The Ultimate Student in the City

When Li Zedao returned to Xiao Qiangwei's villa, he saw Chen Xiaomo and Ji Yuemo had already arrived, sitting there chatting with his mother Xiao Qiangwei, but he didn't find his master.

In addition, the voices of a few women came from the direction of the kitchen, and there was a faint smell of rice in the air. It was conceivable that they were preparing meals inside.

Moreover, Li Zedao also discovered that what Ji Yuemo was wearing was no longer the one he saw during the day, but a black dress, which was a little less youthful as a student, and a little more ladylike. style.

After seeing Li Zedao walking in, he smiled shyly at Li Zedao, then looked away, and stared quietly at the delicate teacup in front of the table, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Back?" Xiao Qiangwei looked at Li Zedao and smiled gently.

"Mom...Uncle Li...Senior Ji..." Li Zedao nodded and greeted them one by one, then walked over and sat down beside his mother.

"Where's my master?" Li Zedao asked.

"Your master hasn't arrived yet." Chen Xiaomo looked at him and said with a slight smile.

Perhaps because of his appearance and personality, Li Zedao felt that he gave people a very obscene feeling when he smiled, and Li Zedao was basically sure that Ji Yuemo did not inherit his genes at all.

"After you left in the afternoon, your master said that he was a little bored and wanted to go shopping, so we separated."

"So that's the case." Li Zedao nodded and didn't say anything more. After all, with Master's coquettish appearance, just sitting there will attract countless little beauties shyly asking for their phone numbers. Chen Xiaomo, who is about the same age as him but looks good enough to be a master's father, naturally doesn't want to stay with him.

So in Li Zedao's opinion, rather than saying that Master said he was bored and wanted to go shopping, it might be better to say that Chen Xiaomo found an excuse to send Master away.

Of course, if Chen Xiaomo, who seems to have a weird personality, still doesn't have the slightest self-awareness and tends to abuse himself, then that's another matter.

Ji Yuemo glanced at Li Zedao from the corner of her eye, but her heart was full of emotion. She knew that there were many girls who had affairs with Li Zedao, such as Yang Xueer, Baili Bing, and him dunking on his back. The little girl who looked even weaker.

But what she didn't expect was that she still underestimated Li Zedao. When she arrived at the villa with her father Chen Xiaomo, she saw the row of Yingying and Yanyan standing at the door, and she even saw a familiar face.

It was Susan, the counselor of the archeology major, and there was also a big ocean horse with an unusually hot body... I was shocked decisively at the moment, and I still can't calm down until now.

What magic power does this boy have that can attract so many outstanding girls to fall in love with him, just because he is handsome enough? Is the family well-off enough? Is it good enough? Or for other reasons?

But no matter what, Ji Yuemo found himself very interested in this boy.

Xiao Qiangwei chatted with Chen Xiaomo basically about some interesting things that happened in school more than 20 years ago, but Xiao Qiangwei's eyes had a hint of sadness, and Chen Xiaomo's tone also had a little loneliness, after all, he had long since passed away. It's a different story, and Shangguan Haoyu has disappeared even more strangely, and his whereabouts are still unknown, and his life and death are unknown.

...

This is on a big tree not far from the villa where Xiao Qiangwei lived. Three shadows stood quietly on the tree trunk, like ghosts crawling out of the grave. Those ghosts in the movie are a bit like, pale white coats, with white cloths on their faces, only showing a pair of hollow eyes that seem lifeless.

"Alas..." The judge sighed heavily.

The bull head and the horse looked at each other face to face, knowing that what the judge was going to say next was... let's go!

They have come here almost every night these days, standing on this big tree, and then the judge will look at the villa with dazzling lights not far away, quietly, don't know what they are thinking, and finally see enough After thinking about it enough, he will sigh heavily and then these two words will come out...Let's go!

Sure enough, just as Niutou and Mamian expected, the judge said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go."

The next second, a lazy voice came from behind: "Your wife and children are inside, why don't you go in and have a look?"

After hearing this voice, the face of the bull-headed horse turned pale instantly, and the cold sweat on his forehead even broke out. His body tensed subconsciously, and he didn't even dare to breathe, just like the owner of the sound of breathing. It's like killing them.

The judge seemed to have known this person would appear for a long time, turned around slowly, looked at this face that hadn't changed at all in the past twenty years, his eyes already revealed the intent of killing, and said lightly: "I thought that you would show up and attack me a long time ago. If I guessed right, after Pingtung Mountain left, you followed me quietly like a maggot attached to the bone. I was right. Bar?"

Listening, the cold sweat on the forehead became even more inexplicable, and there was a feeling of "honour". After all, who can excuse the legendary "Hand of God" to follow them like this? Back? No wonder the judges are so leisurely these days, either they just find a big tree and sleep on it, or they just come to this place to stare at the villa quietly.

Wang Zi looked at this zombie-like face wrapped in white cloth and nodded, "That's right."

"Why?" asked the Judge.

"It's a stupid question for you to ask." Wang Zi said, "Of course I want to know what you want to do when you mysteriously disappeared when you abandoned your wife and son."

"You are so smart, you can even read a person's mind... What do you think I want to do?" The judge sneered, and twisted his neck, his eyes showed a hint of viciousness.

Wang Zi's voice was full of Xiao Suo: "I can probably guess that there is a person standing behind you, or a powerful force, and they are planning a big conspiracy...Who are they?"

"I have no obligation to tell you." The judge said, "Of course, you can choose to kill me. With your current strength, killing me is as easy as killing a chicken, right?"

There was more cold sweat on the foreheads of the bull's head and the horse's face. Killing the judge with the hand of God was like killing a chicken. So killing them would be like crushing an ant?

"You know, I won't kill you." Wang Zi shook his head, "If I really wanted to kill you, you would have become a real judge long ago."

"Are you afraid that if you kill me, the clue will be broken?" the judge mocked.

"No." Wang Zi shook his head and said, "The reason why I didn't kill you is because you are my brother."

"Brother? Haha... Brother?" The judge let out a very vicious laugh, "Please, don't disgust me anymore."

"Things are not what you think." Wang Zi sighed.

"Things? What's the matter?" The judge's voice was full of viciousness, and his throat became extremely hoarse as if there was a mouthful of phlegm stuck there.

"The matter about your grandpa..."

"Wang Zi, do you still have the fucking face to mention him as an old man?" The judge roared in a low voice, "How did my grandfather treat you back then? He regarded you as his own grandson, and he was closer to you than to me." , In the end...you killed him! You killed him!"

There was no special expression on Wang Zi's face, and he asked in a desolate voice, "Who told you that?"

"If you want others to not know, unless you do nothing." The judge said viciously, "The hateful thing is that my two idiot sisters are still played by you in the applause and don't know your crimes. Beloved, irony!"

"Qiangwei should be cooking, I'm going to eat." Wang Zi said, "Are you sure you don't want to go?"

"..." The bodies of Niu Tou and Ma Mian were shocked, and they just felt that they were not well. Please, the conversation should not be like this under such circumstances, should it?

The judge's eyes were full of viciousness, and he clenched his fists tightly, making a "crackling" sound like fried beans.

The heart of the bull's head and the horse's face almost jumped out of the throat, because if the judge wanted to really fight the hand of God, then they had to really become the bull's head and the horse's face.

"Say, should I tell them about your situation?" Wang Zi asked, and continued without waiting for the judge to say anything, "Stop being obsessed with obsession, otherwise, you will only bring pain to your wife and children."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zi disappeared there instantly like a ghost, as if she had never appeared before.

Only then did Niutou and Mamian exhale heavily, feeling that their backs were already drenched. The psychological pressure this person brought to them was too great, and the murderous aura on the judge was too strong So much so that their nerves were even more tense, not daring to relax.

They were already ready to bite the Onimaru out of their mouths and run away with all their might.

And with Wang Zi's departure, the judge turned his head, his eyes continued to fall on the brightly lit villa, and he didn't know what to think, but the bull head and the horse face could clearly feel the aura that permeated the judge's body. The murderous aura, so the two of them were once again chilled, and they didn't dare to breathe out. They were really afraid that the judge would transfer this murderous aura to them... This has happened too many times, but the two still can't do anything accept.

The next second, the judge turned his head, and his eyes, which seemed to be looking at the dead, looked at them quietly, so that the scalp of the bull's head and horse's face felt numb.

"I'm in a bad mood," said the judge.

"..." Niutou and Mamian's expressions froze and they almost cried like this.

"Bang! Bang!" There were two muffled sounds, and then the bull's head and the horse's face covered their stomachs and bent over, with an expression of extreme pain.