Pretending to be A and Fight

Chapter 18

Li Poxing's roar almost lost the face of the three school tyrants. He closed his eyes and roared, and then opened it, the people in the audience all opened their mouths.

Everyone can put a salted duck egg in their mouth.

Li Poxing handed the microphone to the almost petrified host, and jumped off the stage very dashingly.

"Brother, what are you doing?!"

"Sorry, I didn't see it!"

"...That can't be...you are..." Da Yan was a little incoherent: "...Do you think it's worth it?"

Li Poxing patted Da Yan on the shoulder: "Is it worth it, brother is wrong, it is wrong, and apology is also deserved."

Little Fatty put his face close and said, "Brother, you were sleepy yesterday. I woke you up and you hit me. Why didn't you apologize?"

Li Poxing pinched his chubby face: "I'm sorry, let's go, get out."

Fatty: "Whoo!"

Why do you want to apologize to Jixiu like this?

In Li Poxing's mind, the appearance of Ji Xiu when he first met Ji Xiu four years ago suddenly popped up.

The kid Jixiu was beaten a little bit badly at the time, but he was very quiet. Jixiu's eyes were clear and clear. At first glance, he thought that the child was crying, but he didn't.

His eyes seemed to be like that, like clear black glass.

It seems that if you are not careful, it can be broken.

Take good care.

Can't be touched.

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When Jixiu received the communication from his father, the loud radio outside had just stopped.

The first moment he saw the communication number, the redness in his ears had already faded away, and his face was as pale as a dead man.

so many years.

He was still physically sickened when he saw his father's name.

He walked out of the laboratory and came to the rooftop. The strong wind on the rooftop could minimize his physical discomfort.

Father's first sentence was Xiaoxuan: "Xiaoxuan's medicine is gone."

"The last time I gave you medicine I said it was the last time."

Father paused and said solemnly: "Ji Xiu, the situation in the primary election is very critical."

Ji Xiu raised the corners of his lips: "What does it have to do with me?"

Jixiu thought that he would at least play the emotional card and said, "Because Xiaoxuan is your younger brother."

But he said, "Jixiu, because you are still on my territory."

...I didn't expect it to be a threat.

Ji Xiu lowered his eyes: "I see. But don't ask me to give too much, I have to live myself."

After speaking, Ji Xiu pressed hang up.

He couldn't resist, if he didn't want to be filled with tubes day and night like the original, the exclusive medicine store he chose at that time.

Ji Xiu lowered his head and lit a cigarette. It was windy here, so he lit it three times.

Ji Xiu took two heavy breaths, rolled up his sleeves, and there was a thin red line on the inside of his wrist.