Chapter 171: Don't Go Too Far

"No, you don't! I ate it in the morning. โ€

Facing the butcher shop handed over by Youmeng, Sicaro's face turned pale, and he waved his hand without hesitation, and refused righteously.

As a solid back of the reinforcement system, if it is so easily defeated by accident, it is not called the existence of the unbreakable shield under the command of Yurasis.

"But, isn't there no breakfast shop in the academy city, and Mr. Sicaro is so powerful?"

Yumo blinked and asked in an innocent voice that sounded like a demon to Sicaro.

Sicaro's smile froze, his eyes took a deep look at Youmeng sitting in the crowd, looked around at the first-year students of the reinforcement department, and nodded stubbornly in a look of admiration in ignorance.

"That'...... Of course. After all, I've been in the academy city for so many years, so I know a little bit about cooking. โ€

Know a little bit about it?

The corners of Youmeng's mouth curled, and she was about to say something, when she suddenly felt a sudden shock from the personal terminal on her wrist.

[You have a friend information to be viewed]

What is it......

Curiously, Yumeng stretched out her finger and poked open the flickering message.

[What the hell do you want to do?! Don't forget, you're going to be a student in my class from now on. ใ€‘

From: Sicaro (Note: Kind black-hearted businessman)

Raising her head, the girl glanced at the strong man with his hands behind her back and a tall face, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

I'm sorry, now people are fish and meat, and I am a knife warrior, and I dare to threaten Miss Ben, it seems that this businessman who sells black goods on the side business is a little cute.

Da Da Da ~ Youmeng's ten fingers were like flying, and he quickly typed a line of words and replied to the past.

[Write-off of previous liabilities]

Bite~

A curtain of light popped up in front of Sicaro's eyes that only he could see.

The smiling Sicaro had a slight bulge of green tendons on his head, and his eyes like copper bells glared fiercely at the smiling Youmeng.

ใ€Deal!ใ€‘ ใ€‘

Huh, so simply?!

It seems that this Sicaro teacher is a generous dog.

The purple-haired girl's eyes lit up, revealing a demonic sly smile, just the account that was thrown out by that stingy Uncle Lu before, so let's just pay it back together.

Lowering his head, Yumeng added a few more words and replied towards Sicaro.

[Plus 2000 hush money]

ใ€(??.??) ใ€‘

"Hey! Don't go too far! โ€

In the puzzled eyes of everyone, I saw that Sicaro's face turned dark, and he suddenly burst out with an inexplicable foul language.

It has always been only his West Carlo pit people, and when did a small first-year student dare to blackmail him.

The smile on Sicarlo's face completely subsided, grinding his teeth, and began to think about how to teach this little girl a lesson - at least let her know what it means to respect teachers.

Before he could come up with a good solution, he saw Youmeng smile slightly, hold her cheek with her right hand, and ask softly.

"By the way, I have a small video here that I got by luck, it seems to be an image of a mysterious outlaw who is being hunted by the Discipline Inspection Commission, you know ......"

Bite~

[Transfer income 2000 points]

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Hey, I think I'm mistaken. โ€

Youmeng glanced at the changes in personal bills, changed the conversation, and skipped it without any pause.

"Humph!"

Sicaro let out a heavy nasal sound, and he began to wonder if Lan Xian had assigned some extra tasks by transferring the student to his classโ€”for example, to target himself.

"Eat, eat, eat! You freshmen don't have the spirit of the previous year's reinforcement department at all. Stand up for me and start class! โ€

Sicaro clapped his palms with a dark face, adjusted his mood and shouted loudly to the freshmen.

As long as he started the class, he had a hundred ways to make this delicate little girl realize what the hellish course of the intensive department was.

Grunt~

Grunt grunt~

At that moment, a rhythmic abdominal roar came from Sicaro's body.

โ•ฎ(โ•ฏโ–ฝโ•ฐ)โ•ญ

It's embarrassing.

Yumeng blinked, covered her mouth, and tried not to laugh out loud.

And the surrounding reinforcement freshmen were obviously not as forceful as her, and they all looked at Cicaro with strange faces.

As the man's belly screamed louder, someone in the playground began to let out a slight snort, which quickly turned into a low laugh, and in less than half a minute, the whole playground was filled with a happy atmosphere.

"Well, Mr. Sicaro, why don't you eat something first. I've had a little bit of it in the morning, and I'll give you this chocolate. โ€

Arthur touched his head, looked at Sicaro with the wrong face, took out a large plate of chocolate from the food box brought by Youmeng, handed it to Sicaro flatteringly, and said with a very serious expression.

looked at the big man who came to front of him with a blue nose and swollen face, and his lips were almost swollen into the size of a sausage.

Sicaro's face turned cold, his face so black that he almost smoked, and squeezed a few words out of his teeth.

"Nope! Use! Finish! โ€

He turned around and slammed his fist into the huge metal food crate behind him, slamming the lid up.

He rudely took out a bottle of water and a large piece of bread from it, took a hard bite, and said indignantly.

"Only the little ones who have not dried up eat snacks. A real man needs only the simplest pure water and bread. โ€