[Curse back] Don't ask, it's because you have a car, a house, and a face

Today is the day for the exchange meeting between the two schools. Almost all the college students will attend it. Needless to say, the teacher who leads the team will be on standby as a medical staff. Jie has his own tasks, and Miss Mingming is also called Invited to watch the exchange meeting.

That said, I'm now on a limb.

"Ah, I'm so annoying."

I sat bent over on the concrete floor covered with dust and gravel, with one leg bent, my right hand resting on my knee, and my back leaning against a wall that had cracked in the middle and exposed the steel bars inside.

I raised my hand and used my fingertips to casually wipe away the blood at the corner of my mouth. I covered the bleeding wound on my abdomen again, hit the back of my head against the wall, looked up at the white clouds in the sky, and casually patted my crippled knee.

"If I had known it earlier, I would have called Wu, cut, I am so old that I am still trying to be brave, I really admire myself."

"Wu? Are you talking about Wujo Wu?" The black-haired man tore open his sleeves, wiped the short knife in his hand with a rag, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Obviously when I saw you before , you are not very familiar with him, but it has only been a few years, and your children can make soy sauce, right?"

"Cough...cough..."

My throat suddenly felt itchy. I covered my mouth and coughed violently a few times. I lowered my head and spit blood on the ground. I wiped the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand, and then calmly extended a slap to him, "Wutiao Qiutong, my son, this year Ready to graduate from kindergarten, already five years old."

He stroked his chin, his gaze scanned my whole body from top to bottom, and he was a little curious, "Hey, brat, how old are you now?"

"It's rude to inquire about a girl's age casually, you stinky uncle with a bad personality." I gave him the middle finger, with disdain and disgust on my face, "You just took my fucking As for the weapons, do you know how much they cost? You can’t even afford to pay for it, and you still expect me to answer questions, what kind of spring and autumn dream do you have?”

"Say it quickly." The man broke off a corner of the broken wall casually, and deliberately aimed the sharp part at my head and smashed it. Because I was seriously injured and couldn't dodge, I had no choice but to take his attack abruptly. Brick The lump landed on the temple and almost sent me straight away.

"...you are so noisy." Dizzy, I hung my head, frowned, raised my hand and touched the temple that had been hit hard, and then put my hand down to look, and sure enough, it was bleeding again.

"Forget it, he's almost thirty anyway, right?" He put one hand in his pocket indifferently, and said something that offended people, no wonder he was beaten like that when he was alive.

I said "haha" twice, if it wasn't for my lack of strength, I could give him another middle finger.

"But I don't think it's strange that you will be with that kid."

Obviously the chief culprit of my current miserable state, but he rested his elbows on the broken wall, as if he wanted to chat with me.

"After all, in Wujo Wu's state at that time, he said he wanted to find you. I doubted whether he would kill you directly, or drag you back to Wujo's house with broken arms and legs and lock him up to raise him. Heh, so You just have to promise him that you can go this way, right?"

After hearing what he said, I really wanted to tear his mouth apart.

Gritting my teeth, I took a deep breath, squeezed out the last bit of strength in my body, and yelled at him almost loudly, "Damn it, who do you think is responsible for this——"

"Fuheshier, you bloody bastard! If I die, even if it turns into a curse, I won't let you sleep peacefully—!"

I don't hate many people in my life, Zenyuan Shier is definitely the first one. At that time, he hadn't joined Fuhei's family, nor had he met Huihui's mother. Born to eat this bowl of rice.

The intermediary for both of us is Kong Shiyu, and we were both invited into this industry because of his ability to kill people, so I have known this guy since I was very young.

Then Zenyuan Shier used his various garbage actions to personally tell me what is meant by "scum among adults" and "society dregs that should be thrown into the trash can".

Too bad luck, really too bad luck.

After yelling that sentence just now, all my strength has been exhausted. I can only support my body weakly against the wall so as not to let myself slip.

I never expected that the enemy would revive Fuheshier to deal with me. It was because of this that I was caught off guard. Originally, I thought that as long as Satoru didn’t come out personally, I would be able to defeat other characters with great confidence, but I was beaten miserably. face, grass.

I began to reflect on whether my mentality was a bit too inflated in the past few years?Is it true that once you are favored too much, will you really become confident?

"What are you thinking about with a serious face?" Fu Heisher walked up to me in a few steps, holding the handle of the knife loosely with his right hand, looking down at me curiously but not curiously.

As if I didn't sense the faint killing intent, I smiled slightly, then moved my lips slightly, and silently told him something with my lips.

Fu Heisher's eyes flickered slightly, but his face still had that expression of indifference, then he raised the short knife that belonged to me in his hand, pointed the sharp blade at his heart, and looked lazily at Me, "No last words? Let's go."

When the cold touch penetrated into my chest and I was about to lose consciousness, my only thought was that I forgot to take out the clothes I washed this morning to dry.

If I had known this, I should have sent a text message to Wu before going out.

With this little regret in my heart, my consciousness was finally completely plunged into darkness.

Snapped--

He just picked up the water glass on the table and wanted to take a sip of water to quench his thirst, but he didn't expect that he would accidentally catch it and let it fall to the ground and shatter into pieces of glass.

He subconsciously folded his palms together to grab something, but he could only catch a piece of empty air, his hands were still empty, there was nothing.

"..."

So at that moment, Gojo Satoru felt more confused than ever.

Everyone was paying attention to the movements of the students on the screen, no one noticed Gojo Satoru's abnormality, even if they did, they wouldn't take it to heart.

After all, it is the five enlightenments of "heaven and earth, I am the only one"!What could possibly shake him?Doesn't exist at all?

But Ming Ming heard the noise and looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

"...Well, it's nothing." Wujo Satoru also came back to his senses, bent down and picked up the glass shards on the ground and threw them into the trash can, but the usual brisk smile was no longer on his face.

Keenly aware that the other party seemed to be in a bad mood, Mingming didn't intend to touch his bad luck at this time, so he changed the subject, pointed to the lunch boxes he put in the corner, "That's what Qi made for you Is it for you? Also for your students?"

"Yes, she said that everyone must be hungry after the exchange meeting. I got up at five o'clock today and started working in the kitchen. I made a lot of bento and asked me to bring it here." Talking about his lover, his eyes There was also a little more smile, "Hui's share is richer than mine, and I feel a little jealous. Fortunately, Hui is only our adopted son."

"Oh, the subtext of your words is terrible." Mingming smiled, "Although I know you are not a magnanimous person, it is too much to be jealous of your own students."

"Women don't like men who are constantly jealous."

"I have always been very tolerant towards Qi. In this regard, I should be called a good husband of the new century, right?" Brazenly sticking a label on his face, Gojo Satoru took out the phone in his pocket, opened the screen and opened the screen. After poking a few times on the keyboard, he clicked send again.

Mingming also saw him editing the text message, "Send it to Qi? Isn't it more convenient for you to call directly? We don't mind you talking on the phone with your wife at this time."

"I don't mind either." He casually said the words of begging for beatings. If Gojo Satoru, who is used to going his own way, really wants to do it, no one present can stop him. The reason why he chose to send text messages without disturbing others is purely because Qi used to Told her not to call her suddenly when she was busy.

"It will be distracting!" She once pinched his face and pulled it out, and shouted angrily, "Do you know that even a moment of distraction on the battlefield will cause you to lose?! This behavior is prohibited in the future!"

At that time, Gojo Satoru, who called his girlfriend because he wanted to eat hot pot, didn't care if she was exorcising the curse, nodded perfunctorily, "I know."

As a result, this habit has continued to this day.

Gojo Satoru stared at the phone screen and waited for about ten minutes, but there was no reply from the other side. He couldn't help frowning, and sent another letter, but this time there was still no reply.

The white-haired young man dialed the other party's phone decisively, not intending to continue to abide by the agreement with his beloved wife. His face was a little ugly, but the phone was always busy.

Qi didn't answer his call.

"Miss Ming." Gojo Satoru's expression was exceptionally calm, "2000 million, find Qi."

"It's really rare to be angry." Mingming glanced at him, raised two fingers, and was about to launch her search technique, "Could something happen to Qi?"

"There is [Restraint] between me and Qi as a connection." He said lightly, "So I can sense her safety, and if she gets hurt, I know."

"It seems that this [restraint] is still a bit beneficial." After successfully connecting with the crow's vision, he smiled inexplicably, "Should I think about it?"

"Not recommended." Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and seemed to be smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, "After all, he wants to throw everything in himself."

"Really? Forget it, I can't be as crazy as you." Mingming, who followed the mark left by Qi and finally found someone in an abandoned factory, suddenly frowned and began to feel Things got tricky, "Found it."

"Where is she?"

"Keihin. But you have to be mentally prepared, Qi's condition is a bit bad."

"Severely injured and unable to move?"

"No, it's dead."

After listening to the other party's report, the expression on Gojo Satoru's face remained unchanged. He just walked to the door calmly, opened the door of the meeting room and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going, Wu?" Ye Mozhengdao noticed something wrong with his students' emotions, turned his eyes away from the screen, and looked at Wujo Wu, who was facing away from them at the door.

"Go find Nitro."

His voice sounded the same as usual, but for those who were familiar with Gojo Satoru, they could clearly feel the anger... and killing intent that had been suppressed by him.

"Also, teacher, I don't intend to continue playing with them any longer."

Gojo Satoru squeezed the doorknob tightly, with blue veins appearing on the back of his hand, but with all his patience, he finally controlled his strength, and only deformed the metal doorknob.

He said coldly, "I want to kill all those people."

The author has something to say: Well, you can run away if you are brain-crazed. If you are caught by Teacher Wutiao, your head will be beheaded, and the body will be trampled into a paste.

That's right, Naohua chose to resurrect Daddy to deal with Qi, controlling his penis just like in the comics.

In the next chapter, I will explain the situation in detail from the perspective of parents.

Ps. Teacher Wutiao went back to look for Nitzi. On the one hand, he wanted to rush to Qi’s place to see if he could still get it. On the other hand, he also knew that Qi must have something to hide from him.

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