Only 5t5 persecuted world

Being able to see through the essence of Chuan-pin's leader, Yuko Himei is not hopeless, Yukimi Mie heaved a sigh of relief.

On the news, she saw too many little fools who were trapped in MLM and couldn't extricate themselves, and were still obsessed after being rescued by the police. She felt very worried and regretful about her auxiliary supervision.

If Zuidun can't save Yuko Himei's soul from being deceived by a scumbag, she can only choose to use some physical methods.

Zhizhi: Physics (takes out a crowbar).

There is no problem that cannot be solved with a hammer. If there is, add another hammer.

The big hammer is 70 and the small hammer is 30. Hit first and pay later.

The Panxing Sect is a cult organization that engages in personality worship. I didn't expect it. I didn't expect it.

Xue Jian Weizhi fell into deep thought: Xia Youjie, who is known as the strongest curse master, is actually a scumbag who is proficient in fraudulent words, lures young women into teaching, and intends to abduct minors from person to person to board a thief ship!

If it wasn't for the clever Zhizhi who discovered his plot keenly, he would have cheated her of her little pocket money!Yuko, who was cheated of her feelings, can't find her own justice!

"It's terrible." Zhizhi murmured, "Cheating money and sex, even Zhijun would not be so shameless."

Dazai had a lower limit, but Xia Youjie didn't?Has he been poisoned by Wujo Wu's "no lower limit" for too long?

The profession of conjurer is too deep, and I miss the simple Yokohama a little bit.

"You must stay away from the biography-selling scumbag in the future." Zhizhi urged.

Himei Yuko nodded with a smile.

She couldn't make any other expression except laughing.

I'm sorry Master Patriarch, there will be absolutely no next time, she was just fascinated by beauty for a while, next time!She will definitely restore the dignity of the godfather next time!Please trust her!

Yuko Himei was afraid that Xuejian Weizhi would not let go of her persistent efforts to crack down on MLM dens, so she hurriedly changed the subject, and continued to tell her about cross talk, bah, about the wonderful story of the curse master.

What if she insisted on calling the police to report Pan Xingjiao's illegal fund-raising and tax evasion... Yuko Hime, with her eyes wandering, stared at the corner of the wall with a guilty conscience.

Then she, maybe maybe maybe, will help Xuejian Weizhi to call the police... maybe.

It's not my fault, Yuko Himei thought, how could I refuse her request?As long as those eyes are stained with a little bit of disappointment, I will feel so palpitating that I can't wait to open my chest and dig out my heart for her to see.

Yuko Himei didn't dare to touch on the topic of Panxingjiao anymore. In the next week of lectures, she talked about other content in a regular manner, observing Mie Yukimi's expression while speaking, and only picked out what she was interested in.

"I feel like I'm lonely in school." Xuejian Weizhi blocked Fu Heihui who came back from fighting after school.

Fu Heihui's face was smeared, so he was not in a hurry to go home.He accepted the ice cream bribed by Xuejian Weizhi, and reluctantly became her spiritual trash can.

"Yuko's lectures are very interesting," the little girl sighed, "but oh, she's really too careful, I feel like I'm only about three and a half years old in Yuko's eyes."

Fu Heihui replied with a question mark, and Yukimi Mie received the signal without any difficulty in understanding, "Yuko, she didn't treat me as a student at all."

"I may be an inhuman creature in her eyes." Xue Jian Weizhi shrugged.She took a bite of the ice cream, and said in a calm voice, "I just need to be obedient and flattering...no matter what it is, it's not a human being like her."

When she said this, her eyelashes drooped to cover her eyes, and Fu Heihui couldn't see her expression clearly.

It's probably not a sad emotion, it's like a normal sigh.

It seems that being treated as a different kind is something she has already experienced, so she will only feel a little bit emotional if she encounters it again, and it is not worth worrying too much.

Like the ripples of a dragonfly touching the water surface, it will dissipate in the next second.

Fugurohui heard Gojo Satoru talk about the Armed Detective Agency, and also heard Yukimi Mie talk about the past life in Yokohama. No matter from which point of view, it seems that there is no unpleasant past.

Her life is like a beam of vigorous and enthusiastic light, shining brightly and happily on the past and the future.Only by looking along the beginning of the light path can one see the thick fog that pervades the barren land.

Anyone's understanding of Xue Jian Mie began when she was seven years old, and the seven years before that were hidden in the shadow of time and disappeared without a trace.The person who guards the memory stands quietly in the center of the light source, dismissing all searching sights.

Was being treated as an outlier a thing before the age of seven?The death of both parents, the haunting of super magic spirits, the game between the magic world and the supernatural secret service department, living under the fence... The world is falling on the child's immature shoulders. What was Yuki Mie thinking at that time?

The young girl with different pupils stood in a vast expanse of whiteness, and no one held her hand.

In the tunnel formed by time, Fu Heihui saw her showing a big smile.

Why... are you still smiling?

Fu Heihui didn't ask, he neither had the curiosity to explore people's past, nor could he find words to comfort a person who didn't need comfort.

In other words, isn't there someone more suitable for the image of a bosom brother?

Isn't that guy who is respected by people with a sense of distance, flattered and obeyed, and who is different from anyone else?

[Fu Heihui: Xue Jian said she was lonely. 】

[Suspicious white-haired man:? ? ? 】

[Suspicious white-haired man: Did you bully her?Hui, don't be so stingy, Zhizhi just likes your Tutu very much. 】

[Fu Heihui: I didn't say I wouldn't let her play. 】

[Fu Heihui: I mean, she complained about being lonely in school. 】

[Suspicious white-haired man: Understood, leave it to the teacher (thumbs up). 】

Fu Heihui put away his phone, Xue saw Weizhi's cat poking his head: "Hui, who are you reporting to?"

"Teacher Wutiao." Fu Heihui said flatly, "I conveyed your dissatisfaction very well, and he said he has a way to solve it."

"Hey, is it Yuko's business?" Xue Jian Weizhi shook her head hastily, "I like Yuko very much! What does Mr. Wujo want to do? Are you afraid that Yuko will threaten his excellent teacher selection and give her small shoes?"

No, Gojo Satoru himself is the most powerful contact with the conjurer, and it is not impossible to directly expel Himei Yuko!

Wutiao Wu's figure appeared in Zhizhi's mind, and the tall man threw out a check indifferently: "1000 million, leave my student."

That height, that tone of voice, that style, domineering boss!

In the next second, Gojo Satoru will contract the entire fish pond for Xuejian Weizhi, and let her fish in the water every day.

"I don't want it!" Zhizhi crazily refused, "I knew Wutiao teacher liked my abyssal flame! Zhizhi, who has the power of fire to save the world, is not a charcoal seller who specializes in grilling fish for him!"

Touching fish, killing fish and grilling fish is a dragon, five cats and cats are flicking their big tails, looking critically at their little fish seller.

Zhizhi turned over the grilled fish while adding fire to the branch in a disheveled manner. The ruthless overseer walked around catwalking, slapping the little girl on the back of her hand with her tail.

"Hurry up, haven't you eaten yet!" Mao Mao urged loudly, and the round sunglasses on his face emitted a skinny light.

Zhizhi sobbed, wiped the cigarette ash on his face with the back of his hand, and bent over to pick fishbone for the big white cat.

"...Impossible." Seeing Weizhi's pupils trembling, Xue Xue was terrified by her own imagination, "Cinderella's vicious stepsister is not so evil! I want to resist! I want to rebel! Zhizhi will never be a slave! "

Fu Heihui:? ? ?

what are you saying?How did you go from my snitch all the way to Cinderella?

Their chat frequency may be wrong, or Xuejian Weizhi's brain may be short-circuited. Fu Heihui believes that the possibility of the latter is 99%.

"No fever." Fu Heihui withdrew his hand from the girl's forehead, with a more serious expression, "I was planning to take you to the hospital for emergency treatment, but it seems hopeless now. Would you like to jump into the river to wake up?"

"Ah... Zhijun is not here, it would be a waste for me to enter the water." Xuejian Weizhi replied subconsciously.

"? Are you really skipping?" Fu Heihui's hand trembling slightly when he dialed the emergency call.

"Skip, Zhijun often pulls me to die in love together." Xuejian Weizhi said habitually, "It doesn't matter in summer, I have magic power to protect my body in winter, but Zhijun has a bad cold for more than a week... But he will continue as soon as he recovers." It is a typical example of remembering to eat but not to fight."

There is something wrong with this person!Fu Heihui wished she could pinch Xue Jian Weizhi's collar and shake it desperately: Wake up!The Zhijun you are talking about is an adult man in his 20s, so don't talk about such frightening things in a tone of "he's just a child, what kind of evil can Zaizai have?"

"Teacher Wutiao called." Xue Jian Weizhi dropped Fu Heihui whose pupils were shaking, "Teacher, have you finally remembered Zhizhi by the Daming Lake?"

Her tone was resentful, obviously she hadn't forgotten the scene of "the fishing girl Zhizhi and the five cats and landlords".

To vent your anger, you don't need to reason!

"It's the teacher's fault for making Zhizhi feel lonely." Wujo Gou cut straight to the point and admitted his mistake very straightforwardly, "If Hui hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that you didn't think about food and drink, couldn't sleep all night, and your kidneys were weak and your stomach was tired because you couldn't study. The whole person was wandering around the door of the ICU ward, and I was very sad."

Zhizhi: What did you say?

Hui: I didn't say anything.

Xuejian Weizhi looked away from the phone in a daze and glanced at the screen. It was Gojo Satoru's number, but why couldn't Zhizhi understand a single word he said?

Do not think about food and tea, kidney deficiency and stomach fatigue?She solved two six-inch cakes last night, and she can eat two more today.

It's even more impossible to lose sleep all night, stay up all night and lose hair.Zhizhi loves her long black hair very much. She just wholesaled back a box of Bawang, and even bought Wutiaowu's share, and the master and apprentice together care for their hair.

Wutiaowu didn't give Zhizhi a chance to explain, he first sold Fu Heihui in a few words, saying that it was Hui who made a small report, and it wasn't him who made a random diagnosis, and Hui was to blame.

Then the white-haired young man said proudly and briskly: Teacher Wutiao is the number one outstanding teacher in the High School of Conjuration, how could he not help his beloved students solve problems?Zhizhi, don’t be afraid, don’t worry, you will never be lonely again, because——

"My good boy, it's my teacher's dereliction of duty to make you feel lonely." Gojo Satoru said happily, "Surprise! I sent you a box of high-level math papers back by courier! Is it unexpected, are you happy? Before I come back, you will Make papers for fun, and make sure you live a fulfilling life every day."

Dongfeng Express, the mission must be achieved!Tonight, let you make a math paper full of the teacher's deep love!

Gojo Satoru was moved by himself, he is really an excellent teacher!His name must be included in the top ten outstanding teachers in Tokyo who moved him this year.

"Are you happy Zhizhi?" Gojo Satoru asked softly, his voice full of clarity, "Aren't you very touched? It doesn't matter if you cry, I understand."

Xue Jianmi branches split.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Fu Heihui next to her even heard the sound of the gray and white plaster cracking, joining together into one piece.

What a sad scene this is!The tears she shed today were the water that entered her mind back then, turning into cold rain and slapping her face indiscriminately.

Gojo Satoru moved himself, but failed to move his rebel.

"...I really thank you." Xuejian Weizhi said in a trance, "Mr. Wutiao, I decided to replace the Gunara God of Darkness enshrined at home with your head portrait. Do you like candles or incense as a sacrifice? Do you want paper money or steamed buns?"

She is going to die with Gojo Wu today!

Zhizhi, draw your sword!

"Well, I prefer Otaru's limited sea salt cheesecake and Sendai's Kikufuku. Remember to order edamame whipped cream, strawberry and matcha flavors are also available."

Gojo Satoru said calmly: "By the way, the above options are also gifts for Zhizhi. A paper is exchanged for a cake. Oh, if Zhizhi can't write a single question, I will have to eat them all." .”

"I've been eating too many desserts recently." Gojo Satoru said angrily, "But it's okay. To encourage students to study hard and make progress every day, what is this little sacrifice?"

"Don't move!" Xuejian Weizhi said decisively, "Put down Xi Jiufu!"

Gojo Satoru, holding the "hostage" in his hand, leisurely said, "Don't force yourself, Zhizhi, I hope you can study actively and happily."

"Thank you teacher, I'm so happy." Zhi Zhibang read, "Teacher Wu Tiao, eat so much and be careful of tooth decay."

"It's okay," Gojo Satoru said confidently, "I'm the strongest."

Is it the strongest?Do you know that there is the strongest hair loss person next door who fell bald?

Don't be too confident in being a human being, how can social animals not lose their hair?She was waiting for the day when Gojo Satoru cried and asked her to borrow Bawang shampoo.

Zhi Zhi hung up the phone with a snap, and sharpened his knife to Fu Hei.

"Dear Huihui, my fist misses your body a little bit." Yukimi said with a smile, "Let's fight."

Fu Heihui: Gan.

Why does he have a name in a movie of three people?

"Tell me, how many Kikufuku can she win from me?" Gojo Satoru stretched his waist, and pushed away the documents and materials on the table at will.

"This... I don't know." Yidizhi Jiegao wiped the hot sweat from his brow, when he stayed with Wujo Wujo, he always had a desperate expression of being about to fall into the ground at any time.

Senior Wutiao is really scary, especially when he is in a bad mood due to the sudden increase in workload due to business trips for several months.

He carefully raised his eyes to glance at Gojo Satoru, and unexpectedly found that Gojo Satoru seemed to be in a good mood.

10 minutes ago, this person was still laughing at the pile of documents and reports, and was about to slaughter the old things on the upper level and feed them to the pigs. Yidizhi Jiegao was so frightened that he hiccupped wildly and almost passed out.

The man's heart is on the bottom of the sea, and Gojo Satoru's mood is like a barometer played randomly, which makes people puzzled.

"Hurry up and finish the work." Gojo Satoru's slender fingers twirled the pen twice randomly, and drew out a new document to sign.

He has been on a business trip for more than two months, and his battery is low and he needs blood recovery urgently.

Is there anything more decompressive than playing with kids?

No.

"Finish it early," Wujo Wujo said to himself, "Go home and play with Zhizhi after finishing it."