the pinnacle of his life.
This is the life he wants!
The road to conquering the world begins with this school!
"You, and you, come out!"
He stretched out his hand and pointed out two students, a boy and a girl. They were both children of the plutocrats who usually showed off their power and pleased others, but at this moment they were under his Under duress, one helped him shine his shoes, while the other sat in his arms timidly and squeezed his shoulders.
So happy!
But the happy time is always short-lived, and soon the siren sounded outside the school.
Other students' eyes flashed with joy, but Takaro was not afraid and instead summoned the ghosts one by one.
He believed that these legendary ghosts would definitely give those cowardly and useless police officers a good meal.
Sure enough, in the face of these ghosts, the police, armed only with small pistols, had no desire to resist like last night and had to call for support.
Takaro walked to the window and looked at the police officers running away in a hurry, and couldn't help laughing.
Bang!
However, before the laughter could stop, a crisp gunshot was heard.
Blood spattered from his forehead, and he fell down. A corner of the mask on his face was broken, and he fell to the ground with a clang.
The smile still remains on his face.
“The target has been killed!”
On a tall building not far away, a sniper said calmly into the walkie-talkie.
In the classroom, after the gunfire, the students formed a circle and fled outside as the ghost suddenly disappeared.
In the panic, no one noticed that a thin boy secretly stuffed the evil ghost mask on the ground into his clothes.
“This thing is mine!”
He was filled with fear and excitement, feeling that his destiny was about to change.
The broken mask in his arms shimmered with faint light, and the blood splattered on the surface slowly penetrated into it.
Indistinctly, some subtle changes are taking place.
(End of this chapter)