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Lin Tao knows that he will eventually have time to leave school. If the two meters taller man finds himself and wants to show himself the big fist of the casserole... he can only book a bed in a familiar hospital by the window, ventilation and scenery before seeing which model of casserole this fist is big.

So he totally shrugged and smiled bitterly with Song Shuhang and Nanhao on the roof of the dormitory.

Behind his back, several of his roommates were curious, but Nan Hao's big chunk was there. Several roommates didn't dare to ask anything more. Fearing being caught up in Lin Tao was not in the middle of it.

Though I want to help Lin Tao, there is a feeling that there is something left over but not the strength.

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Like Song Shuhang dormitory, the roof here is also locked, Song Shuhang has no key...

But it's okay, it's not his dorm.

In the eyes of Nan Hao and Lin Tao Dao, Song Shuhang grabbed the door lock and pulled it off easily. The door lock was then pulled off along with the fixed screws.

It's as easy as pulling leaves.

This is no longer a powerful thing to describe, this is a dragon beast.

Lin Tao had to chill.

Stepping onto the roof, Song Shuhang sank and said: "Now, tell me, who asked you to check my data? ”

“I don't know that guy.” Lin Tao laughed bitterly. Indeed, the opening of the Book and Sail was to ask this question. This is the last question he wants to run into because he doesn't know the answer!

When his voice dropped, he saw Song Shuhang with a cold face.

Lin Tao hurriedly remedied, and he hung his head and remembered: “Wait, I can probably remember what he looked like. Approximately one head taller than me, about one meter, eight, three, three; um, skinny, long arms. Obviously a bigger amputation than a normal person, like a long-armed ape. The whole face was not clearly seen because of the pair of sunglasses on the face. Lips are thick, kind of like swollen sausages. ”

“Is that all?” Song Shuhang's face is as repressed as a volcano, and he is ready to erupt.

“And a little more! Though the other spokesperson went through some disguise, I could still hear his own accent, which should be in the vicinity of J City and the Gangnam area. Because I lived there when I was a kid, and I was very sensitive to the accent.” Lin Tao hastened.

The neighborhood adjacent to J City and Jiangnan area, which is the area of Luoxin neighborhood.

Is it because of the ghost? Song Shuhang's heart is already hidden to be sure.

“Other than that, I don't know much more. And I didn't reveal much information about you, just your place and a few of your friends, and a few immediate family members. This information is known to your classmates at school. And it can be done through the campus network. I couldn't find anything else on the school network. By the way... this is the reward that the man gave me, I now give it all back to you..." Lin Tao anxiously drew a dozen red tickets from his pocket and looked forward to receiving Song Shuhang's understanding.

When I saw this dozen red votes, Song Shuhang's last mental muscle collapsed.

Because of this money, they gave their information in detail to a stranger who did not know the details. Killed him. Even... if we don't fix this soon, his family and friends will be threatened with their lives.

Damn it!

Song Shuhang grabbed Lin Tao's collar and pulled him hard towards himself. He held his fist in his right hand and hit him hard in the face.

This is a forbidden technique in boxing, called friendship broken punch!

Lin Tao was beaten and jumped out, spitting blood in his mouth and clamping a broken tooth.

Shot in the face was more quickly swollen.

This is still Song Shuhang's final hardness is to recover most of his boxing power. Otherwise, now he has a punch of anger. One punch can make Lin Tao seriously injured in bed, and life cannot take care of itself.

Now he just broke a few teeth, plus a reddish face, is already the result of Song Shuhang's efforts to restrain himself.

Lin Tao was bored, and half of them cried because of the pain. But the redness of the face, combined with the fact that half of the teeth were struck down, even the crying sounded strange and made a less loud noise.

“From now on, everything about me better be wiped out of your head. Otherwise, next time, it's not as simple as taking a punch.” Song Shuhang wipes the blood off his fist: “As for your own face and teeth, find a way to explain yourself to others. You can knock it off yourself or you can fall and touch it. Anyway, don't get involved with me anymore. I hope I never see you again. ”

There is no next time. If there is another time, Song Shuhang really cannot guarantee that he will not overact. Even Buddha can only stand it three times, right?

Song Shuhang and Nanhao left violently.

Only Lin Tao could cry on the roof, and the red ticket on the ground sprinkled the ground. I wonder if these red tickets are enough for him to put back half his teeth? The dentist is looking very expensive right now.

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“When I say Book Sailing, are you afraid that Lin Tao will turn around and tell the school that you beat him to death? And the school forced you out of school or something?” Nanhao suddenly wondered.

“Well, I'm not scared at all.” Song Shuhang accidentally calmed down.

Somehow, his calm gave Nanhao a bad feeling.

“'Cause I would never admit I beat him. And..." Song Shuhang turned his head and looked at Nanhao. “Why do you think I let you stay here with me? ”

“What do you mean? Didn't I bring you here myself?” Nan Hao felt something was wrong.

“You said you and I who stand out?” Song Shuhang agreed.

Nan Hao shouted, “You pit me? ”

“Well, I pitted you.” Song Shuhang nodded: “Don't you like hitting me? ”

Hit your sister, and I'll be the only one hanged by you. Where did I hit you?

Nan Hao bit his teeth and turned to run back toward the roof. He felt it was necessary to threaten Lin Tao's classmate in more detail to prevent him from having a fever and doing something he shouldn't have done.

The sky, the sun duke, climbed hard to the sky and continued to wave its light and heat selflessly. In fact, in this hot weather, everyone is looking forward to a public service strike for a day or two.

Song Shuhang arrived at the pharmacist's residence while he was still in class.

He has too many questions to ask a senior pharmacist.

At this time, there is an ancient Volkswagen Santana parked in that unique three five-story suite courtyard. It's the kind of old Santana that was used to drive school cars more than a decade ago. These cars were completely withdrawn from the market many years ago for reasons such as aging.

Didn't expect anyone to drive this thing now? Song Shuhang is a little suspicious that this thing is not allowed on the road now.

“A guest?” He felt the key in his heart and was ready to open the door.

At this time, the door was opened step by step.

A woman with long shoulder hair walked out of the house, small in shape, about a metre and a half. However, the momentum is strong, with a tiger touring the mountains every step of the way.

She glanced at Song Shuhang and went to the old Santana to open the trunk and pull out an alchemy furnace about a cubic metre in size.

Later, she lifted her legs and kicked her way into the alchemy furnace, making a tragic buzz.

The girl doesn't seem to be in a good mood, and her temper looks bad.

“Anger values have exploded.” Song Shuhang's heart is a little trembling. I feel like I'm still avoiding this girl.

Just as Song Shuhang was preparing to sneak into the house looking for a pharmacist, there was a noise behind him.

Then, the kicked furnace actually swelled up as quickly as it inflated, and in the blink of an eye, it grew to about the size of the body of the car.

Kick a leg and it gets bigger?

Is it a method of compressing object volume?

Thousands of ways, mysterious, only you can't imagine. This is the monk!