Rebirth of the supreme daughter

Since Jiang Shuxuan preached last time, Gu Xiqiao has never walked through this alley. Today, she chose here because the system has just released a task. In front of her, there is a transparent panel with a red arrow pointing to the end of the alley.

At the end, a siege is taking place.

The besieged boy was wearing a white T-shirt and his jeans were washed white. He was holding a bloody stick in his hand and was pulling it hard at the leader. He didn't have any rules. Basically, he chose one to fight in death. Obviously, he often fought and was very accurate, but there were many besieged people. He was also injured and his legs were bleeding, It must have been scratched by a knife.

These people don't look like the little gangsters Wu Hongwen met. They have ferocious tattoos on their arms and neck. It is obvious that they are really big men.

The boy should not survive.

Gu Xiqiao thought about herself and felt that the three legged Kung Fu she had learned in the past two days was not enough for these people, so she simply changed her master status. Now she is in a state of extreme unhappiness. These people came to the door - she was not polite.

Although they are ferocious, they are not the opponents of master Gu Xiqiao. With the strength of her hook, she can remove their arms.

However, when she started, she still had seven points of skill. She swam among these people, raised her hand at will and knocked them to the ground.

It feels like - walking the dog.

These people feel that they have been covered in a transparent glass cover. They want to escape, but they hit an invisible wall. They are frightened and beg for mercy. After Gu Xiqiao has had enough, they wave to let them leave.

"Aunt Xie, spare your life!" He walked away, afraid to provoke the evil star. God, is this still human!

She turned her eyes to the boy sitting in the corner resting.

"Thank you." Luo Wenlang stood up holding the wall and looked pale.

Gu Xiqiao looked at him, "you're welcome."

Get the points, turn around and go.

Luo Wenlang looked up and saw the face of saving others. His powerful brain reminded him of the man in front of him. He was stunned, "wait!"

Gu Xiqiao stopped and turned to look at him.

"I'm from the rocket class, Luo Wenlang. I know you're from our school, too. I've seen you in the canteen." Luo Wenlang took out the school card from his pocket and showed it to her.

Gu Xiqiao looked at Luo, Wen and lang. the name sounded very familiar, "then?"

"Do you have money?" He looked at Gu Xiqiao and handed her the school card in his hand. "Of course, I'll pay it back. This is your mortgage. I'm Luo Wenlang of the rocket class." He stressed again.

He looked at her, his left fist subconsciously clenched, his eyes sad and dim, almost on the edge of despair, but how could someone lend money to a stranger?

With a bitter smile, a ray of light at the bottom of my heart suddenly disappeared.

"Oh." Gu Xiqiao looked at him and didn't speak. He just squatted in place, took out his backpack and turned out a pile of money. This was the last time she took it out to buy a gift for Grandpa Xiao. Then she touched the two pockets on her pants and took out the remaining change for milk tea at noon. "How much do you need? I have only so much on me. If it's not enough, we can find an ATM."

The system analyzed that his desire to need money reached five stars, but he didn't trigger the task. Gu Xiqiao didn't know what could trigger the task system, but he still lent him the money.

No one understands this look better than her.

Luo Wenlang raised his head, looked at her for a long time, and then took the money. His fingertips trembled and counted 2528. 5 yuan, he covered his eyes with his hand, and his voice was hoarse, "that's enough."