Uncle Than Qigu is Forever Young

What's more, Makoto Ito has a superior family background, so even if he wants to study in Tokyo University, it is not difficult.

You can even get a student partner +3!

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"How did you know the police were coming?!"

Hearing Makoto Ito's calm words, Ryohei did not run away immediately, but asked in surprise.

You're just selling medicine, why is it like a spy war?He thought so in his heart.

While speaking, he was not frightened by the "policeman", but helped Makoto Ito clean up the mess behind the driver's seat.

Makoto Ito said that the police were coming, but his movements were not in a hurry.

"I have a ghost in the police, and there are people who are willing to help me. This police is also made by people, but he only uses encrypted messages to contact me. I don't know who he is, but every time Very accurate. If you receive the information now, the police should show up in half an hour."

Ito Makoto exhaled the smoke and smiled authentically.

Then he looked up and down again, Bi Qigu Liangping, who was a little anxious but didn't break up with him immediately, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"By the way, why don't you run away? I was scared on purpose, thinking you would leave immediately."

If Ryohei Hikigu didn't "know" Ito Makoto, he might really leave.

But since he wants to "inherit" the original interpersonal relationship of Hikigu Ryohei, he can't be so sophisticated.

Besides, he had some sincere admiration for this guy who stinks from not taking a bath for many days.

Every time more dogs are slaughtered in righteousness, most of them are scholars who are ungrateful!

Although he knew that this sentence was a bit extreme, but he just liked to say it.

"Heh, it's not me who sells the medicine. There are too many people who buy your medicine. I was caught and criticized and educated at most. Besides, I seem to be the kind of person who is afraid of getting into trouble. I used to be? I mean What kind of person do you think I am? Will I go?"

"Well... I can't say for sure. When I was in college, I thought you were an atypical refined egoist, right? You only care about yourself and some people you care about, and you only see your own world... ··This kind of people."

Makoto Ito's eyes were clear, calm beyond Ryohei's expectations.

Maybe it's because he has seen all the joys and sorrows, he doesn't care so much about many things anymore.

Looking carefully, this guy really has a sense of "Pharmacist Tathagata" who sees through the world of mortals.

For this very brave Ito Makoto, Hikiya Ryohei did not feel any ill feeling.

In his previous life, he also experienced the pain of the bottom of society. At that time, there were such people.

Although Liangping will not take the initiative to abandon everything to become such a person, he is willing to lend a helping hand.

"By the way, Liangping! Have you changed a lot? Is there something sad about it? Tell me I'm high...cough cough, let me hear it?"

Well, take back the idea just now!

"It's nothing! Anyway, don't delay any longer, let's go!" He looked at Makoto Ito with a kind of bewildered calmness, as if he didn't intend to leave until he finished smoking half of the cigarette held between his fingers.

"Okay, okay, it's rare that we met today, so don't leave, I'll close the stall right now, let's go have a drink."

Makoto Ito pinched his cigarette butt, stroked his beard, and pointed to the simple signboard of "India God Oil" placed outside the car, "Help me bring the signboard in, and we'll leave after I've sat for too long, my feet are numb."

He was here at four o'clock this morning, waiting for those who needed medicine to come to his door, and now his eyes are bloodshot.

The stomach was just filled with instant noodles, as if he was abusing himself.

Feet are really numb too.

"Okay, start the car quickly."

Liangping didn't talk nonsense, he put the hood on the back of his neck, and carefully took out the mask from his jacket pocket and pasted it on.

Then, pull open the worn-out car door again.

Makoto Ito stared at this skilled attire, and his impression of this old classmate who hadn't seen him for many years changed further.

Many years ago, he and Hikigaya Ryohei were just classmates in college.

Maybe they can be called friends, but they never reach the interface of "confidant".

If it was him at that time, he would have seriously persuaded himself, and would have decisively left after being rejected by himself?

"Everyone will change..."

Liang Ping threw the "India God Oil" signboard back on the back of the car.

It seems that it is made of a picture of Huanxi Zen Buddha with words added, the kind that children can't hold it at all.

Then he was greeted by Ito Makoto and sat in the passenger seat.

"Hey, I didn't finish talking just now, this is Indian oil! Of course, it's not made from India, it's just formulated by me. It's super easy to use, and it's sure to make women want to die."

After Makoto Ito turned the car key, he casually took out a small bottle of strange-looking liquid from his jacket pocket, and stuffed it into Hikigaya Ryohei's hand.

He also showed a wretched smile that an adult man could understand.

"Go, go! By the way, is it really as powerful as you say?"

Of course, Liangping would not turn away with a blushing face like a little virgin. He shook Makoto Ito's small medicine bottle, a little distrustful of this kind of three-nothing product.

"Of course! If it's not that powerful, it's because you can't do it yourself!"