A burst Omega, he is pretending to be weak again [Putting through the book]

The young man had long and narrow eyebrows, his voice was cold, and his words were casual, as if he was joking, but his serious expression made people feel that he was just responding legitimately.

Ning Xi understood why Director Liu was so determined that he was a student here.

After working for a long time, this old man has so much confidence in the school management mechanism.

"This is for you." Song Yize handed the broom in his hand to Ning Xi, and looked at him lightly with his light-colored eyes, "Go and sweep first, and I'll get another one."

Ning Xi held the broom, feeling that he would not be able to leave for a while.

But having said that, he was extremely satisfied with that "brother".

The prospective college students who have graduated from abroad go back to high school to see a group of little kids. It feels like flying around outer space and coming back to tell people on earth how big the universe is.

This is a sense of pride.

But sweeping the streets is absolutely impossible.

Ning Xi made a big smile, raised the corners of his eyes slightly, his eyelids stretched out a little bit, and his whole person was innocent and innocent: "Well, I was sorry just now."

Song Yize raised his eyebrows.

Ning Xi wanted to explain the situation just now, but after much deliberation, he couldn't find a reasonable wording, so he could only say: "I really went to the bathroom just now."

Song Yize looked at Ning Xi without saying a word.

"You don't believe it, but I really heard what others said about your measurements."

Song Yize still didn't speak.

Ning Xi glanced at the person in front of him, and added another sentence: "But I don't think this bust is 101, is it skinny?"

Song Yize: "...you really should go to Director Liu."

Oh, Song Yize must have regarded him as a hooligan.

But he didn't want to, who made the natural brain easy to use, and he wrote it down after a few times the female deskmate went crazy.

Song Yize was not polite to him anymore, he put the broom into Ning Xi's hand and said, "Go and sweep."

Ning Xi couldn't stand his serious and inexplicably flirty appearance, he sighed heavily, put his arm on Song Yize's shoulder, tilted his head and said, "I told you the truth."

Song Yize felt the warmth of Ning Xi's palm and the Omega pheromone from the pavement, and his warm breath lightly touched the base of his ear, which felt a little itchy.

I saw Ning Xi raised the corner of his mouth, and his voice was loose and frivolous:

"If you want me to sweep the floor, there is no door."

Ning Xi jumped over the wall from Xulin Road and ran out of the school.

Song Yize did not stop him, but acted like a normal person, not caring about Ning Xi's whereabouts at all.

Ning Xi knew that it was impossible for him to go out openly through the main gate, and when he ran to Xulin Road, he found that he had already reached the school boundary wall.

After he climbed the wall, he found that it was not very high from the ground, and he could escape completely.

It's just a narrow and closed alley outside.

The wall on the other side was yellowish, and there were some small advertisements that had been torn in half.The road is not very smooth, and the dried mud still smells of damp.

Ning Xi jumped down and looked back and forth, not quite sure that he could really go out here.

The whole alley was completely backlit, making it look a bit gloomy.

Ning Xi thought about leaving first, but before he took a few steps, several people appeared in front of him.

"School is over early enough today. Did you know that you guys have been waiting for a long time, so you came out early?" The headed man with a ghost tattoo on his arm lit a cigarette, domineering.

Ning Xi frowned, looking at the three people who approached him step by step.

They were wearing school uniforms, the material of which had turned yellow, and the collar buttons were widely unbuttoned, baggy, just like their temperament.

Where did the bastard come from.

"Hey, I brought a new one this time." The inch-cut man pretended to be pleasantly surprised, and took a puff of cigarette, "This Omega is white and clean, it must be very rich, come here, how much did you bring, let the brothers see .”

This group of people should be bastards who often bully and threaten students with money.

Coincidentally, Ning Xi hated bastards the most in his life.

Ning Xi saw that the school uniform was different from the one Song Yize wore just now, so he raised his eyebrows and asked, "A high school student?"

The crop-headed man seemed to have heard some big joke, hooked one hand around Ning Xi's neck, and pulled at the school badge on his school uniform: "Why, Nineteen High School isn't considered a high school anymore?"

"Oh." Ning Xi laughed contemptuously, "I thought you were playing cosplay."

"Damn it." The inch-cut man spat his cigarette on the ground, pushed Ning Xi hard, and cursed, "Who the hell are you calling old?"

"No, that's what I said." Ning Xi shrugged, "You understand too well."

The inch-cut man took a deep breath and shouted, "I don't want to talk nonsense with you. Where's the money! Bring it!"

Ning Xi kicked the stones on the ground casually, and said frankly, "Money? I don't have any money."

"Fuck, you kid is so arrogant without money!"

The inch-cut man was enraged, and he swung his fist at Ning Xi, without hesitation, fast and ruthless.

Without even batting an eye, Ning Xi caught the gangster's fist with one hand, then bent down hard, twisting his whole body, with his arms clasped tightly behind his back.

"Wearing a school uniform to blackmail, bullying and playing cross-school games, you're doing your school a favor." Ning Xi's tone was cold and cold, and he didn't have to put any effort into his actions.

The inch-cut man was in pain from being pressed, and shouted: "Why do I rely on you to stand still, fuck me!"

Ning Xi was enveloped by a large smell of rust, the irritation of the nasal cavity and the pain in the neck gradually spread to the whole body, Ning Xi gradually became agitated, and grabbed the back of Cun Tou's neck forcefully.

"But he, he seems to be an Omega, and he has a strong smell of pheromones. If we beat him at this time, we will enter the game..." said a gangster behind.

"Don't you listen to my words? You can't beat an Omega!"

At this moment, Ning Xi suddenly let go of the hand that was twisting the cropped man.

Two gangsters rushed over, Ning Xi knocked one down with a side kick, and the other one swung his fist. Ning Xi dodged it lightly, grabbed the wrist that hadn't retracted, and directly pressed his knee against his abdomen. Go up, perfectly avoiding some fragile organs.

Ning Xi kicked the short-haired man's knee hard, put his hands behind his back again, then snatched the folding knife from his hand, put his finger on the knife ring and twirled it around, saying: "You're so kind!" Take the knife."

The inch-headed man was captured with both hands, and Ning Xi's knee pushed his back against him. The boy's weight was all on his body, and he couldn't struggle even if he wanted to.

In desperation, he gritted his teeth and asked, "Fuck, which way are you..."

Ning Xi thought it was absurd: "Go back and look through your ideological and political books carefully. You have the nerve to ask me such a simple question."

"..."

"High school students just study hard for me. They think it's cool to be in the society? Do you want to get into the police or go to jail in the future." Ning Xi patted Cun on the head neatly.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense..."

"Huh?" Ning Xi forcefully grabbed the clasped man's arm.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Cun Tou frowned, "I know, I know, I know!"

Ning Xi let go of the gangster, and said lazily between his lips and teeth: "Get lost."

The punks stood up, taking a painful breath.

Bunny spat, unable to imagine that he had just been taught a lesson by an Omega.

This Omega is as if he can't feel the pheromone, his combat power is really seven or eight, obviously he just released the pheromone.

Ning Xi flicked his wrist, really thirsty.

"Hey, wait a minute." Ning Xi suddenly stopped them.

No matter how you put it, the gangster is just a high school student, and the young man's displeasure is written all over his face: "What are you doing again?"

Ning Xi patted off the ashes on his clothes, smiled brightly at the gangsters and said, "Do you still have any money, can you lend me two dollars?"

Ning Xi's throat was so dry that it hurt, and even his head hurt more and more.

I don't know if the world is rejecting him, but Ning Xi feels like a test subject bound by a witchcraft puppet, being manipulated by a master who holds a needle in his hand.

After walking out of the alley, the wind blowing from the main road finally made Ning Xi feel better.

The sycamore trees stand together on both sides of the road, and the wind blows over the leaves to bring a touch of coolness.The bright sunlight falls on the glass of the old-fashioned house through the branches and leaves, shining brightly.

There seemed to be some older residential areas outside the school.

Ning Xi found a canteen, opened the curtain and entered the house, and said, "Boss, bring a bottle of water."

The boss is an old man who is reading the newspaper with reading glasses: "The refrigerator is there, take it yourself."

Ning Xi went to get a bottle of ice water, and after paying the money, he raised his head and drank it down.

The dryness of the throat was finally relieved, and the irritability subsided a little.

Ning Xi wiped his mouth, saw the telephone in front of the counter, and asked, "Boss, can I make a call?"

The boss was reading the newspaper with relish, and said without raising his head, "Hit yourself."

Ning Xi picked up the phone, but didn't know who to call for a while.

He couldn't remember Lao Zhang's phone number, and his cell phone was broken and he couldn't get through. The only phone number in his mind now was his parents' phone number.

Ning Xi paused, and pressed the button.

But Ning Kaiwei was so busy that he never answered his calls.

His family is very busy, and they are basically abroad, so it is normal not to answer the phone.

"Beep... hello, the number you dialed is an empty number..."

what.

Although he had conceived it a long time ago and tried hard to accept the fact that he had passed through the book, he still felt chilled when he heard the answer from this "empty account".

Ning Xi took a deep breath and hung up the phone.

That's right, it's confirmed now.

He really isn't in the original world anymore.

what should I do now.

In this book, who is he really, does he have an identity, does he have a family.

He doesn't even have any money now.

Ning Xi sighed, and was about to lift the curtain and leave, but the boss shouted from behind: "Hey, wait a minute, you haven't paid yet."

Ning Xi stopped and replied, "I paid for it."

"Telephone, you haven't paid for the phone call yet." The boss said.

"Telephone?" Ning Xi looked in the direction the boss pointed.

——"Calling, 1 cents for less than 5 minute, 1 yuan for more than 1 minute."

Ning Xi: "..." He really didn't see it.

But now he has nothing from head to toe.

"That boss, I didn't make that call, can I not pay?" Ning Xi asked.

"How do I know if you made a call or not." The boss frowned, "What's wrong with the young people now, even [-] cents."

Ning Xi couldn't help but say: "It's not the boss, it's only 5 cents, it's not necessary."

"5 cents is not money anymore? If you don't care about small money, you will suffer in the future!"

"..." Ning Xi was really too lazy to argue, "How about I owe you the money first, and when I have money, can I give it to you right away?"

"How do I know if you are trying to evade the bill." The boss ordered the table.

"Really, I..."

Before Ning Xi finished speaking, he stretched out a hand from behind and pushed a five-cent coin up.

"Here, 5 cents."

The smell of ebony and citrus is so recognizable, Ning Xi suddenly turned around and found Song Yize with one hand in his pocket, bent slightly, and put the coin in front of Ning Xi.

"You you you you you..." Ning Xi pointed at Song Yize's face.

"What?" Song Yize said coldly.

Ning Xi took a step back: "Are you following me?"

Song Yize rolled his eyes: "You have a rich imagination."

"Yize, you know him." The boss put his hands on the table and asked.

"That's right." Song Yize said flatly, "Uncle Zheng, here are twenty boxes of chalk and twenty blackboard erasers."

"Are you shopping for the school?" Ning Xi asked.

"Isn't it obvious?" Song Yize said.

"Ah... oh, thank you." Ning Xi felt that his mind was also confused, "Then I'm going first?"

Song Yize nodded.

What's the matter, this man.

Ning Xi scratched his head, opened the curtain and went out.

The sycamore trees covered half of the scorching sun, and the cicadas were singing loudly.

Ning Xi was walking on the road, looking up at the blue sky.

I feel that after transmigrating into this book, I am really inexplicably unlucky, everything can happen to me, it doesn't go well at all.

Before Ning Xi could finish complaining, she stepped on her shoelace and fell hard to the ground.

Ning Xi: "..."

Could this be the legendary flat ground wrestling?

Ning Xi quit, the fact of today's mess has consumed a lot of energy.

He sat on the ground and didn't even want to get up.

There should be nothing more unlucky.

In the next second, an out-of-control fruit cart rushed down the slope and slammed into Ning Xi.