Did Xiayou successfully drop out of school today?

The little brother didn't know the slander in Atsushi Nakajima's heart.

He glanced at the barrel of gasoline that had just been put down, and then at the group of men in black surrounding him in front of him, and regretfully gave up pouring the barrel of gasoline on these people.

It's one thing to simply fight, but quite another to accidentally kill someone.

Those high-level people don't care if you miss or not.

Thinking of the treachery and cunning of the high-level people that his father mentioned to him, the little brother couldn't help curling his lips.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the gasoline was moved back.

His single-minded behavior also caused the others to fall into silence, wondering how the little brother who was looking like he wanted to fight just now would store the oil with a serious look.

Is this barrel of oil really so precious to this guy, so precious that he can even ignore a large group of people like them?

If the younger brother knew what they were thinking, he would definitely nod his head.

The head of the family is waiting for him to bring oil back in the car. Of course, the oil is more important than this group of people.

He didn't really pour all the oil on this group of people, and then threw matches on it.

That would be detrimental to their family's face!

Who fights with such tricks?

However, the little brother couldn't help but take another look at Atsushi Nakajima.

Anyone who saw him tossing around the process would rush up impatiently and take him away directly.

But the patience of this white-haired boy seems to be quite sufficient, even watching him hide oil barrels, he can stop his subordinates who are about to move without changing his face.

The little brother didn't know that the reason Atsushi Nakajima let him move was because he wanted to see what he was going to do.

As for whether he will be worried about the little brother sneaking away.

Atsushi Nakajima said that no one has been able to get away from him.

When the two were fighting, Gojo Satoru, who was lying on the sofa not far from here and waiting for the little brother to come back with the oil drum, suddenly tilted his head and looked at the place where the two were fighting.

He muttered in a low voice: "Is this a person with supernatural abilities? It doesn't look like much."

If Gojo Satoru's evaluation is released to the outside world, it will definitely cause an uproar.

Who is Atsushi Nakajima?Hong Kong/Black is a white god of death, and any boss who goes outside will suspect that his head will not be safe when he sees him.

However, such a character, when it comes to Gojo Satoru, is evaluated as "not very good".

The person who made this evaluation didn't think there was anything wrong with how he casually commented on other people's strength.

Realizing that the little brother would not be able to come back in a short time, he even pushed his head aside as if he was about to fall asleep.

However, he suddenly turned his head and looked in a certain direction, with an interesting expression on his face.

The next moment, he got out of the car.

Always noticed that the little brother here hastily distanced himself from Atsushi Nakajima.

"Master Wu, what happened?"

Gojo Satoru stayed in the car and slept. The little brother didn't think there was a problem, but once he got out of the car, he would feel that his efficiency was not good enough.

Gojo Satoru just waved at him casually, perfunctory: "It has nothing to do with you, I saw something interesting, don't follow me."

The little brother nodded ignorantly, then turned his head to look at the white-haired boy who stopped because he didn't hit him suddenly, and hooked his fingers towards him.

"Let's continue."

There is no posture of immortality at all, but it seems to be taking this matter as a relaxation.

Atsushi Nakajima pursed his lips and glanced at Gojo Satoru hesitantly.

This tall and youthful boy seems to be more in line with the youthful requirements given by the leader.

However, the little brother is quite sensitive to changes in emotions, and he was discovered almost the next moment his eyes wandered.

The younger brother's expression suddenly became weird and defensive.

"You actually fell in love with that lord!"

The affirmation of the words, the rapidity of the speech, coupled with the strange look in the eyes, almost made Atsushi Nakajima think wrong all of a sudden.

He hastily waved his hand at the little brother.

"It's not what you think, I didn't mean that."

The little brother's voice sounded more and more sad and angry.

"Give up, we adults won't look at ordinary people like you." As he spoke, his voice began to lower, and then he swept Nakajima Atsushi's face a few times, and said with a little disgust, "Although you It’s really good looking, but you can’t give Wuda a perfect offspring.”

Atsushi Nakajima's expression became more and more awkward, and he didn't know how to put his hands.

Although the group of people behind him still stood firm and motionless, Nakajima Atsushi seemed to feel that everyone's eyes were on him.

Ah, can this kind of thing really be said so bluntly?

Although the two acted very affectionately, Gojo Satoru, who hadn't left yet, couldn't help raising his hand as a stop gesture.

"I haven't left yet? If you want to spread rumors, at least don't be in front of the person involved?"

Gojo Satoru was very surprised by this.

It stands to reason that he usually does such upside-down tasks, right?

The little brother said very easily: "Master Wu, this person is plotting against you, I will beat him up right away."

Atsushi Nakajima hurriedly shook his head: "No, I didn't mean that."

Gojo Wujo glanced at the little brother with a half-smile, and then said slowly: "I am the most perfect, no one can give birth to a more perfect person than me. I understand."

The little brother immediately nodded sensiblely.

I understand, my Patriarch is really suspected of liking men.

Atsushi Nakajima, who couldn't understand the communication between the two at all, fell silent. He always felt that even if he inserted a word now, it would be a mistake.

Is it so demanding to be a mafia now?He really can't handle the current situation.

But it didn't embarrass him for too long, because the little brother who had just warned him not to think about Wutiao immediately started fighting with him as if nothing had happened.

No, do you change your mood so quickly?

Gojo Satoru who left didn't care about what happened behind him.

He's on his way to the interesting "things" he's seeing.

Until a short young man stopped him.

"Don't you know that you can't come here now?" The young man was stunned when he saw his face, and subconsciously began to apologize, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't see."

Wutiao. Blind people. Enlightenment:?

It seems that something strange happened.

The orange-haired youth subconsciously lowered his voice and asked softly: "Where are you going? It's a bit dangerous here, I'll take you there."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru's expression became extremely weird, his ice blue eyes stared closely at the face of the person in front of him through the sunglasses, and his tone became quite playful, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Nakahara Zhong also frowned, realizing that the blind man in front of him seemed to be a bit refusing to cooperate.

However, it was rare for him to be sent out to do an overseas mission today, and he didn't want to waste time in this place.

It's not that I want to relax my body and mind, but I plan to finish this task quickly and then go back to protect a leader who has nothing to do with him.

So it was rare for him to listen to the words of the blind man in front of him, but planned to take the man away from here before speaking.

Although there are many houses nearby, not many residents live in them because of the remote location.

Afterwards, it also evolved into an area where many wars started.

It can be said that as long as you are fascinated by the road here and walk for a few 10 minutes, you can bump into many gang members who are fighting.

Locals with a bit of spare money will find a way to move out of here so as not to accidentally die in the aftermath of the war one day.

Those who can get lost here are probably foreigners who are not familiar with the road conditions.

Being forced to hold his arms, although it was strange to say so, Gojo Satoru still couldn't help but look down at the orange-haired youth who was struggling to support him.

This kind-hearted man's height and age are a bit mismatched.

However, do non-humans now look so human?

He was also attracted by the Central Plains to go this way.

While trying to grab Gojo Satoru's shoulder, Nakahara realized that he had done something stupid.

But this boy's height is a bit too high, right?

Zhong Yuan also had a look of disbelief in his expression.

Dazai's mackerel was not as tall as this guy.

Just when he gave up grabbing someone's shoulder and chose to support his arm, the ordinary high school student he thought of suddenly said a word.

"You look like a man."

The veins on his forehead popped one by one, if he didn't remember that the person around him was a poor blind man, Zhongyuan Zhong would also want to beat him.

"What does it mean that I really look like a person, can I still not be a person?"

He reacted quickly, and suddenly looked at Gojo Satoru.

He hesitantly raised his hand to take off Wu Tiao Wu's sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and the other party let him go.

Then I saw the incredible beautiful crystal-like eyes under the sunglasses.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also absent-minded for a second, out of breath.

"Aren't you blind?"

Gojo Satoru also felt quite wronged.

"I never said I was blind." He took back his sunglasses from Nakahara Chuya's hand, and put them on the bridge of his nose very smoothly.

Then he said very cheaply: "But it's the first time I've seen a short non-human like you."

There are not many thunder spots in the Central Plains.

Height is one of them.

After confirming that the young man in front of him was not the blind man he thought he was, or even an ordinary person, he kicked him without hesitation.

"Ha, what are you talking about?" Zhongyuan Zhong also grinned, "Do you believe that I can make you shorter than me?"

For example, it would be nice to cut off the whole pair of long legs.

Gojo Satoru's reaction was quite fast, almost the next second after Nakahara Chuya attacked, he jumped backwards to avoid Nakahara Chuya's attack.

This also made Nakahara Chuya, who was ready to stop at any time, realize.

This guy is indeed no ordinary person.

Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, and his expression looked rather weak.

"If you want to cut off my limbs, you are afraid that it is a dream, you can try it."

"What big talk are you talking about?" Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered.

Although the fact that he was seen as non-human at a glance made him feel that something was wrong, but being ridiculed at the level of force made him determined to teach the young boy in front of him a lesson.

He doesn't know how many guys he has seen who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth because of his special ability.

However, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know that the white-haired boy in front of him who teased him like a cat was not the kind of person he thought he was the best in the world with a little strength.

The author says:

There are reasons for the high rate of appearances of chickens and cats.

Of course he made money

感谢在2022-04-0817:59:25~2022-04-1004:15:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of Hebai;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!