Not long after Jue Ling finished roaring, Xia Zhenghe walked out of the villa next door, and his majestic and sharp gaze like an eagle's eye was fixed on the middle-aged man. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Although the info body is not as large as a middle-aged man, its momentum is not inferior to that of the other party.

However, the two are equally indistinguishable from each other's vicious and terrifying faces.

"What are you doing here?" Xia Zhenghe walked over and asked as if talking to an acquaintance.

"What else can I do, of course, to collect debts and clean up the mess." The middle-aged man said in a stiff tone, a little afraid of Xia Zhenghe.

"Come here to collect debts, are you making a mistake", Xia Zhenghe's voice was full of coldness.

"Don't be in a hurry to get angry first, I came because he meant it, this is what he sent me, you can determine for yourself", the middle-aged man took out another letter from his body and handed it to Xia Zhenghe.

After Xia Zhenghe took the letter and opened it, his locked brows gradually deepened: "Is this really what he wrote?" ”

"Can't you recognize his handwriting?" The middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

"I want to ask a few more questions about him, go to my house and talk about it." Xia Zhenghe's tone was not an inquiry, but an order that could not be refused.

"It's okay, you can't say this kind of thing in front of children." The middle-aged man glanced at Jue Ling with words.

"If you shouldn't say something, remember not to talk nonsense." Xia Zhenghe glared at the middle-aged man fiercely, and turned back to the villa.

"I don't dare to talk nonsense, after all, not everyone can afford to be ruined", the middle-aged man teased, keeping up with Xia Zhenghe's pace.

Jue Ling was not at all interested in all this conversation that seemed to be hiding a big secret, and after the middle-aged man left, he immediately closed the door, locked it with the key, and went back to bed to continue sleeping.

I slept for more than 40 minutes, and the alarm clock rang for a while before I was willing to crawl out of the bed.

Change out of your pajamas, put on your school uniform, and start to tidy up and get ready for school.

After eating breakfast quickly, washing the dishes, and putting on a shoulder bag, I wanted to go out, but I found that the middle-aged man who had rudely called the door before was squatting at the door.

"What do you want to do?" Jue Ling felt very insecure and took a few big steps back.

"Hongming Jar, are you really unwilling to hand it over?" The middle-aged man asked as he blocked the doorway.

"I said, I threw the broken jar away." Jue Ling restated with a serious expression, muttering in his heart: Hand it over, what do you want me to hand it over? A bunch of debris handed over to you?

"Is it", the middle-aged man was a little disappointed, he didn't believe Jue Ling's words, how could someone be willing to lose a clay pot worth 30 million.

Without debunking Jue Ling's perfunctory words, the middle-aged man took out a piece of paper from his suit pocket, stretched out his hand and handed it to Jue Ling: "This is a photo of the Hongming jar, please carefully find the whereabouts of the Hongming jar according to this photo in the future." You have to remember that selling Hongming cans will only benefit you and not harm, and I hope you will think about it after you calm down. If you find it, you can contact me at any time, and my contact information is on the back of the photo. ”

The implication of these words of the middle-aged man is [You don't want to hide the Gonghongming jar privately, sell it, it's good for everyone].

How could Jue Ling not hear this meaning, he was willing to hand over the complete Hongming jar, but ...... How do I hand over the residue!?

Jue Ling, who couldn't hand over the Hongming jar, didn't look at the photo after taking it, so he stuffed it into a shoulder bag: "I'm going to be late for school, please let me." ”

"Please!" I don't know what I talked about with Xia Zhenghe, the middle-aged man didn't die anymore, and obediently stepped aside to make way for Jue Ling.

Jue Ling hesitated slightly, and then kept vigilant of the middle-aged man, walked out of the entrance, quickly locked the door with the key, and left in a hurry.

I arrived at the classroom in time before the bell rang at 8:30.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man didn't entangle, otherwise he would have to be late. However, it also relied on the survival skills he had honed while still on Earth, and the group of relatives who came to the door to adopt him at the beginning were no different from the middle-aged men who had asked for debts before.

So, the attitude towards both is universal. If you haven't experienced it before, you may really be scared by the tone of a middle-aged man.

Jue Ling came to his seat and sat down, his left hand pressed his chest and he was out of breath, and his right hand took out the teaching materials of the first physics class from his schoolbag.

Seeing this, Meng Ruoxi next to her opened her mouth and was about to ask something, when the figure of the physics teacher appeared at the door of the classroom and closed her mouth.

Physics class, in Jue Ling's irritable mood, passed in the blink of an eye.

It's been an eventful autumn recently, and troubles have come one after another, first Meng Ruoxi's late-night stay, then the blind date arranged by relatives Fengya, the weekend invitation between the thousands of moon flowers, and then Shang Dongcai had an accident again. As a result, the next day, the debtor suddenly came to visit.

Thinking of this, Jue Ling felt weak, this was not the leisurely daily life of youth he imagined.

The physics teacher walked out of the classroom, and without waiting for Meng Ruoxi to ask first, Jue Ling turned her head and said, "Miss, please ask you something that can only be done by you, okay?" ”

"What can only I do?" Meng Ruoxi closed the book and turned to face Jue Ling.

"Didn't you ask me yesterday why the ambulance came to school at noon?" Jue Ling asked first.

"Hmm", Meng Ruoxi nodded and said, "I'm a little curious about what's going on." ”

"The thing I'm going to ask you about has to do with the ambulance coming to school. Let me tell you this, yesterday when a first-grade student got carried away and walked, her foot accidentally slipped, and her forehead hit the ground hard, leaving a lot of blood. ”

"Getting carried away and walking......" The corners of Meng Ruoxi's mouth twitched: What kind of attitude is this adjective?

"In short, that little girl fell very seriously, oh no, it's not serious, she can be discharged from the hospital after a few packs of blood for a week, but after being discharged from the hospital, it is not certain whether she will go abroad and return to school."

"Going abroad?" Meng Ruoxi's expression moved.

"I can't tell you this kind of thing, and it's not convenient to say it, otherwise I will end up miserable. Anyway, this girl is in the same club as me, and the other people in the club don't want her to go abroad, so they work together to trap me and let me obstruct her family's instigation and persecution to go abroad.

So, the problem came, the doctor, at the request of the girl's family, prevented everyone from visiting the patient, and I couldn't see the girl. In the end, Jue Ling's expression was a little helpless.

"So complicated?" Meng Ruoxi pondered for a moment as if she didn't understand, and asked, "What can I do for you?" ”

"You're useless, Chizuki-san's role is working. I want to use the relationship between you and Chizuki-san to ask Chizuki-san to ask the principal to ask for a letter certificate for visiting the sick. With a letter from the principal, I was able to break through the doctor's defenses and see the patient. Jue Ling said in a low voice.

"Oh, I see", Meng Ruoxi replied with a smile.

"Uh", sensing that there was something wrong with Meng Ruoxi's tone, Jue Lingleng asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

When Meng Ruoxi heard this, her smile became even stronger, her eyes narrowed into a slit, her fingertips tapped on the tabletop, and she said lightly: "What do you call me useless, please be sure to explain it to me." ”

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