Xie Pujia went to the office after the second class in the afternoon, and directly asked the head teacher for leave and said that she was not feeling well and needed to go home early to rest.

The old man of the tenth class teacher recognized Xie Pujia but was not familiar with her, he only remembered that her grades were very good, and he hurriedly took a pen and approved the leave note, and did not ask her where she was uncomfortable or whether she needed to call her parents.

Xie Pujia went out of the school gate with her schoolbag on her back, and she was easily let go by the doorman when she took out a fake note.

At half past two in the afternoon, the school gate was empty and there was nothing, and Xie Pujia walked along the road to the small alley where Lei Hanli was troubled last time.

There were so many alleys that she didn't know where she was looking, and she had to hurry up and settle her business before school ended in the afternoon.

Xie Pujia carried the schoolbag in reverse, more like holding the schoolbag in her arms than carrying it, nervously looking for targets from alley to alley.

Not here.

Not over there.

This is still not the case.

In the crisp autumn season of November, Xie Pujia was sweating hotly.

Hell, a whole bunch of people, who have been fooling around together before, and now they can't find them when they are looking for them like this?

"Fried!"

"You pug, you dare to blow up Lao Tzu's card, see if I don't paint your face all over the king!"

"Brother Yong, don't be embarrassed for me, I have a 3 left in my hand after blowing up, you can block such a small bomb."

"Ma Dejing is talking nonsense, if Lao Tzu has a bomb, will he let you go? Just four 2's were demolished in order to block your single card.,I'm angry.。 ”

"Brother Yong, don't talk nonsense with him, draw Wang Ba! Draw the king eight! ”

"Draw the king eight hahaha, draw the king eight!"

The shouting of a group of boys reached Xie Pujia's ears, and after listening to it for a few minutes, there was no voice from the girls.

She knew she had found someone.

The footsteps were a little hesitant, Xie Pujia closed her eyes and stabilized her mind, wiped all the sweat on her forehead with her sleeves, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were firm, she opened the things on the side of the schoolbag, and after making sure that the safe side was facing up, she approached the group of people with her schoolbag in a uniform pace.

In her head, she kept simulating the sword moves that the teacher taught her in dance class.

"Brother Yong! I have a deal I want to talk to you about. ”

The seven or eight boys who were playing cards suddenly heard an abrupt girl's voice, and they all looked at the owner of the voice.

Ye Yong was holding a cigarette in his mouth, holding a green watercolor pen in his hand, and was drawing Wang Ba on the face of the person in his hand, when he heard someone calling him "Brother Yong", he looked at the person with a confused face.

Yo, it's a little girl, wearing the school uniform of the No. 2 Middle School in the city, with a double ponytail, a good little face, bright and transparent eyes, and quite drifting......

Grass!

It's familiar.

"Phew!" Ye Yong spit out the cigarette in his mouth and shook the pen in his hand, "Little girl, aren't you the one who threatened Lao Tzu last time?!" ”

When the other people who were watching the excitement heard Ye Yong say this, they all remembered who the little girl in front of them was, and quickly dropped the playing cards and stepped forward to surround Xie Pujia in a circle.

Xie Pujia hugged the schoolbag in her hand tighter, and she looked at Ye Yong with burning eyes.

"I'm here to make a deal with you."

The boy crossed his arms, looked at Xie Pujia condescendingly with his height advantage, and sneered: "I have to agree if you come to me?" How big is your face? ”

"No, the face is not big, but it must be thicker than the wall door of the second middle school in the city, hahahaha." The dogleg immediately picked up Ye Yong's words.

"Hahahaha That's it, this is young, if you cultivate for a few more years, you can be thicker than the wall of the Great Wall!"

Seven or eight boys burst into laughter.

"I don't have much face, but you don't know Ye Xuechao, right?"

Ye Yong subconsciously trembled when he heard this name.

"Who? Don't mess up any messy people in front of our Brother Yong to sign up for the number, and don't weigh whether they are worthy or not. ”

"Little girl, you didn't just scare our brother Yong by holding the name of an old man sweeping the street, our brother Yong was not scared!"

"Ouch-"

"Whoa—"

Ye Yong turned around and gave each of the two younger brothers a kick, and after kicking it, his face was full of disgust, "Get out of the way!" That's my name! ”

"Ahh......h Not mortal! ”

Ye Yong scolded, "You also get out of the way, don't use words if you don't know how to use them, the book didn't read into a little brain, and the horse's fart was slapped on the horse's face!" ”

Yubi looked at Xie Pujia, "It's not easy to know my father's name, isn't it okay to ask casually in the second middle school of the city?" Want to make a deal with me? Little sister, you're thinking too simply. ”

"Department of Respiratory Medicine, First Municipal Hospital."

Ye Yong didn't know why, and frowned and looked at Xie Pujia: "What do you mean?" ”

"If you want to know, you'll have to do me a favor." Xie Pujia looked directly into his eyes.

Ye Yong's face was full of disdain, "If you don't know, you don't know, I don't want to know, and I still help you do things?" You count that green onion, when Lao Tzu came out to mix, you were still running around in open crotch pants. ”

As soon as these words came out, they once again caused laughter.

"You can try calling your dad and see if he will answer your phone."

Hearing Xie Pujia mention Ye Xuechao again, Ye Yong frowned, remembering that his father seemed to have not called and scolded him for more than a month, no wonder this month has been extraordinarily comfortable.

"Cut! If you don't take it, you won't take it, I don't want to be taken care of by him, the old immortal thing, I don't care about shit and fart and don't give money, I know that the one who yelled at me was just right! ”

Ye Yong responded to Xie Pujia contemptuously, as if he really didn't care about his father's life or death.

Xie Pujia looked at him steadily, and her thin lips opened lightly: "Then do you want to know, who did he leave all the money to before he died?" ”

Ye Yong scoffed at Xie Pujia's words, "He is just one of my sons, who else can he leave if he doesn't leave it to me?" ”

"Are you so sure?" Xie Pujia punctured his overconfidence, "I have a photo of your father and his illegitimate child here." ”

Hearing this, Ye Yong jumped three feet high, scolded and raised his fist and rushed to Xie Pujia, and his fist almost hit Xie Pujia's cheek.

"You damn girl, I advise you not to talk nonsense here! I don't care if you're a man or a woman, big or small, I'll beat you up! ”

Xie Pujia tried her best to ignore the fist that was attached to her cheek, pulled out the photo from her arms, and pasted the photo in her schoolbag for Ye Yong to see.

Ye Yong was two taller than Xie Pujia, and in order to see the photo in front of Xie Pujia's schoolbag clearly, he had to lower his head and slowly put down his fist-clenched hand.

The attention of the people on the side is also all on the photo.

It was at this time that Xie Pujia directly clasped Ye Yong's head with one hand, and with the other hand, he copied the fruit knife prepared in advance from the place where the water cup was placed on the side of the schoolbag.

"Don't move!"

When everyone saw her pull out the knife, they were all startled by the bright light reflected by the knife light, and subconsciously retreated and dispersed.

Ye Yong, who was held hostage, reacted sluggishly for a moment.

What's the situation? Isn't he looking at Ye Xuechao and the illegitimate child? Why was he suddenly held hostage by a knife?

Because of the height difference, Ye Yong could only arch his body, and with a slight movement of his neck, he felt something against his throat.

"You, you let go first, and have something to say."

He felt that it was extremely difficult for him to say a word, and at this time, he inexplicably empathized with the girl who was strangled by Xie Pujia with a rope last time.

No, he's more dangerous than a girl, at least the skipping rope won't make people lose their breath immediately, but the fruit knife against the neck will!