Chapter 130 Kazushi Kinda’s Ambition

"Qiong, have you had dinner?" Aokiji knocked on the door.

"No." Qiong's voice was a little unclear.

Aokiji asked with a wry smile: "Then what do you want to eat? Can I cook it for you?"

Qiong seemed to think about it in the room before replying: "Whatever."

Aokiji sighed and knocked on the door again: "Can I come in?"

"Whatever." Qiong's voice became much clearer.

Aokiji pushed the door open and saw Qiong who was stuffing the snack bag under the computer desk.

Qiong was caught by Aoki Si doing what he was doing. With a very calm expression, he took up the snack bag that he was about to secretly throw away and threw it beside the computer desk: "What's wrong?"

"Don't just eat snacks when you're hungry." Aokiji walked up to her dumbfounded, rubbed her head under her somewhat disgusted eyes, and picked up the snack bag on her table: "Throw it away after eating. Inside the garbage bag, didn’t I just clean the trash can in your house for you?”

Qiong stared at the computer screen and spoke in a relaxed tone. A pair of white calves covered with white stockings were swinging back and forth on the high chair without touching the ground, looking in a good mood: "It's too troublesome."

"Oops." Qiong covered his head, turned around, puffed up his face angrily, and stared at Aoki Si without saying a word.

Aokiji retracted the finger that had just flicked her head. Looking at her cute expression, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "If you continue like this, how are you going to get married in the future?"

"Idiot." Qiong snorted, sat down on the chair, and said casually while playing the game: "I don't plan to get married."

Aokiji stretched out his hand pitifully, and ruffled her soft silver hair while she was looking at her with her mouth puffed out and looking unhappy: "That won't work. If you are seventy or eighty years old and still need me to take care of you, my old arms and legs will be damaged by that time." Yes, how come you are so busy?"

"Oh" Qiong's face turned red, but he didn't say much.

Live to be seventy or eighty? Qiong smiled self-deprecatingly, but his expression showed no signs of loss.

Aokiji always felt that she had become much stronger and more mature since the last time he had a chat with Qiong. He was relieved and felt a little pity for her. Using his fingers to straighten her silver hair again, Aokiji said gently: "I'm going to cook. I'll remember to come down and eat later."

"Yeah." Qiong nodded.

Aokiji turned around and went downstairs. Qiong stared at the place where he left for a long time before turning back to focus on the game.

If I can live to be seventy or eighty years old, then I will depend on you for the rest of my life. You said you would take care of me anyway. Qiong was shaking the mouse with one hand, and the other hand was resting on his chin tiredly. There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes were a little sad.

In the dim room, only the faint computer fluorescence illuminated her snow-white skin, and her clear eyes were somewhat dim.

After a long time, she sighed, threw down the mouse, squatted down, picked up the medicine bottle that she had just hid in a panic from under the computer desk, and stuffed it into the cabinet.

Idiot, when can I be cured?

Qiong turned off the game and lay on the bed tiredly, breathing a little quickly.

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The next day, Aokiji squinted his eyes as usual and stepped into the school gate with a sigh of relief.

Ever since he got the dream practice room, Aokiji felt that his body was getting worse day by day. There is an extra skill bar on hand to learn skills, but he has no idea what to learn.

Now he has neither time nor energy, and the time to study medicine feels completely insufficient.

Is it really necessary to learn some sleeping skills to improve the quality of sleep?

Aokiji thought about it for a while, and it seemed that it was really feasible. Wouldn't it be nice if he could be more energetic by sleeping for an hour.

Shaking his head, Aoki thought it was better to forget it. If this skill evolves in the direction of hibernation or something, and if you can sleep for a century and become an old popsicle, then you are not going crazy.

"Boss, good morning." Maeda Tora, who also had dark circles under his eyes, greeted him from behind Aoki Tsukasa.

Aokiji weakly waved to him: "Good morning."

"Boss, did you watch "The Goku" yesterday? Ahu was so handsome yesterday!" Maeda Tora spitted excitedly.

"Oh, have you finished your math homework?" Aokiji looked at the ground with a pair of dead eyes. He really wanted to go home and sleep for a while.

"Uh, I mean Ahu." Maeda Tora touched his head in embarrassment.

"Have you finished writing English?" Aokiji yawned and rubbed his eyes.

"Uh" Maeda Tora took the initiative to change the topic.

The two walked side by side from the school gate to the class while chatting. They didn't notice at all that right behind them, two bad-looking teenagers were staring at their backs and whispering to each other.

Kinda Kazushi stared at Aoki Tsukasa's back fiercely, and said with some disdain to his partner Kawamoto Haruta: "Is this guy Aoki Tsukasa?"

Haruta Kawamoto nodded silently, with a somewhat uneasy expression: "Are you sure you really want to do this? I feel like we can't do it."

Kinda Kazushi glanced at him and snorted: "I don't know why you are afraid of him. I just went to the hospital. Why did you all get treated like this by a transfer student when I came back?"

"This guy has made it so hard for us to go to the billiards hall every day that we can't afford a drink. Do you know how the guys from other schools laugh at me?" Kinda Kazushi bared his teeth and clenched his fists: "I believe I'm not the only one. People think so, as long as we unite all the forces that can be united, we can definitely defeat this bald man!"

"Boss, this is quite handsome, but..." Haruta Kawamoto smiled bitterly: "But this guy is really different. The last time I saw him walking towards me in the corridor, it was like..."

Kawamoto Haruta shuddered as he thought of the time when he and Aokiji looked at each other inadvertently, which made his back covered with cold sweat and his shirt even wet.

That guy Aokiji is so vicious that he doesn’t look like a human being. He is a monster! monster! His boss, Kinda Kazushi, was admitted to the hospital due to a fight a few days ago. He stayed in the hospital for more than a month. He has only been back to school for a few days. It seems that he hasn't met Aoki Tsukasa yet, right? It's also sad that people who have never seen Aokiji with their own eyes have no idea how scary he is!

Kazushi Kinda stared at him angrily: "Why are you so virtuous? Even that fat pig Miyagawa Keisuke dares to use his name and refuse to pay me. Where can we get money to play if this continues? ?Look at how proud that fat pig looks today, if you hadn’t pulled me away, I would have killed him today.”

"But." Before Haruta Kawamoto finished speaking, Kazushi Kinda turned his head: "Stop talking nonsense, let's go look for it first. If we can find a few people who are willing to do Aokiji with us, we will Take action. No matter how powerful he is, if we find someone to sneak attack with him, he will have to lie down and call daddy!"

Kawamoto Haruta's expression was very helpless: "Then you give it a try. But I suggest you go and ask him what kind of person he is before you take action."

Hehe, there are rumors that Aokiji defeated forty or fifty people by himself, and even beat senior Ueno to the point where he knelt down and begged for mercy. How could he be defeated so easily by a first-year guy like you?

"It makes sense, know yourself and your enemy, and prescribe the right medicine!" Kazushi Kinda raised his hand with excitement: "As long as I defeat him, I will be the boss of Wuyang! I didn't expect the third-year guy to be so weak. It's a shame I never dared to do it before. It’s so innocent and brilliant to cause trouble casually.”

"Ahahahaha!"

Looking at the exaggerated smile of his boss, Kinda Kazushi, Kawamoto Haruta sighed and corrected: "Boss, the idiom "innocent and brilliant" is not used well. The word "prescribe the right medicine" should not be used in the context of "knowing oneself and knowing the enemy"

"You take care of me!" Kinda Kazushi snorted, took out his mobile phone, and began to summon his companions with an excited expression.

Fine. Kawamoto Haruta silently took out his mobile phone and searched for any insurance suitable for his boss.

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