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At this time, Jushan Haruki really didn't think about the fact that he hadn't paid the money yet.

Although Fu Heihui on the other end of the phone sounded anxious, he was still a reliable underage after all. He explained the matter clearly to him without waiting for Haruki Haruki to comfort him.

"So you mean that this test of courage has actually been circulated in the school for many days, and Tsumiji went there just to worry about the safety of other people?"

"Yes." Fu Heihui's voice showed a little irritability, he seemed to be pacing around fidgeting with the keys, and the keys on the key chain rubbed against each other on the other end of the phone, making a jingling sound.

The sound of clothes rubbing against each other came from the microphone, Fu Heihui's restless breathing, and a very slight cry of pain.

Wait, cry of pain?

Jushan Haruki asked cautiously: "That... Hui, I'm coming here now, where are you?"

"I'm here..." Fu Heihui glanced at this dark alley, and the gangsters with bruised limbs on both sides of the alley blurted out a place name, and then responded, "At a classmate's house."

"A classmate who is going to the courage test." He flicked his schoolbag irritably, and the blunt corner of the slightly hard cowhide hit the plastic trash can beside the alley, making a blunt sound.

"Those who filled the school and clamored that they were going to try their courage not only did not go, they all went home now." In fact, he directly blocked these people in the alley where they often smoked.

"I said I was afraid that something might happen to them, and I wanted to see it, but I couldn't get in touch." Jin Meiji originally planned to go to the address of the courage test meeting early in case something happened to them. Who would have thought that these people would be I didn't go, and the only ones who went to the address there were her and the two girls who were the discipline committee member.

"That's why I'm here to ask where the Courage Assembly is." Fu Heihui knelt down and poked the little gangster's bruised wound with his finger expressionlessly, covering the phone when he was about to cry out in pain microphone.

"Where is it?" He asked blankly, "Why don't you tell me now? Don't make me ask it a second time."

Faintly heard more screams of pain, Jushan Haruki asked the system unimaginably: "What the hell is Fu Heihui doing?"

【You don't dare to ask, and I don't dare to say, either," the system said slowly, 【Let the truth go with the wind. 】

"No?" Jushan Haruki was puzzled, "What could he be doing? Could it be that he is still fighting?"

[Who said no. 】The system sound is faint.

"88 bridge, here." Fu Heihui, who got the address from the mouth of a small gangster, let go of the microphone after walking away.

He picked up the schoolbag he had thrown aside from the ground, patted the ashes on it and put it on his shoulder: "It's near our school, I'll wait for you at the school gate."

Jushan Haruki opened the door and got in the car, sent a short message to the panda he had forgotten in the five-star hotel about where he was going, and then started the car, as if forgetting about the unpaid bill.

After Fu Heihui hung up the phone, he kicked the wailing little bastard on the ground: "Get up, don't pretend to be dead."

"If you have the guts to try your guts, will you have the guts to lead the way?" He lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes cast a dark crow color under his eyelids, "Hurry up."

Fu Heihui took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger and eagerness in his heart, and raised his tone: "Do you want me to say it again?"

A few punks turned over in a jerk, and the blue knees hit the hard concrete wall, making a crisp and crisp sound.

At the same time, like the punks here, there is also the panda who is being hugged by two jk outside the five-star hotel.

Haruki Jushan, a wicked classmate, actually left after answering a phone call, leaving him an innocent body in the bustling city center.

The panda has never been so speechless in its life.

What's more frightening than leaving a spell here is that Haruki Jushan hasn't paid yet.

He couldn't move in front of ordinary people, and he didn't dare to speak in front of ordinary people, so he could only watch stiffly as the two JKs recorded Wujo Wu's account very silkily under the guidance of the other end of the phone.

It's a good thing the panda keeps hypnotizing itself.At least this shows that the person on the other end of the phone who has a good relationship with these two girls has a good relationship with Gojo Satoru.

Otherwise, you can't know the number he keeps account here.

Satisfied, the two JKs finished Wutiaowu's account, and walked out of the hotel with the panda in their arms. Standing by the side of the busy street, the panda began to think about whether he could go back to the high school today.

"Hello," the white-haired girl said abruptly, "I saw Haruki Yuyama sent you a text message."

"You two plan to escape the order?"

"I didn't!" Feeling the black-haired girl's arms tightening constantly behind him, the panda almost stretched out a hand to swear to the sky.

He quickly understood and practiced Haruki Yoshiyama's shameless spirit, and quickly betrayed his friend: "He said that his friend was in a hurry, so he went to Saitama City Uramihito Middle School."

"Urami East Junior High School, right?" Mimiko sneered, stopped a taxi and stuffed the panda into it, and then got in herself.

"Urami East Junior High School in Saitama City." Nanako who got on the bus from the other end said to the driver.

This is what Jushan Haruki saw when he drove to the school gate.

Fu Heihui, who was wearing a school uniform, was holding a schoolbag in one hand, with a gloomy face. A pair of distorted corners of the school uniform he usually wore on his body was turned out. He undid two top buttons of his shirt, and the school tie was crooked. Hanging obliquely outside.

He looked more like a villain than the delinquents behind him who tried to dress neatly but were still exposed by bruises.

Even more stinky than Fu Heihui and the delinquents were the two JKs standing aside and his dear classmate Panda.

[Although the timing is not right, I still want to say...] The system spoke in admiration, [World famous paintings. 】

Haruki Jushan shivered.

He took a deep breath and opened the car window: "Hui, here."

Then he smirked a few times stiffly: "Why are you here?"

It was rare for Nanako and Mimiko not to hug the panda. The two girls stood with their chests crossed and their legs crossed. They pulled the corners of their mouths and showed a smile that didn't come from their hearts at all: "What a coincidence."

"What a coincidence," Jushan Haruki cheekily agreed.

"System, system," he turned his head and yelled at the system. "Ten years have passed, Wu Tiao Wu and Xia Youjie have raised three problem children. They really are the two of them."