Private school two or three things

The dead fish eyes leaned in front of the child, and turned its neck to take a closer look.

"I really don't have eyes..."

"Pa" the child on the opposite side slapped him.

"You don't have eyes, bastard! My bangs are too long!"

The curly hair poked at the red marks on his face, and the dead fish eyes became even more severe: "What, who told you that your bangs are so long that you can't see your eyes? My lord, I thought I met a monster! I thought I met the kind of monster that [BIU——] popped out of the eyeballs when I lifted my hair up!"

The child who couldn't see his eyes looked at Curly with a twitching corner of his mouth.

Hey, are you qualified to say such a thing?Isn't it more like a monster with white hair and red eyes? !

"When you have enough money, you digress." A cold voice came from the side. The eyeless child turned his head and saw a purple-haired and green-eyed kid standing aside with his hands folded, exuding a noble, glamorous, arrogant and middle-aged look. breath.

"..." So he fell silent.The intuition trained by his father told him that the two in front of him seemed not to be trifled with.

The curly hair scratched his messy head and asked him: "Hey, have you seen... so tall, about my size, with a stinky ponytail, looks very girly, his brain twitches from time to time, but he doesn't care at all. You two... brat who knows how stupid he is."

Are you trying to say secondhand?You want to say second-hand goods!Admit it, you said the first word!

The eyeless child bowed his head in silence for a while.To be honest, if possible, he didn't want to cause any trouble.

but……

The eyeless child said slowly: "The person you are talking about...is he wearing a green top and coat, dark brown trousers, black hair, big eyes, and a ponytail that flicks as he walks... ..."

Curly grabbed the child by the collar.

"That's the guy! Where is he?"

"..." The child's eyes drifted away.

"What's wrong?" Purple Hair asked.

"Just now, I was playing with ants on the forked road ahead, and then an uncle walked over and asked him if he wanted to play Super Mario, and he followed suit." The eyeless child finished calmly, and was relieved to find that the expressions of the two people in front of him were also different. The degree of drift up.

After a few seconds, Drift's expression changed.

The little ghost with purple hair had shadows all over his face, his green eyes filled with murderous intent, his sleeves were windless and automatic, and his crooked mouth sarcastically hooked his lips, suddenly looking like Abi Shura.

The curly white-haired man stared angrily, his eyes glistening with blood, the veins on his face twitched, and his fists creaked. He grinned and showed a mouthful of sinister white teeth. He smiled like a yaksha.

The eyeless child mourned the uncle.

"The wig... was kidnapped so easily!"

"The wig... dare to embarrass the teacher!"

The roars of the two were earth-shattering.

Eh? !wig?Isn't that uncle?

……

……

"Hey, uncle, is the red and white machine you mentioned really so fun?"

"(Surprised) Of course! You haven't played Super Mario, have you? I'll let you play to your heart's content then."

"Really? (Blinky) Saying Mary sounds like a name?"

"(Laughs) He's an uncle who repairs water pipes. With a red hat, he can jump very high."

"Just like uncle?"

"(choke)...uh, almost haha, you will know after playing."

"Then he also looks like the uncle? He also has so much hair under his armpits?"

"(Surprised) What, what?! What do you mean by [also having so much hair]? Uncle, my armpit hair is not that much, okay?"

"(Innocence) isn't that much? It's all grown to the small arms, and it smells like rotten eggs."

"No!!! That's fine hair! It's just that the uncle's hair is a little thicker! Don't do this! (Tears) Uncle, I will be very hurt!"

"(Tilts head) What about the smell of rotten eggs?"

"(Urgently) Enough! Enough already! Let's go quickly! The red and white machine is calling you, little sister, let's go quickly, please!!"

"(Seriously) It's not the little sister, it's Gui!"

"Sister Gui..."

"(Severe) It's not sister Gui, it's Gui!"

"(Scared) Gui... Hurry up, let's go, okay..."

"(Unintelligible)...? If it's the uncle's request... okay. But uncle, can you stay away from me? Stink..."

"... T_T"

The three little ghosts trailing in the distance silently lined up.

"Hey, did he do it on purpose? It must have been on purpose, right?" Wu Mo looked back at the other two, "

That uncle was made to cry by him, he really cried.That's an adult, an adult, didn't he really do it on purpose? "

"It's so noisy," Curly scratched his head, flicked his nose [beep——] back, his face full of emotion, "Now I know how lethal wigs are so powerful, and I accidentally remembered that my master was black holed by him." The same brain was trampled to the point of hitting the wall... No, I'm going to cry, I'm really going to cry, I'm not crazy yet, I'm so touched..."

Zimao patted Curly's head: "Shut up. Now is not the time to talk about this, I don't know where that person is going to abduct the wig."

"Isn't it great?" Curly yawned, "Let that idiot be sold, sell it quickly, then Yinsang will be a lot easier for me, and there will be one less person to rob you of the teacher, Short Shan. What? Like? Let him be sold?"

"...... No, the teacher wants us to come out and get the wig back."

"Hey, what's the matter with that suspicious pause!? Do you want him to be sold too? You think so too! How much money does that guy owe you?" Eyeless Sparta, The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"They stopped." Zimao suddenly shouted, looked at Curly, and was about to run out.

Eyeless reached out and pulled the two back: "Wait! How could the two of you beat an adult? Haven't you seen the muscles on his arms? If you just run out like this, maybe even you will get in." !"

The two turned their heads and asked at the same time, "So what?"

"what?"

"Although I really don't want to admit it, well... that dummy is barely a companion or something..." This is the curly with erratic eyes.

"Companions will depend on each other for life and death." This is Zimao, a noble and glamorous top student.

No eyes and no words.

He watched helplessly as the two little devils ran over, one punching the upper body and the other kicking the lower body.The uncle was so muscular that he didn't even have a chance to play, and fell down in a daze.

Spike! Hey!

"Cut, waste." Zimao sarcastically.

"Jinzhu, Yinshi? Why are you here?" Wig was surprised.

The curly-haired Zimao looked at each other and kicked at the same time.

Thank you so much, wig classmate, with your existence and the tacit understanding between the other two, we can DAYDAYUP...

"...you...what the hell are you..." An intermittent voice came from the ground.The purple-haired curly-haired man turned his head, and the thick-haired uncle lay on the ground and stared at them viciously.

Curly didn't say anything, and grabbed the uncle's collar: "Hey~ here comes the question, please listen to the question carefully, if you answer wrong, I will send you to hell~" Said, slowly drew the knife.

"Hey!?" The uncle was terrified, sweating all over his face.

"First question~ who are you?" Curly grinned.

"I, I, I'm just a little human trafficker!"

"Oh~~ Sure enough... the second question, where are you going to take that ponytail?"

"Ji, Yoshihara..."

"Yoshihara?" Curly was stunned, Jian Feng leaned towards the uncle.

"It's the underground Taoyuan Township! It's, it's the brothel!"

"The brothel? Where is it?" Curly turned his head and saw Zimao's distorted face, he couldn't help being curious, "What's wrong?"

"The brothel...not..." Zimao squeezed out a few words and covered his face deeply.

Curly looked at the uncle again.

The uncle was sweating profusely, and he spoke in a confused way: "The little girl... is very beautiful... I just... think... that I can... get a good price..."

Curly understands.Curly covered his face.

The two of them lifted up the wigs that had been stunned by the kick, and walked back with convulsions all over their faces.

They secretly decided in their hearts that they would shave all the wigs off when they went back!

"Hey... stinky brats..." came a hoarse voice from behind.

Looking back, the uncle stood up slowly, clenched his fists, his muscles swelled, and his face showed a fierce look.

"Puff - puff - puff -"

The uncle took his muscles and the kunai in his muscles, and fell down with hatred again.

Another spike! KO!

In the distance, Eyeless lowered his waving arms slowly and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect you to be a ninja." Curly's dead fish eyes glanced at the blind eyes.

"Get out of my way! Is there anyone who treats a lifesaver like you?" There are no veins in the eyes.

Zimao rolled his eyes at Curly, and he spoke a little better to the eyeless: "Thank you. Goodbye."

Where is the tone? Hey!This is completely chasing people away!Throw it away when you're done using it!Cross the river and tear down the bridge!

He didn't come up without eyes and was almost choked to death by the bastard in front of him. He curled his lips and jumped onto the branch: "Never see you bastards again."

The little ghosts in the distance gradually moved away.

He raised his head without eyes, and said with a little helplessness in his tone, "Dad, you have already sighed 16 times."

A man who appeared at an unknown time squatted beside his eyes and looked into the distance.

"Father, I... tried my best..."

"?"

"Yoshida Shoyo... stupid man!" A voice gritted his teeth.

"Dad?"

"Obviously as long as the private school is disbanded... Obviously you can protect your life wisely...Obviously..."

"..." No eyes and no words.That's probably why Dad acted privately under the pretext of rookie training this time.

"Hidden all!"

"Ah?" Why are you so harsh all of a sudden?Children will have psychological shadows.No eyes pouted.

"Don't come here again." The man put his hands on his eyeless head, "Don't get close to this place. Maybe it won't be long... Tianzhaoyuan will come."

"Tianzhaoyuan!? That assassination organization?" Eyeless was startled, "Why?"

"You don't need to know about this!" The man snapped, and then lowered his voice, "Son, there are many helpless things in this era, that person... chose to stand up, chose to stand on the edge of the knife and blood. Yu Li bears everything for his students, that is the path he chose, Dad, I... can't persuade him."

The man lowered his eyes and smiled wryly: "Father, I'm also a master. What I can do...is to protect you bunch of brats..."

Songyang stood at the door with his hands folded and waited.

He breathed in the faint fragrance of wild flowers and grass, listened to the gurgling of streams and rivers, and felt the sunshine and wind close to his ears to stay.

He smiled warmly without stopping for a moment.

That smiling face is the same as before, leaving the time behind.

Occasionally, passers-by greeted him: "Songyang, what are you doing?"

He would smile gently at pedestrians: "I'm waiting for my students."

I am waiting for my students.

They are coming back.

Back under my wing.

Since then, there has been no sorrow and no wandering.

until I leave.