Super Dimensional Fantasy World

Chapter 14 The Mysterious Boy
Wang Liang echoed with a smile on his face: "No problem at all. I think we have a little more people to support. It's time to streamline."

Tian Fei watched Sumentu and Mu Yuzi walk into the school, and said casually: "Okay, okay, I will take care of this from now on, leave it all to you." After saying that, he quickened his pace and followed. Go in.

Wang Liang looked at the younger brother who was covered in snow with disdain.

"It's really useless. Fortunately, Brother Fei has a better temper this time. If you dare to talk nonsense next time, you won't be able to keep your tongue."

The younger brother was cold at first, but when he heard these words, the root of his tongue felt chilly.

"You go back first, change your clothes and come here."

The younger brother bowed gratefully to Wang Liang: "Brother Liang, thank you very much, thank you."

Wang Liang waved his hand: "Go back, go back, don't catch a cold."

The younger brother felt even more grateful, and after thanking him again, he hurried back to change his clothes.

Wang Liang looked at the chewing gum that Tian Fei spit out, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, clamped it and threw it into the trash can. Then he put his hands into his pockets and walked back humming a tune.

This class is a philosophy class. The professor who lectures is quite prestigious in the college. He has gray hair and a long beard. He wears coarse clothes, short coat and cloth shoes all day long. Sumentu has seen him many times in school. , every time I see him, this professor looks carefree and happy.

Today was the first philosophy class in their class. The professor came up to introduce himself, but Su Mentu didn't catch it. He asked Mu Yuzi next to him and found out that the professor's name was Wen Daoyu.

Sumentu nodded. The name did have a fairy-like feel to it.

In the first philosophy class, Wen Daoyu's topic was about life.

At first, there were many students who listened carefully, but as the course progressed, Wen Daoyu's original smooth and smooth explanation sounded like a lullaby to some people, urging people to fall asleep.

Until the end, there were only three people left in the entire lecture theater. Sumentu leaned on her head, half listening and half thinking in a daze, while Mu Yuzi didn't listen from the beginning, her attention was basically on Su On the door map, the little girl's heart is weaving all kinds of little stories.

The other one is Tian Fei who has been looking at Mu Yuzi with admiration. He sits in the last row and can just observe Mu Yuzi from top to bottom.

"My goddess is so beautiful with every smile she makes, even if she smiles at others!" Tian Fei couldn't help but sigh.

"In the Southern Dynasties, a poet named Liang Zuirong wrote in one of his works "Shipin": Ling, the son of a famous family, had special talents, but his life was not harmonious, and his reputation was ruined. Huh??"

Wen Daoyu raised his head, looked at the familiar scene in front of him, and sighed quietly in his heart.

"The life I am talking about is too shallow. This life is not that life. It is just a synonym for survival, fundamental conditions or destiny, and it has not reached a deeper level."

He scanned the entire classroom again and found Sumentu who was in a daze. He still had some impressions of this student. The head of the school's research and development discussion department was one of his students, and his student admired the student named The young man in Sumentu, Wen Daoyu naturally remembered him

"Student Sumentu, can you tell me what you understand from the bottom of your heart? It's about fate." He clicked on Sumentu's name with a hint of expectation.

Su Mentu was called by his name suddenly, he woke up from his daze, and then saw the students around him who had woken up looking at him, so he quickly stood up.

"Ah" Looking at the beautiful blackboard writing written by Wen Daoyu on the blackboard, Su Mentu froze for a moment.

"Fate. Absurd things will always happen. For example, if you step on a cockroach to death, you may have to pay the price for your whole life."

Hahahahaha.
Sumentu's inexplicable answer made other students who didn't understand but thought it was funny all burst into laughter.

Wen Daoyu shook his head in disappointment, then waved his hand for him to sit down.

Wang Liang, who was sitting next to Tian Fei, looked at Sumentu who was standing dumbly and said softly: "I don't know how Miss Mu fell in love with Sumentu. She usually looks stupid and stupid. There is nothing extraordinary about him. I heard that the best person he had fun with in this school was his second-in-command in the old dormitory. It turned out that his second-in-command killed someone and even committed suicide himself. Sometimes you really have to believe that humans flock together, This is the truth."

Tian Fei glared at him: "What are you talking about? Although I also hate Su Mentu, since he is the person my goddess likes, he naturally has his advantages."

Wang Liang had no choice but to keep silent, silently looking at the upright figure below.

Sumentu sat down in confusion, Mu Yuzi lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, and then Sumentu received a message.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

Sumentu didn't reply to her, and then sent his own blank.

Tian Fei rested his chin on his arm, the love in his eyes almost overflowed.

"You said, I am such an infatuated person, why can't Yuko see it, how gentle I am."

Wang Liang on the side can only complain from the bottom of his heart: "When I was in middle school, who suddenly broke into other people's class during class, ignored the dumbfounded teacher on the podium, blatantly kissed the class flower of others, and later used Get Banhua by various means, and when they are determined to treat you, they will be kicked away like dumping garbage, you have to be gentle, this world is probably going to be full of light and love."

But he definitely can't say this in front of Tian Fei, Tian Fei is a person with great face, if anyone dares to refute his face, no matter in public or in private, he will try his best to bite that person hard a mouthful.

After two consecutive large classes, today's class is over. After Sumentu declined Mu Yuzi's farewell, he ran back with small steps. Mu Yuzi also returned to the dormitory unhappy, lying on the bed. sigh.

This made Zhang Meixue so annoyed that after threatening to beat Sumentu up, Mu Yuzi calmed down.

In another city hundreds of kilometers away.
The warm blood was sprinkled on the thick snowdrift. The temperature of the blood melted the outermost white snow, causing the area where it was sprinkled to sink in. The remaining light of the sunset in the distance covered the entire unfinished building. Mixed with gold, the dazzling red on the white snow became softer.

The young man in black tights stood expressionlessly in the dark at the end of the building. The strangely shaped slender thorn blade in his hand shone with a strange brilliance, and hot blood dripped down the thorn point. Drop by drop, bursting into bursting flowers on the dusty floor.

"1000 million!"

The middle-aged man in front of the young man finally felt a little fear. He suddenly reported such a number, hoping to impress the man in black with money.

Looking at the twitching bodyguard lying on the ground, the middle-aged man's feet were shaking a little. He wanted to run, but his reason told him that it was useless.

The young man took out a piece of clean linen from the small backpack on his back. The linen made of this special material was the favorite accessory of the samurai swords of the Japanese samurai during the Warring States Period. It could quickly absorb the blood on the blade and play a certain role. The effect of polishing and maintenance.Starting from the handle of the bayonet, the young man gripped the sackcloth and wiped it down. The whole bayonet became clean and sharp again.

"One hundred million! I still have a lot of small businesses in the country. As long as you allow, I will call the secretary in front of you and transfer them to you directly. If you don't like transferring money, I can just raise cash directly! Let me go."

The young man lowered his head to search for something in his backpack, and then took out a notebook.

"Panda Hua, 52 years old." He raised his head and motioned to the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man named Panda Hua wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his vest was soaked through, which made him very uncomfortable, but every word the young man uttered was like a heavy hammer, Hit him in the heart.

"I don't miss it anymore. Reading your guilt makes me feel a little nauseous, so I don't miss it anymore."

The young man raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man who had been kneeling at his feet from the corner of his eye.His bald head reminded him of shiny, oily flesh.

He threw the notebook at the middle-aged man's feet, and Pan Dahua hurriedly picked it up. There was a photo posted on it, all of which were secretly taken of him molesting children. In the blank space, he recorded every detail of himself with a black pen. of the crime.

The young man retracted the bayonet and drew a long, wide square knife from his waist.

"Actually, if you don't kill yourself and provoke the interests of the master in Europe, I will never find out such a dirty case like yours. You are really disgusting."

As he said that, he chopped it down with a knife, and Panda Hua's fat pig-like body collapsed to the ground. The pig's head also slid down the slope of the unfinished building like a round ball, and finally fell into the garbage pile downstairs. in.

(End of this chapter)