The Reckless Man Started by Breaking Through Shawshank

At this moment, there was a sudden scream from outside the house.

Wu Xingzhi's expression suddenly changed: "Fuck, you actually stole your home!"

It was too late to go downstairs through the entrance of the attic, Wu Xingzhi slammed directly on the wooden wall in a circle, and the sun suddenly shone along the wooden wall, without pausing, Wu Xingzhi punched again, and soon smashed a hole big enough to get out. .

Ignoring the sharp wooden thorns, Wu Xingzhi drilled straight out of the hole,

In front of the gate, standing beside Asami Ling was a girl with black hair reaching her waist and wearing the same school uniform.

The two surprised faces stared at him blankly.

Chapter 11 Kawakami is a bit extroverted

"..."

The three of them were silent for a moment, and the black-haired female voice suddenly laughed. She stretched out her finger and poked at the waist of Qian Jianling: "Ling Jiang, didn't you say you live alone?"

This woman was not frightened by the scene where Wu Xingzhi directly broke through the wall and jumped down, but instead stared at Wu Xingzhi with interest, her eyes were straight and charming.

"Ah..." Asa Jianling didn't know what to say for a moment, just now he was disheveled because his friend suddenly appeared, so he was startled, but he didn't expect the other party to jump directly from the upstairs.

The black-haired woman didn't seem to care about Qianjianling's answer, walked up with light steps, and stretched out a shallow jade hand: "I have seen you, your name is Wu... Xingzhi, right? I don't quite understand your Chinese names, should I call you Mr. Wu, or should I call you—"

She licked her lips and leaned over, her bright lips exhaled hot air and sprayed on Wu Xingzhi's earlobe, saying every word: "Xing, Zhi, Jun?"

Wu Xingzhi squinted his eyes, the other party's beautiful face was in front of him, and a beautiful mole under his left eye was particularly attractive.

Looking down, because the distance is very close, you can see that the other party has deliberately loosened a button under the shirt, and the spring is infinite.

Aware of Wu Xingzhi's gaze, the woman raised her chest slightly without shyness.

Wu Xingzhi raised the corner of his mouth slightly and spit out three words:

"Leave far away."

Asa Jianling hurriedly ran over, grabbed the woman's arm, leaned close to the other party's ear, and said softly, "Kawakami-san, be careful, this person is a bit..."

Before she could finish her words, she saw Wu Xingzhi's gaze coming over, and she was as stagnant as a quail.

"It's time for breakfast."

Wu Xingzhi said lightly, turned around and opened the door of the house.

Asa Jianling hurriedly jumped, followed in the footsteps, then stopped, turned to the woman and said, "Kawakami-kun, I won't go to school with you today, you go first."

The woman stood there, smiled, and said, "It's okay, Ling sauce."

"Also, we are such a good friend, why are you still so close? You can just call me by my name."

Seeing a trace of embarrassment on Ling Ling's face, he hesitated for a while, and said, "Then... classmate Fujiang?"

"Just call it Fujiang Jiang." The woman waved her hand, glanced at Wu Xingzhi's back who had already walked into the house, smiled, and turned to leave.

Seeing the other person's figure round the corner, Asa Jianling turned around quickly, walked into the house, and saw Wu Xingzhi sitting on the sofa.

"Sorry, Mr. Wu, Kawakami is a little outgoing, but she is a good girl, you..." She bit her lip, "Don't do anything to her!"

Wu Xingzhi opened his eyes slightly: "I don't care."

"Get ready, let's move out."

The ghosts in this house are really troublesome. Although they can't hurt him, the mission target is too fragile. Before he can't completely eliminate the other party, Wu Xingzhi would rather choose a simpler method.

"Ah?" Qian Jianling was shocked, not knowing why the other party suddenly mentioned this, and blurted out: "Impossible!"

' Wu Xingzhi sneered: "I just inform you that you have no choice."

Wu Xingzhi asked himself that his attitude towards the mission goal was already very soft. If it wasn't to ensure her life, he wouldn't want to worry about this mess.

Asami opened his mouth, and finally snorted, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

There was a sound of locking the side sliding door, and then the sound of water flowing.

With Wu Xingzhi's ear, all the movements in the bathroom could not escape his ears, he stood up and shook his head.

"Let's find something to eat first."

When I opened the refrigerator, there were a lot of ingredients neatly placed in it. Looking at the prices, it seemed that they were all cheap products temporarily processed by the supermarket, and most of them were on the verge of expiration.

"It's true that I haven't cooked for a long time. It seems that the cooking skills that have been dusty for many years can come in handy again."

Wu Xingzhi frowned, but he still swept out all the ingredients in the refrigerator.

Next to the living room is the semi-open kitchen. Wu Xingzhi opened the fire, poured all the ingredients into it, and then added a large ladle of water.

No matter what the ingredients are, there is always something wrong with simmering.

When Qian Jianling walked out with her wet hair and her still wrinkled school uniform, she saw Wu Xingzhi sitting on the sofa, holding a pot in one hand and eating happily.

"..."

She walked a few steps, and the fragrance emanating from her body made Wu Xingzhi raise his head unconsciously and look over.

The wet hair was attached to the slender and fair neck, and there were a few naughty ends of the hair that even climbed in along the collar. The shirt was opened with two buttons, and you could see the water droplets on the collarbone, which were smooth. skin, slowly sliding down.

The other party bent slightly and looked into the pot.

You can see more details of the hair, it is empty inside, the lace from last night has disappeared, and the black hair is meandering along the curve of the white and tender skin.

"This... what is this thing?" Qian Jianling's face turned blue.

The pot is mixed with various indescribable items, paste together, and the color is strange.

Wu Xingzhi took a big mouthful with no expression on his face.

The taste is really bad, but he can even swallow the rations in the Shawshank Prison confinement room. To this extent, there is no problem at all.

Qianjian Lingqing couldn't help covering her mouth and turned her head away.

"Come on?" Wu Xingzhi picked up the pot and asked.

"Ha, ha-" Qian Jianling waved his hands again and again: "It's not necessary!"

She walked over to the refrigerator, opened it, and changed her face.

"I...what about my ingredients?"

"I work hard every day to compete with the Obasan. What about the ingredients for the next week that I have collected so hard?"

She turned her head to look at the pot in Wu Xingzhi's hand.

"Mr. Wu, don't tell me, it's all in your pot—"

Wu Xingzhi didn't look up, the bottom of the pot was facing her, and he opened his mouth and poured all the food in the pot into his stomach.

Although not full, but at least not hungry.

"..."

Asami-san clenched her fist tightly, her teeth rattling.

Hold back, don't get angry.

It's useless to get angry anyway, it may irritate the other party.

After taking a few deep breaths on the spot, Asami finally recovered, closed the refrigerator door heavily, and walked upstairs with her legs raised.

Wu Xingzhi raised his head slightly and said, "What are you going to do?"

"As a high school girl—" Asami's words seemed to come out of her teeth: "I think I still have the right to change my clothes after taking a shower, right?"

"What, are you coming to watch?"

Wu Xingzhi nodded and just said, "If there is anything wrong, call me directly."

After a pause, he continued: "I'm talking about the ghosts in this house—"

"I see!" Qian Jianling interrupted Wu Xingzhi's words, and finally couldn't restrain his mood, and a pair of big eyes glared at him with anger:

"Jia coconut, right?"

"Perverted! Disgusting!"

"I've had enough of your weird XP, you don't have to make up some stories to scare me, just do whatever you want!"

Chapter 12 Poor old man

Residential road.

Wu Xingzhi was still wearing the one-piece light blue overalls, and Asa Jianling, who was next to him, had changed into a clean school uniform, and looked no different from the female high school students walking by.

She tilted her head, not daring to look at Wu Xingzhi's face.

After venting just now, I felt relieved, but after I calmed down, I realized that in my current situation, this kind of behavior is no different from a kitten provocative in front of a tiger.

Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to have any intention of pursuing it.

"I was too complacent." Qian Jianling silently reflected in his heart: "Because the other party didn't do anything to him at night, did he actually let his guard down?"

"Don't forget that the other party is a murderous fugitive, he must have an unknown purpose, and he must not let his guard down!"

When the two walked to the crossroads, Wu Xingzhi saw an old lady in a padded jacket standing on the side of the road.

The old lady turned her head, her wrinkled face showed a weird smile, and she waved at Wu Xingzhi.

At night, I don't even think that in the daytime, there are people all around, all dressed in cool summer clothes, the old lady is wearing a cotton jacket in contrast, and the contrast is immediately prominent.

And it seems that the eyes of the people on both sides have never been fixed on the old lady, it seems that the other side does not exist.

"Another ghost-"

Wu Xingzhi narrowed his eyes.

The ghost in the haunted house hadn't been settled yet, and Wu Xingzhi had no interest in provoking another one, so he simply ignored her and walked forward without looking sideways.

Qian Jianling bit her lip, looked at Wu Xingzhi's face, hesitated for a moment, and walked towards the old lady.

"Huh?" Wu Xingzhi grabbed the opponent's arm.

Qian Jianling turned around and said, "This old man seems to need help—"