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The two girls behind them seem to be unable to deal with such a character. In fact, they don't know that the other party is really embarrassed to death when they see them.

"Let's talk about it, what are you doing here, Timberza?"

Xue Nao glanced at Bachan: "Who is it?"

The white-haired fat man made a gesture of drawing his sword in a magnificent manner: "I am General Jianhao, and so is Yoshihiro Zamuza! Face the wind!"

Biqigu looked at his stupid appearance and was silent. Xuenai is the Minister, she should be the one at this time.

The girl understood this kind of silent silence, and suddenly realized that she really had a tacit understanding with this dead fish eye, she coughed softly: "This classmate, what's the matter with you here? Are you a friend of Biqigu?"

The boy shook his head: "We are not friends."

Friends are not meant to be handed in. For some people, if a friend sells for 50 cents, he might make a fortune.

There are not many friends than Qigu, and even fewer friends. This white-haired fat man is not a friend in any case. They are grouped into a group in physical education class-it is not cute that they can communicate in physical form in physical education class. The boy is not a cute girl, but such a pile of fat, how upset he thinks.

"Neither, nor..."

The fat man on the other side put a bag differently: "We are not friends, we... are all alone."

The voice was so low that it couldn't be lower, making people feel that his plump figure had become so depressed.

"By the way, Yawata, is the Ministry of Service here?"

Biqigu glanced at him. He pointed his finger and looked at the minister who was aside.

The Minister flirted with his hair and his aura opened up: "Yes, this is the Ministry of Service."

Zaimuza looked at her for a few seconds, then turned his gaze to Hachichan, and laughed loudly: "Sure enough! If it's like what Hiratsuka-sensei said, Hachiman, you are obliged to fulfill my wish. "

"This is easy, don't you keep shouting about going to the second element? I will buy you a rope, it's easy..."

Timberza held his mouth angrily, but Yukino didn't intend to let him go. The brilliance of the setting sun fell on the snow elf-like girl's face: "We can't realize your wish! It's just a help!"

The fat man with his arms around his chest looked at her again, and once again turned his gaze on the dead fisheye who was hiding from the side watching the excitement: "Huh huh! Then Yahata, help me!"

I feel that this guy is totally afraid to talk in front of Yukino...

Hachiman-kun turned his head to look at Yukino’s pretty face, and a subtle smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Xuno is right, we can only help with this kind of thing, just like I can only help her complete the conception, can you? It depends on her to give birth to a child..."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was quiet...

Even the wind doesn't dare to blow anymore...

The fat man had a big mouth wide open, his throat was full of ho-ho sounds, and he was obviously shocked to the extreme.

Yuihama Yui was shocked and blushed.

Only Xuexia was still cold, and she stared at the boy next to her blankly, with a calm tone: "What did you just say?"

Hachiman-kun turned his face indifferently: "I'm just making an analogy."

The girl's thin eyebrows frowned: "You are sexual harassment, I can call the police."

The young man took out his cell phone blankly and began to make a call.

Yukino frowned tighter: "What are you doing?"

Hachiman-kun sneered coldly: "Aren't you going to call the police, I'll help you... Mosimosi, may I ask--"

The girl snatched the phone before she finished speaking.

A hint of anger appeared on her delicate face: "How stingy are you?"

I looked at the screen and almost fainted...

The call for the police is...

911...

How could the Japanese police call be such a thing!

Xue Nao took a deep breath and forced herself to throw his phone out of the window. She didn't dare to throw it, but the other party kept staring at her bag, the threat was obvious.

If you dare to throw my phone, I dare to throw you down with the bag and the person!

Reminiscent of his appearance at noon, even Yukino under Xuexia had to persuade herself to not care about neurosis.

He took the phone with a sneer, and the tycoon who had faintly become the leader of Wu Gaoyi turned his head to look at Yoshihiro Zamu who was still in a state of astonishment: "Go on."

The fat man coughed, looked at the girl whose face was blue and was obviously sulking, raised her chubby right hand, and weakly asked, "Am I a bit redundant here?"

Biqigu knew what he was thinking, and waved his hand indifferently: "They are not my girlfriends, the pink hair over there is an eldest wife..."

"You are an eight-po, a mere autistic man..."

Yuihama Yui retorted quietly, but unfortunately the two boys ignored her at all.

"This looks very powerful. The one who you dare not even say to her is Xuexia from the bitch class and also the minister of the Ministry of Service."

Xuexia of the bitch class cast an indifferent look at the "I know you don't need to explain" Zamuzu, his eyes were extremely cold.

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Chapter 26 Am I a gentleman?

If I were to describe a fat man in a literary way, I could describe it well in four words.

"It's hard to fly with wings."

It's so heavy, it's so capricious!

Cai Muzuo is more willful, he is not only a fat man, but also a literary fat paper...

"Zai Muzuo, Group C in his second year of high school. His hobbies are reading, video games, reading comics, and surfing the Internet-yes, he is an otaku. He is an otaku. He is good at swordsmanship and writing based on his calluses. Special subjects: Japanese history. The number of times..."

"shut up!"

Mr. Timberza shouted profusely, "Hachiman, you work for the CIA, right?"

Biqigu sat on a stool boredly and waved his hands casually: "A friend taught me a little about criminal investigation..."

There is a stack of white paper in his hand with some words densely written on it. This is the manuscript of Cai Muzuo's novel.