Supreme Almighty System

Xiaofugou's eyes were evil, and he laughed in a low voice: "Brother, why don't I help you kill him now, so that he doesn't disgust us here, how about it?"

"Shut up!" Wu Fan cursed in a low voice, "You muddled dog, your stomach is full of bad water!"

He paused for a moment, then questioned Du Wensong: "Hey, bitch! The woman you said you like is the beauty named Tian Xin, right?"

"Yes, it's Tian Xin!"

When Du Wensong heard the word Tian Xin, his face immediately became excited like a girl: "Do you know Tian Xin? Do you know where Tian Xin is?"

Wu Fan smiled: "I know, but why didn't Tian Xin tell you when she went to teach? Did you offend her?"

"No, I swear to God!"

Du Wensong said hastily: "I just want to pursue her, but I don't know how, she keeps avoiding me, am I not good-looking?"

"Nice Nima."

Wu Fan's eyes were contemptuous, and his tone was full of ridicule: "Vulgar urban women only like you, a milky, oily noodle boy like you! A support teacher like Tian Xin who doesn't follow the tide, doesn't like you, but it's normal Already!"

Being ridiculed by Wu Fan, Du Wensong's eyes turned red, and she actually started crying: "Ah? Really? Tian Xin doesn't like my type? I put on a mask every day! How could this be, my God... ..."

[Master, kill him, kill him!Kill him, kill him! 】

Wu Fan took a deep breath, his livid face changed, and he smiled and asked Xiao Fugou: "Little man, didn't you just say you wanted to kill this bitch? Do you still want to kill him now? Or, you can kill him?"

Xiaofugou was shivering all over his body, trembling like that: "Male Gobi, I can't even talk about such a bitch! I'm afraid of being poisoned, it's too disgusting!"

Wu Fan asked in a low voice: "Then... what should we do now?"

Xiaofugou said coldly: "How do I know? I've never seen a bitch crying like this!"

Wu Fan whispered: "How about, let's go, don't worry about this motherfucker, who knows how long he will cry..."

Xiaofugou nodded hastily: "Brother, what you said is reasonable!"

After all, Wu Fan and Xiao Fugou sneaked past, trying to avoid Du Wensong.

Seeing them trying to escape, Du Wensong scolded with snot and tears: "You are so cruel, you don't hand me a tissue when you see people crying! Now you want to run away, are you a man?"

"I'll fucking kill you!"

Hearing this sentence, Wu Fan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and drew a brick knife from his waist to hack Du Wensong to death!
[Yes, master, hack him to death! 】

"Don't, brother!"

Xiao Fugou was startled, and bit Wu Fan's trousers tightly: "It's not worth killing for such a bitch!"

At this moment, Wu Fan's cell phone rang, and it was Xiner who called.

"Brother Fan, I'm going to my classmate's house. If a bitch named Du Wensong is looking for me, please take him to Aobei Village in Yunwu Mountain, okay?"

"Uh, okay... okay..."

After covering the phone, Wu Fan shouted coldly: "Du Wensong, don't you fucking cry! I'm going to Yunwu Mountain Aobei Village now, your Goddess Tianxin is there! If you want to come, hurry up, I'm a The village head, who is very busy with a lot of work, won't wait here for you to finish crying!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Fan turned around and left with the huffing dog!
"Oh, just leave as you say, and don't wait for others!"

With tears all over his face, Du Wensong picked up the roses, grabbed a package from the car, and ran after Wu Fan!
What made Wu Fan curious was that Du Wensong was still carrying an acoustic guitar.

"Can you still play guitar?"

Wu Fan asked curiously, Xiaofugou didn't want to talk to Du Wensong, a bitch, and walked forward alone.

Du Wensong wiped away his tears, and said in a low voice: "Is it so strange that he can play the guitar with his ingenuity? Also, don't keep looking at me with that strange look, okay?"

"I told you not to be such a bitch, and I will treat you as a normal person!"

Wu Fan looked at the lines on Du Wensong's body, and said coldly: "Obviously he is a man, but he doesn't like men, why are you so motherly?"

Du Wensong gave Wu Fan a blank look, and pouted angrily, "She's not a mother, she's just a little gentle."

Wu Fan clenched his fists tightly, and his tone was very frantic: "You fucking don't want to be 'other people', can you? I really can't stand it and will beat people!"

Seeing Wu Fan's eyes as if he was about to kill someone, Du Wensong's eyes flashed timidly, and he said hastily: "Hmph, I'm ignoring you, lead the way!"

Wu Fan glanced at him, then walked quickly towards Yunwu Mountain.

Xiao Fugou only spoke at this time: "Brother, why don't we wait for that bitch to go up to the middle of the mountain and push him down!"

Wu Fan shook his head: "Just this bitch, I wonder if he can climb halfway up the mountain!"

The huffing dog's eyes flashed, and the evil spirit suddenly rose: "Then... let's get him at the foot of the mountain, and then bury him nearby, how about it?"

Wu Fan took a deep breath and seemed to have made up his mind: "Let's see the situation first. If he messes with me again, I'll chop him up with my own hands!"

After walking up the mountain for a long time, Du Wensong was really exhausted, and kept clamoring for a rest.

Wu Fan couldn't help laughing: "My mother, I said that you are ashamed to be a teaching teacher with your physical strength? And you are carrying so many useless things, are you in a hurry?"

"What's useless, my thing is useful!"

Du Wensong hurriedly defended: "Look at this guitar, I heard from Xiner that there is no music class at all in the Aobeizhai Primary School in Dayunwu Mountain. Feel the charm of music!"

"Yo, quite conscious."

Wu Fan said coldly: "Aren't the tweeds you are holding in your hand just for decoration?"

Being looked down upon by Wu Fan, Du Wensong was obviously in a hurry: "What are you doing, Tian Xin likes roses the most, I'm bringing her a little surprise, what do you know, you bastard?"

Wu Fan laughed again: "Then what about the package you're carrying? Couldn't it be the mask you usually put on?"

Speaking of his package, the timidity in Du Wensong's eyes faded away, and turned into a kind of confidence and determination: "My package is a medicine box, a proof of my doctor's identity, and my belief!"

"What? The medicine box?" Wu Fan was slightly startled, and asked, "You motherfucker music teacher, what kind of medicine box are you carrying?"

When Wu Fan questioned his profession, Du Wensong's eyes turned red all of a sudden: "Who said I am a music teacher? My major is a doctor, and music is just my hobby."

"What? Are you a doctor?"

Wu Fan couldn't help being startled, even Xiao Fugou stopped and looked at Du Wensong again.