Chapter 2693: Death Roulette 28

Xi Gang successfully rescued Wen Youyang, and everyone's expressions were a little complicated.
In particular, Yu Na, looking at Xi Yan's lingering expressions, didn't say anything after all.
Xi Yan did not speak or look up, and pulled Wen Youyang straight away.
"What's going on just now? Did you see anything?" Someone whispered after Xi Gang left.
"No, I didn't see anything, but I felt a sense of coldness out of thin air. Looking at Wen Youyang's state again, I knew that he was afraid of hitting him, and he didn't dare to move."
"Me and me too!"
"Looks like everyone ..."
In a conversation, Yu Na glanced at the direction Xi Xi left, with a puzzling look in her eyes.
Wen Youyang went to the school cafeteria for breakfast with Xi Yan.
In front of Wen Youyang was a bowl of pumpkin porridge. He just scooped it with a spoon and had no mood to eat.
Even if he knew that Lu Zhu could save his life by his side, he still had some palpitations when he recalled the scene just now.
He put down his spoon and looked up at Xi Xi, who was drinking porridge Zhengxiang, and said, "Lu Zhu, if you didn't come just now, would I be dead?"
Xi Yan looked faintly: "No."
what?
Wen Youyang froze.
Will not die? Could it be that Zhang Jiaqi wasn't that thing just now?
Or that Zhang Jiaqi had never planned to kill him?
Xi Yan looked up indifferently, looking at some buns Wen Youyang said: "You will die better than life."
Wen Youyang: "..." I beg you, can you speak so hard?
He paused and thanked Xi Yan very sincerely, "Thank you."
Xi Yan: "Dad loves you."
Wen Youyang: "..." OK, this stalk is unbearable.
Wen Youyang's mood eased a bit, and he picked up the spoon and drank the porridge again.
By the time he drank halfway, Xi Xi had finished drinking.
Xi Yan took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, then he took out two small notes from his pocket—
Wait, why are there two?
Wen Youyang hurried down his porridge bowl and looked around.
I saw on that little note that he saw Lu Zhu tear off Zhang Jiaqi's physics book. It was a stick figure.
The other small note was obviously not torn off by hand, and the flat corners indicated that it was a complete piece of paper.
There is also a picture on it.
That portrait is a processing of the stick figure, so that the face of the stick figure appears more clearly in their eyes.
"Who is this person?" Wen Youyang couldn't help asking, "Where did you get this paper?"
Xi Zheng looked at the picture on the second small note, "When I pulled you down, I got it from Zhang Jiaqi."
This remark reminded Wen Youyang of the shrill scream in his ear when he was pulled down by Lu Zhu.
Wen Youyang was shocked: "You hurt Zhang Jiaqi?"
Xi Yan: "No, I got this paper when I met her."
Wen Youyang felt that something was wrong and thought about it, and asked, "So Zhang Jiaqi didn't want to hurt me, but wanted to provide me with information? Then I won't die anyway!"
Xi Yan looked at him with no mocking smile in his eyes, "If you have been so simple all the time, you may die sometime and die silently."
Wen Youyang: "Boss, can you bother explaining it to me?"
Xi Yan lowered his head and continued studying the portrait, saying, "She really wants to kill you, and she really wants to send you a message.