Male god strategy plan

"I'll send Jie back to the high school for cremation first." Gojo Wu carried Xia Youjie's body into the car and carefully put it in the back seat. Jianren Qihai got into the car and remained silent decisively.

Gojo Satoru is still reliable in business matters, and is quite a trustworthy existence.

In order to prevent Xia Youjie's body from being used by someone with a heart, he must guard Xia Youjie's cremation.

"Don't eat hot pot anymore? I know you're coming, and I've specially prepared your share." Yushi Shinozu invited with a smile.

Originally, he wanted to show off his son and cooking skills in front of him, but some people were so interested in Xia Youjie that they completely ignored him.

He thought Versailles had no chance.

But it doesn't matter, if he doesn't stay, there are still two children!

He quickly turned his target to Huzhang Yuren and Fu Heihui: "Are you going to stay? I have prepared your share~"

Huzhan Yuhito looked excited: "Really? Doctor Renzu, you are such a good person."

"Must, after all, you are Junpei's only true friend."

"That's right, Junpei~" Yoshino Junpei blinked, and Junpei's face turned red.

Can't this man speak seriously!

It's just keeping someone for a meal, why do you say it so ambiguously, it's like keeping someone overnight.

"Kumba, if you want to stay, you can stay. I'll go back first." The cremation is an urgent matter, and you can maintain a loose attitude in other matters. This matter cannot be left to others.

A genius sorcerer, if the rare spell manipulation technique falls into the hands of others, the consequences will be disastrous.

The same thing cannot happen again.

"Can you really stay, Mr. Wujo?"

Seeing that bright smile, Gojo Satoru couldn't bear to refuse: "Of course, you can catch up with Junpei, and keep an eye on your mistress for the teacher."

Yukimura Seiichi: ...

Ninja Yuuji: Give up if you haven't yet?

Fu Heihui: It started and started again, this guy is really... skin dead.

"You still..." Yukimura Seiichi's voice hadn't finished yet, Gojo Satoru continued and cut off his words: "I'm sorry I couldn't save you."

He was entangled by the high-level executives of the magic world and sent out to perform tasks, but he was a bit sophistry when he said it.

He was assigned at this time, coupled with the previous whereabouts leaked, and the event of the exchange meeting with the sister school in Kyoto, it was confirmed that the students were all except the inner ghost.

If possible, he really doesn't want this kind of thing to happen to the students, the higher-ups, even the teachers and supervisors can accept it.

I just don't want these young children full of infinite possibilities to be coerced and lured by the curse spirit and become the tool of the curse spirit or the curse master.

These teenagers shouldn't have endured so much at such a young age.

It is their duty to remove obstacles for these children and create a paradise for them.

He no longer wanted to see the young magicians die.

Seeing that he was so serious, Yukimura Seiki smiled and comforted him: "Don't worry too much. It's not your responsibility to save me. You don't have to apologize to me. There are only a handful of super conjurers. I know you are very busy." .”

"The brain teasing was my negligence. If I had cremated Jie back then, such a thing would not have happened." In the past, he was controlled by personal affairs.

Yukimura Seiichi: "Don't dwell on the past."

Gojo Satoru: "I have time tomorrow, and I can accompany you in your recovery."

Nani?Is that your job?

Shinobu Yushi adjusted his glasses, hooked Yukimura Seiichi's waist, and said solemnly: "Professional matters can be left to professional doctors. With me here, I don't have to worry about Gojo-kun~"

Wujo Wu supported his chin with one hand, hooked his lips and said, "Thank you for this matter, I owe you a favor."

Gojo Satoru: "Let me take care of the higher-ups."

Shinobu Yushi smiled: "Then thank you in advance."

Gojo Satoru: "Are you really not considering coming to the High School of Magic?"

It is of course impossible for the conjurer to jump into such a big pit.

He has a system, Su Nuo, and hospital affairs to deal with. Even if he doesn't sleep 24 hours a day, that's impossible~

"I am the one who will fight for countless newborns. I will leave the task of protecting the world to you. I will just protect the future of the children and the one of my Patriarch." After finishing speaking, he pecked him on the face again. .

Gojo Gojo squinted his eyes and stared at him bitterly: "Too arrogant! Ninzu Yushi, I'm going to kill you!"

"You don't care~" Yushi Ninzu waved at Ijichi to signal him to drive, Gojo Satoru was about to get out of the car, and Nanami Jianren had already said, "Drive!"

Yi Dizhi obeyed the order and started the car, and the car shot out like an arrow, Gojo Satoru had no time to jump out of the car.

"Stop!" He yelled sharply, but Qihai Jianren said: "Don't listen to him, keep driving!"

"I still have to rush to the college for cremation. I go to work at ten o'clock today. I have already worked overtime for more than six hours. I can't waste any more time."

Gojo Satoru's eyes dimmed: "It's only six hours, add another hour! I'll give you 1000 million~"

Today, I have to have a face-to-face meeting with Yuji Ninzu, that guy is so arrogant!

Qihai Jianren adjusted his glasses, determined: "I'm sorry, I'm not someone who can be bought with money. Even if you give me [-] million, I won't be able to work overtime!"

Beating workers has the dignity of beating workers.

It is impossible to work overtime.

How could it be possible for a worker to succumb to the will of money!

Gojo Satoru didn't believe it, so he raised his hand and stretched out his fingers to make a gesture: "Then [-] million, stop the car and let me fight him."

Qihai Jianren's will began to waver, this damn capitalist, it was unexpectedly sweet to give money.

However, there was no trace of emotion on his face, and his voice was always rigorous and rigid: "WeChat or Alipay? I refuse to accept checks here."

"Me and the artist Yidizhi are 5000 million each."

Wutiaowu: "..."

What about your integrity as a worker?

Just now I firmly felt that I would not be bought!

Yi Dizhi looked flattered: "Eh... really? Do I have a share?"

Jianren Qihai: "You have worked overtime too, of course! Those who see it will have a share."

Gojo Satoru stood up and resisted: "Dream! I want to eat farts, 5000 million is enough to support a small fresh meat!"

"You two old bacon dare to charge such a high price!"

Yi Dizhi was so terrified that he didn't even dare to speak.

Jianren Qihai rubbed his sore brows, too lazy to speak: ...

Gojo Satoru's brain circuit is still an unsolved mystery.

How did his brain diverge from working overtime to the vocabulary of nurturing?

Gojo Wu took Xia Youjie back to the high school, and watched with his own eyes the family's cremation.

It was a complete corpse when it went in, and only a handful of ashes were left when it came out.

On the cremation table, there was a pile of ashes, no complete skeleton could be seen, only some broken bones that had not been completely cremated.

He took the chopsticks and picked up the remaining bones into the porcelain white urn bit by bit, and asked Nanami Jianren while holding it: "Nanami, this should be the lightest time for Jie, look at his bones, It looks more funny than those curse spirits."

There was an inexplicable emotion in his heart, and he kept diverting his attention by saying useless nonsense.

He was so decisive when he killed Xia Youjie back then, but now seeing that man turned into a handful of ashes, his heart was filled with fire.

Blame and angry.

Xia Youjie's body was forcibly occupied by other people. Not only did he not find out, but he also failed to kill the brain flower with his own hands.

His chest swelled, his heart beat unbalanced, and he was in a mess.

I desperately want to vent, but don't know what to do.

Jianren Qihai leaned against the wall, seeing his abnormal expression, feeling a little depressed.

However, he still jokingly said: "He knows that you say that about him, even if he dies, he will jump up and beat you up."

"He won't, he can't jump up and beat me up." Gojo Satoru covered the urn, rubbing the coldness of the porcelain with his fingertips, took a long and soothing breath, and pulled the corners of his lips with difficulty, "Let's go !"

Gojo Satoru, holding the urn in his hand, walked past the desk of Jia Niuzi, his eyes fell on the unopened bottle of foreign wine on the table, he took it out and put it under his arm, and left as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Jia Ruozi turned around, she saw Wutiao Wumao walking out with her waist down. She habitually wanted to drink some wine, but when she reached out to touch it, it was empty.

"Five! Articles! Enlightenment!"

"My wine!"

Gojo Satoru was shocked, holding the urn in one hand, and grabbed Jianren Nanami's hand with the other: "Run!"

Qihai Jianren:? ? ? ?

"Gojo Satoru, don't run away!"

"You don't know how to drink, why steal my wine!"

"You give me a temporary stay!"

Jia Ruozi ran after him, Wutiaowu's feet were blown by wind, and he pulled Qihai Jianren forcefully.

Jianren Qihai was forced to run along, trying to break free but couldn't break free from Wujo Wu's brute force.

The howling wind blew past his ears, Jianren Qihai looked at his flamboyant smile from behind, and pulled the corners of his lips inexplicably.

It seems that it has not been so crazy for a long time.

Adults seem to be marked with the need to be sensible, restrain their temper, and package themselves as mature and reliable adults.

It is rare to have the opportunity to try the publicity of youth.

Wujo realized that he was different, he was an eternal boy.

The whole body is full of youthful spirit, always full of vitality.

Childish and crazy.

No longer had the strength left, he kicked the stone on the side of the road viciously: "Hoohoo... Gojo Wu waits for you to come back, you are doomed!"

Throwing away the Jiajin glass, Gojo Satoru pulled Nanami Jianren against the wall and stopped.

The feeling of fatigue after running made him feel refreshed all over his body, his body seemed to be infused with new vitality, and he automatically discarded all sadness and unhappiness.

"Isn't it just a bottle of wine, as for chasing him for so long?" His breathing was out of balance for a moment, and his voice and heavy breathing hit Jianren Qihai's neck, itching unbearably.

"What's so good about this wine?" Wujo Wu said to himself, let go of his hand, carefully unscrewed the bottle cap, and took a big gulp into his mouth.

"Ahem... it's so spicy! It's unbearable to drink!" He was choked, and the spiciness poured from his mouth directly into his throat, like a tongue of fire rushing into his stomach.

"You should drink it, I still like sweets." He stuffed the wine into Jianren Qihai's arms with disgust.

"You're almost finished drinking, and you still feel disgusted?" Jianren Qihai shook the wine bottle in his hand, almost bottomed out, and was about to say something to him, but met his blurred eyes.

Those eyes were too deep to be resisted.

What kind of fake wine is this, so drunk so quickly.

Jianren Qihai turned his face away and waved his hand to dissipate the smell of alcohol, but his chin was suddenly pinched by two fingers.

Her lips, which were as tender as lip balm, pressed against her directly.

Qihai Jianren opened his eyes wide in horror, and wanted to break free but was suddenly crushed against the wall.

Inexplicably, the limbs were immobilized, and the wet tongue went straight in.

Depend on!

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!