Raiders of Abuse Scum

  Chapter 2407 This killer is not too cold 7

"I know, I can't do it." Jiujiu laughed at herself: "I will see my parents' faces as soon as I close my eyes. I can't face my parents' death so calmly, so I have to Give them revenge. Since you don't want to help me, can you give me the contact information of other people? Is it always okay for me to ask them to help me get revenge?"

   "Flying Bird is the number one killer list. Unless he falls down, no one wants to pick up your order." Meng Ke said lightly, "Besides, do you have enough money?"

  Jiujiu looked at Meng Ke, took a deep breath, and said, “As long as you are willing to work hard, there are more solutions than difficulties, and Mr. Meng is willing to help me, right?”

  Since Meng Ke said he is a friend of his parents, when should this relationship be used at this time?

  Meng Ke had no idea that Jiujiu would mention the relationship between him and her parents at this moment, and he laughed out of nowhere.

   is really an extremely witty little girl, knowing that she is not willing to take orders, so she can use favors to threaten her.

  However, what made him want to laugh more was that he actually wanted to help Jiujiu.

Meng Ke chuckled lightly, looked at Jiujiu and said, "In this case, I will help you once. However, now Asuka is ranked first on the killer list, and no one will take orders for the time being, but if you are willing to wait When he falls, I can help you contact the killer who is number one in the ranking, but please ask for at least three million at a time. Do you have this money?"

  Nanyuan’s parents had money in their hands, but all the money had been donated when they were not washing their hands.

  In their words, it is to accumulate good fortune for Nanyuan. Although the accidental death of the two of them may lose some money, the ratio of the money to three million is not enough.

  Meng Ke looked at Jiujiu's brows frowning after hearing about 3 million, and was quite curious about how Jiujiu was going to get 3 million.

   Jiujiu looked down and thought for a while, and then had a general plan in his heart.

  Since no one wants to take orders now, she will wait until Asuka falls off the list. The current priority is to save money.

She has more than one million in her hands. If she sells the house, it will be about 2.3 million. That is to say, she wants to hire the number one killer and needs to make at least more than 70. ten thousand.

  For a girl who is still in her freshman year, seven hundred thousand is an astronomical figure.

   Jiujiu sighed, and after saying thank you in a low voice to Meng Ke, he prepared to take a taxi back to school.

  Meng Ke grabbed Jiujiu’s arm, looked at Jiujiu’s eyes deeply, and said, “The school is not safe. I will send you back tomorrow. Don’t worry, it won’t delay your class.”

  Although Meng Ke’s words sounded like an explanation, the strength of his palm on Jiujiu’s wrist clearly told Jiujiu.

  She must stay here tonight.

   Jiujiu: "Then trouble Mr. Meng."

   "I am your father's friend, I should." Meng Ke raised his hand to touch the top of Jiujiu's hair, and said in a soft voice: "I am your father's friend. You will call me Uncle Meng from now on."

  Jiujiu: "Mr. Meng is young, so it is a bit weird to call Uncle, I will call you Teacher Meng from now on."

  Jiujiu did not want to call Uncle Meng Ke, and she also knew that Meng Ke did not want to listen to her calling the teacher, so the two stepped back.

The two words   teacher are more neutral than Mr. Yu’s unfamiliarity and uncle’s intimacy.

  Obviously, Meng Ke also knows that Jiu Jiu’s call to the teacher is the biggest step backwards. Well, it’s a default.

  Meng Ke took Jiujiu to the guest room, told Jiujiu that she would sleep here tonight, then turned and left.

  This house is the same as the outside. The main color is white. If it weren't for the pungent smell of disinfectant, Jiujiu would think it was a hospital.

  In this room, just like the outside, thick black-out curtains are used to prevent any light from coming through where there are windows.

  And, just a glance, Jiujiu saw three cameras.

  It seemed that Meng Ke was not as harmless as he showed. At least, he didn't believe in himself at all.

   Jiujiu pretended not to see the camera, and pushed open the bathroom door.

  What Jiujiu didn’t expect was that Meng Ke didn’t install a camera in the bathroom, which was the last bit of conscience.

When   Jiujiu came out of the bathroom, she happened to meet Meng Ke who was about to go out.

  Seeing Jiujiu come out, Meng Ke pointed to the pajamas he put on the bed and said to Jiujiu: "I didn't wear this pajamas. You can make do with it tonight."

   Jiujiu smiled: "Thank you, Teacher Meng."

   Hearing Jiu Jiu calling himself Teacher Meng, Meng Ke’s eyes flickered and said, “It’s too early, so you should rest early. I will send you back to school tomorrow morning.”

   Jiujiu obediently responded, and went to the bathroom with Meng Ke’s pajamas on the bed.

  Seeing Jiujiu to the bathroom, Meng Ke turned and left.

  After taking a shower, Jiujiu pretended not to know that there was a camera in the house, got into the bed, and soon fell asleep.

  After Jiujiu fell asleep, Meng Ke quietly came to Jiujiu's house through the secret grid, stood in front of the window, and watched Jiujiu's peaceful sleeping face.

  A long time, a long time.

  Jiujiu woke up the next day, put on clothes, opened the door after washing, and then saw Meng Ke walking out of the kitchen wearing an apron.

   Seeing Jiujiu come out, Meng Ke smiled and said, "Get up, come and have breakfast."

  Breakfast should be light,

  Meng Ke only cooked white porridge, accompanied by two cold side dishes, one boiled egg per person, just right.

  When Jiujiu reached for the boiled egg, Meng Ke took the first to get the boiled egg into the palm of his hand.

  Meng Ke’s fingers are very beautiful, thin and long, and the joints of the joints are not very thick. They don't look like the hands of a killer at all, but like the hands of an artist.

  In Meng Ke's hands, the round boiled egg is like a well-behaved and sensible child. With a gentle peel, the shell will fall off the egg, revealing a white and tender boiled egg.

  Meng Ke stuffed the boiled egg into Jiujiu's hand, smiling gently and said: "Eat slowly, there is not enough in the pot."

  Meng Ke’s speech is like an ordinary parent of a child, peeling boiled eggs for the child, and caring about whether the child has enough food.

   Jiujiu obediently hmmed, took a bite of the boiled egg, and ate slowly.

  Compared to Jiujiu’s delicate demeanor, Meng Ke had to eat boiled eggs a lot more boldly. He threw a boiled egg into his mouth and swallowed the boiled egg with two chews.

  Meng Ke finished eating, and smiled at Jiujiu and said, “It’s still a girl who eats delicately, not like me, like a big boss.”

   "How could Ms. Meng be a big boss?" Jiujiu looked at Meng Ke with a smile and said, "As far as I know, there are many girls in our school who have a crush on you."

  (End of this chapter)