burst god

Chapter 16

Chapter 16

Ok?

Gan Duochao looked at Lu Ze, and said sarcastically, "You should take this package of snacks back to your parents."

Lu Ze didn't care, he smiled and extended his hand, his eyes filled with encouragement.

--Please.

This means, he expresses very clearly.

Director Gan's eyes narrowed, he snorted coldly, and grabbed the hemp rope with one hand.

Boo!

A cracking sound.

The kraft paper was torn open, and 20 bundles of brand-new banknotes appeared in front of them with the scent of ink, and the hanging arm was frozen in mid-air.

This feeling is like putting a small dried fish in front of a hungry cat, arousing an appetite that can no longer be hidden in the belly.

Gan Duochao's pupils shrank, and he finally looked up at the young man in front of him, with a smile on his face for the first time.

"Okay!—" A full-fledged compliment.

"As expected of a young talent!"

"With the deposit of 20 yuan, and the remaining balance of 80 yuan, the queue will be about 13 months."

"I'll give you a note, go to the first floor to pay the fee, let's go."

Director Gan's words brought a touch of kindness, as if the previous indifference never existed.

"Huh? What's your expression? Why are you still standing still?"

"No, I think Director Gan, you seem to have misunderstood." Lu Ze spread his hands and said with a smile, "This deposit is not for the hospital, but for you personally."

"Hey!~~~"

After taking a deep breath, Gan Duo Chao stood up abruptly with his hands on the table.

"What did you say!?"

The sun shines into the edge of the window, evenly sprinkled on the desk, against Lu Ze's slightly childish face, like a god.

In Gan Duochao's eyes, this young man now exudes an alluring luster belonging to the God of Wealth!

"As you think." Lu Ze spread his hands forward gently, and the smile on his face was elegant and decent.

"—2 months!!"

A certain director roared loudly, causing the water in the teacup to ripple.

"No, I can use my authority up to... 45 days!"

At this moment, Director Gan looked like a man with lofty ideals who was desperate for his beliefs, with iron determination in his eyes.

"However, little brother... By the way, what do you call your brother?"

"Lu Ze."

"Brother Lu, this is really my fastest speed."

Lu Ze nodded and said peacefully, "Then I wonder if you can guarantee me that the full payment will be delivered after 45 days?"

"Of course there's no problem! Let's leave a communication method first, and I'll notify you as soon as it arrives." Director Gan's words were completely his own, and he deliberately whispered: "Brother Lu, hurry up, after all this kind of goods Materials are always in short supply.”

"Okay." After the bracelets touched each other, Lu Ze stepped back and said softly, "Then don't bother the director, just stay."

After speaking, Lu Ze turned his head and walked away. The youth's neatness was in stark contrast to the 20 bundles of cash left on the table.

At the moment when Lu Ze was about to leave the office, Director Gan finally couldn't help it and asked aloud, "Aren't you afraid that I won't accept the account?"

The palm that pressed down half the doorknob stopped, Lu Ze's mouth tickled, and then he opened the door and walked out.

In the office, only the young man's soft words echoed in his ears.

"You will not."

Calm and natural to the extreme.

The flowery smile on Gan Duochao's face quickly disappeared, staring in the direction where Lu Ze left, without blinking for a long time.

From beginning to end, the pressure that Lu Ze brought him was...

huge.

"It's so wicked, how much I am afraid of a high school student? What a joke!"

"Forget it, after all, it's all about credibility when I do someone."

The wonderful idea that just happened by chance disappeared in the bottom of my heart, Gan Duochao raised his wrist and dialed a series of numbers on the projection.

A low voice resounded in the office.

"Hey."

"I'm Gan Duochao of Shangnan City Combat Association Medical Center, number S7745, applying for A-level expert authority..."

……

……

Lu Ze, who walked out of the hospital, was still the sunny, free-spirited appearance with his pockets in his pockets, and he had not changed at all from before he entered Zhanxie Hospital.

The 20 yuan obtained in the danger of life and death was sent out, but it was as unsympathetic as a few pieces of waste paper.

Actually, there is nothing to worry about. Money is only useful if it is spent on ideas, otherwise it is waste paper if you hold it in your hands.

Raise your wrists, 16:40.

"A-Ming should get out of school."

After muttering to himself, Lu Ze walked towards Tingluo District No. [-] Junior High School with a gentle face.

……

3 kilometers away from Shangnan Zhanxie Medical Center, the school bell of Tingluo No. 17 Junior High School rang on time at 00:[-], and the originally peaceful campus was instantly filled with laughter and laughter.

The resident students rushed to the cafeteria with hungry stomachs, the boys with excess energy rushed to the basketball court, the football field, and the martial arts academy.

However, don't be fooled by what you see from a distance.

After all, this is a school in Tingluo District, and it is a school located in the red-brown district.

So, you don't need to be surprised when you see those guys wearing jackets and dyed hair, riding modified heavy machines with a two-foot machete on their waists.

The girl who was wearing a school uniform with a pure face one second, took off her jacket the next second, exposed her tattooed arms and turned into a little sister, and they all hugged their boyfriends and looked at each other in disapproval.

This is the red-brown area of ​​Liberty City, which is full of violence and crime. It is more like a jungle than a jungle. It is cold and the strong prey on the weak.

In the lively crowd, a thin teenager in a blue school uniform limped towards the door with a cane. The sleeves and collar were partially starched and white, and the wide school uniform swung with his body was a bit funny. Ridiculous, buried in the crowd and unremarkable.

Even looking from a distance, he could only see that the heavy schoolbag on his back was so conspicuous, like a turtle shell.

The thin young man lowered his head and walked carefully along the edge, avoiding everyone as much as possible. For the past two years, he has become accustomed to being ridiculed and ridiculed by the people around him.

Even when others bumped into him, in order to avoid unnecessary disputes and cause family concerns, he would whisper sorry.

The thin young man who moved forward cautiously was like a fallen leaf in the turbulent currents, moving forward hard and strong, so he did not notice a cold stare from behind.

"The way, I saw the lame man."

In front of the rockery, a boy with a skull pendant on his neck pointed to the front and spoke sarcastically. On his right side, there were two people smoking cigarettes recklessly. The face that should have been full of sunshine and youth was only indifferent.

"Walk."

The tall boy standing in the middle sneered, threw half of the cigarette on the ground and crushed it, picked up his schoolbag with one hand, and cut straight into the crowd.

"Go away."

A tall boy with ear studs was suddenly knocked away, and there was a pain in his waist with his elbow, and his eyes filled with suffocation, he turned around and was about to scold: "Who is he... Brother Lin?"

The tall boy was stunned, the anger on his face solidified, and he didn't know what to do.

At the age of 15, Lin Zhidao, who was already 180 cm tall, didn't even look at the tall and thin boy who was pushed away by him. He just stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the other's face, swiping it at will.

"roll."

The tall boy was pushed to a stagger in an extremely insulting manner. He was angry but didn't dare to say a word. He just bowed and kept nodding his head in apology.

What a joke, this is the school bully of the 7th class of the third grade, the second son of the Lin Group in Heishui Street, Tingluo District, Lin Zhidao.

thump.

thump.

The crutches were rhythmically touching the ground. Lu Ming had limped out of the school gate and was walking towards the roadside against the wall.

Suddenly, there were several voices approaching quickly in his ears, and Lu Ming subconsciously wanted to turn around and move to the side of the road.

Yet one foot kicked at his underarm crutch at a faster rate.

Snapped!

The armpit crutches flew in response, and Lu Ming fell heavily to the ground, his palms rubbed red.

"Huh? It's Lu Cripple."

A voice of astonishment that could not be more fake sounded.

Lu Ming turned around reluctantly and saw three sarcastic faces looking at him.

 Rolling and streaking thanks for the reward of "Little Little Round Face"! ! !

  Thank you for the rewards of "It's so handsome I haven't seen it", "Hefeng House", "Dawacili", "Being Fatty Kneeling 50 Times", "The Weakest Monster" and "Qiangong"! !

  

 

(End of this chapter)

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