Agent Fest

Chapter 142 [Sixth middle school has kicks and loves kicks, don't call the police]

"Don't pretend to be a white lotus in front of me. People like you are what I hate the most! You always pretend to be pitiful with tears in your eyes. Are you expecting all men in the world to eat you?" Middle-aged woman With an appearance of being stimulated by Qing Ge, he cursed.

Qing Ge's fingers in his trouser pockets stopped moving, his expression was completely suppressed, and he regained his coolness.

"Then what should we do now." Qing Ge raised his eyebrows, not feeling at all that a catastrophe was imminent.

"Hold you." The middle-aged woman showed an evil smile that didn't fit her style at all.

At this moment, Qing Ge passed the middle-aged woman and saw a white figure coming from the direction of Wenzhong Building not far away.

An Lan smiled slightly, and sure enough, she met Mo Qingge as she expected.

As soon as she waved her hand to signal Qing Ge, she saw the woman standing with her back turned around.

The evil in the woman's eyes made her widen her eyes and unconsciously take a step back.

People with such eyes are all one kind of people, they are all...

A portrait flashed in An Lan's mind, and she closed her eyes in pain.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman squinted her eyes in a friendly manner, walked towards An Lan and asked with a smile, "Hi, classmate, are you from No. [-] Middle School?"

When An Lan opened her eyes, the middle-aged woman had already come to her side.

"Yeah." An Lan replied lukewarmly.

Then, a sharp dagger was pressed against the skin of her throat.

"Take me to Class 23." The middle-aged woman approached An Lan's ear with a ghostly voice.

From the painful and itchy sensation on the skin between her throats, An Lan could tell that this was a dagger that had been cut and seen blood.

Drops of bright red blood were dripping from her snow-white skin.

Middle-aged women have no scruples at all.

Qing Ge's black and white pupils flickered slightly, and in the next second, he put his hands in his pockets, ready to leave here recklessly.

She only had a little interest in An Lan, but this interest was not enough to support her, and she stayed in No. [-] Middle School even though she knew the situation was dangerous.

Years of working as an agent made Qing Ge's heart stronger and colder inch by inch.

Her kindness will only be left to those who she thinks are worthy.

This kind of character is usually given a derogatory term by the world: selfishness.

"Do I allow you to leave?" The words of the middle-aged woman stopped Qing Ge from leaving. "Everyone in No. [-] Middle School today must not leave."

Qing Ge shrugged her shoulders, and the indifferent aura exuding from her whole body seemed to say: I will accompany you to the end.

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This section is a political class, and the whole class is drowsy under the teacher's lecture.

Qingxia propped her head on one hand, boredly looking at a sparrow on the tree outside the window, holding a pencil in the other hand.

click-

Unknowingly, the pencil was broken by Qing Xia.

Qing Xia stared blankly at the broken pencil, feeling a bad premonition in her heart.

Did she try hard?No.

At this time, the mobile phone on the table vibrated.

Until now, only Qingge knows Qingxia's mobile phone number.

Qingxia put down the broken pen and picked up the phone, there was a new text message.

Click to open.

[There are a lot of kicks in the Sixth Middle School, don't call the police]

"Qingge!" Qing Xia suddenly stood up and roared, and the chair fell to the ground with a "bang".

The politics teacher was shaking his head and clutching his textbook to read, when Qingxia's sudden roar scared his books away.

"This classmate..." The political teacher adjusted his glasses frame and wanted to criticize Qing Xia, but saw her rushing out of the classroom in panic.

(End of this chapter)