Undead meow of a certain college

The conjurers failed to fight, but turned around and found that another of them had also been beaten.

That was the conjurer who had just controlled Ramney and Hei.

At this moment, his arms were empty and his face was painted.

And the two people who were originally under his control were standing farther away at this time.

Ramney's face was still full of anger, as if he wanted to take revenge, but was held back by Hei.

As for an adult, I don't know if he was really pulled by a middle school student who was about the same height as a primary school student, or if he pretended to be pulled to give himself a step down.

seconds ago.

Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi took advantage of the chaos to rescue Ramney and Hei. The rescue process was unavoidably violent, and of course it was unavoidable to accidentally hurt someone or something.

It's definitely not on purpose.

So at this moment, facing the eyes of the conjurers, the two of them were frank and frank, without hurting the consciousness of each other's companions.

As a result, new confusion appeared in the clinic.

Ramney was dragged by Hei, avoided the chaos, and quickly moved to the side of Night Moth Zhengdao.

Night Moth Zhengdao was picking up the "baby corpse" on the ground, as if he hadn't noticed the chaos at the scene.

Seeing Hei coming to him, he waved and asked, "Hei, can you help me pick it up?"

The doll was torn to pieces just now, and the "corpses" were scattered all over the floor, and the chaos in the room also brought up gusts of wind, which scattered the "corpses" a bit, so it was really not easy to pick them up.

Black pushed a reluctant Ramney into a corner and replied, "Okay."

The two of them picked up the "baby's corpse" on the ground like no one else was there, calmly as if all this had nothing to do with them.

In another corner, there was another person who was not involved in the chaos.

The old man named Matsuzaki looked at the chaos, and the kindness on his face could no longer be maintained.

He was holding the mobile phone in his hand, but the call he made was not connected for a long time.

A familiar voice came from the receiver, and his face visibly became anxious.

Why don't you answer the phone?

He subconsciously touched his chin again, wanting to touch the beard that no longer existed.

Of course it was empty.

The expression on his face turned ferocious, but when his eyes touched Gojo Satoru who was in the center of the chaos, the ferocity on his face faded instantly, and he even took two steps back.

It has been posted on the wall, but he does not feel at ease.The bell in the receiver was still ringing, but the voice he wanted to hear did not appear for a long time.

Feeling more irritable.

He took two steps in the corner and dialed the number again.

This time, the phone finally connected.

"Matsuzaki? What are you calling me for? What about the things I asked you to do? How are you doing?"

Hearing this voice, the old man's dark eyes became darker.

He walked quickly to the door and walked out of the clinic.

In a place where there is no noise, he shouted: "Master Fuyong."

Obviously the other party couldn't see it, but he kept bending over and nodding his head.

"Stop talking nonsense, what's the matter, did you bring that person back?" the other end of the phone asked impatiently.

The old man nodded and bowed again, lowered his voice, and replied: "Mr. Fuyong, I'm sorry, it's like this, we—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the other party.

"What? What do you mean you're sorry? Are you going to tell me that you messed up again?" The other party's voice lacked impatience, but it was obviously displeased.

The old man stiffened, and replied: "Master Fuyong, we have arrived, but we have not found the little girl. Then, and now, Gojo Satoru has arrived, we—"

Once again, the other end of the phone interrupted him.

"So what? So what if Gojo Satoru is back? This is an order. It's just right that he's back. If you're such a waste and can't find someone, let him bring him out to you." Master Fuyong's voice was very relaxed. It seems that he didn't take Gojo Satoru to heart at all.

But the old man will not.

"Master Fuyong," he struggled, "That's Gojo Satoru."

In the last negotiation, he was just lucky to lose his beard.

"I know," the voice on the other end of the phone was still very relaxed, "don't stress to me, it's still the same sentence, so what if it's Gojo Satoru? What are you afraid of him doing? If he dares to do something to you, someone will punish him."

There was a trace of anger in the old man's eyes.

These high-ranking people don't understand what the word "Wujo Wu" means!They only give orders from a distance, never thinking about whether they can really control everyone.

If he was here, would he still dare to say that?

Maybe still?After all, those who do not know are fearless.

The voice on the phone was still ringing: "Matsuzaki, make sure to bring that little girl back today, don't let us down."

As soon as the voice fell, the phone was hung up.

Veins popped up in the old man's palm, and the screen of the phone shattered instantly.

He has no way out.

I knew it would be like this, so why should I be angry?

Putting away his mobile phone, he stepped into the gate of the clinic again.

Inside the clinic, the chaos had stopped.

Gojo Satoru was still hugging Zenyuan Shiya's waist, but this time he held him back.

He hugged Zenyuan Shiye tightly in his arms, smiled at the middle-aged man in front of him, and said, "Our kid is not sensible, so you won't care about this uncle, right?"

this smile...

The middle-aged man couldn't help shivering.

This is a threat, right?This must be a threat, right?

He had a bag all over his face, but he couldn't say anything to pursue.

He believed that if he acted rashly again, something would be missing from his body, just like Matsuzaki-senpai that day.

Just thinking about the old man's bald chin, he suddenly heard the old man's voice again.

"Nakagawa."

Immediately regaining consciousness, he took a few steps back and came to the old man.

"Senior Matsuzaki, how are you?" He knew that the old man had just gone to call the higher-ups.

Then, he got the expected answer.

"The order remains the same, we have to bring people back today."

"Understood." The middle-aged man answered like this, but he didn't dare to look at Gojo Satoru again.

He knew that once he looked over, all his timidity and guilt would be exposed.

Or... under Six Eyes, his timidity and guilty conscience have been exposed, right?

But at least, at the moment, it has not been exposed to others.

And at the place where he didn't dare to look, Zenyuan Shi was also hugged by Gojo Wu, raised his head and asked, "Brother Wutiao, are we not going to fight?"

Shouldn't he be beaten until this person disappears?

If he hadn't been confident that he hadn't made a mistake before, he would have felt that he had done something wrong.

Gojo Satoru looked at Zenyuan Shiya asking him in such a childlike voice, and pressed him to his chest.

Foul.

So cute it's foul.

The juvenile version of the cat is very cute, but I didn't expect the juvenile version of the cat to be cuter than the juvenile version.

Too foul.

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Zenyuan Shiya's head was held down, his whole face was pressed tightly against Gojo Wu's chest, and his breath was filled with a sweet fragrance.

This is the taste that belongs to the five brothers.

Smelling this smell, he gave up thinking about why Gojo Satoru did what he did, and also gave up his question just now. Instead, he sniffed hard, completely immersed in the smell.

Two wrists wrapped around Gojo Satoru's waist, and he hugged him tightly.