The Lord God Depends on Me

Snapped.

Han Hu snapped his fingers, and the people behind him all took out sacks from their waists.

"Do it yourself, or should I help you?"

Zhou Wan raised his chin: "If I remember correctly, this monthly exam was taken by our eight-school joint exam, don't you need to review it?"

Ren Xiaofeng, who was passing by, was a little surprised: these words always feel weird from Zhou Wan's mouth.

Han Hu glanced at Ren Xiaofeng's direction, and then said indifferently: "I am a sports student, and the results at the sports meet are the best answers."

Zhou Wan: "Beat him!"

In an instant, the two parties fought together.

As if he hadn't seen him, the doorman happily took a sip of wolfberry tea.

It's nice to be young.

Xia Qingshuang jumped off the back seat and poked his waist: "Hey, perverted man, don't you want to mix up?"

Ren Xiaofeng turned his head and left: "It's my ass."

Really, it's better to do two more questions if you have this idle time.

The excitement without Ren Xiaofeng's participation is not worthy of being called excitement.

Therefore, Xia Qingshuang could only get into her luxury car with regret.

Seeing the two parties who had been fighting together, Ren Xiaofeng turned the front of the car and walked in another direction.

Yes, take a detour.

Then, the back seat sank.

"Huh? Goddess Ye, where have you been before? I still think you can't get a taxi at this point, so why don't I take you home."

Ye Wanlin smiled slightly: "Looking at you and Miss Xia talking hotly, I didn't feel embarrassed to come up and interrupt."

"I took her seat like this, she won't be angry, Xiao~feng~."

Ren Xiaofeng's bones instantly crumbled by three points: "Really, what jokes did you tell at night, hahahaha."

Then, she pushed Ye Wanlin on her way home.

The happy figures of the two were seen by Zhou Wan, and they were suddenly sour.

I was born to death here, but you are talking about love.

Don’t want Green Mao to be beaten directly: “Boss, Boss, let’s withdraw, they are crowded.”

In fact, even if there are few people, they still can't beat it.

This is Lv Mao's last stubbornness.

Zhou Wan was pressed to the ground by Han Hu, and shouted directly: "Han Hu! You can't win, there is a kind, let's single out!"

Han Hu curled his lips: "Leave those dyed hair aside, let this surname Zhou single out our group."

After speaking, he let go of his hand and slowly backed away.

The few people he had brought back also retreated behind him.

Zhou Wan's mood at this time is: stunned on the tree, stunned fruit, stunned, there is me under the tree.

"Then who, can we still shake people?"

Huang Mao rubbed his old waist: "Well, Zhou Dashao, at most we can call the fourth brother, Lan Mao, but we still can't beat it."

Zhou Wan was instantly discouraged, which was different from what she thought.

In other words, I haven't seen each other for a few days, how do I feel that the other party has become much stronger.

"Hey, Han Hu, right? I'll admit it. Tell me how to solve it."

Han Hu glanced at the person next to him, who immediately said that the sacks in his hands were thrown on the ground, and then he took out his mobile phone.

Zhou Wan's mouth twitched: "Oh, it's too much."

So, led the Rainbow Youth League rushed up again.

Is this why I don't want to admit defeat? This is to maintain the order of our inner world.

Especially, I don't want to go on hot search anymore.

Finally, Bai Mao roared: "You forced me!"

"Help!"

This magnetic scream came out, and everyone felt the top of their heads dark.

look up.

A vigorous figure leaped against the moonlight: "Wow! (Garbage!

During the beaten days and nights, Zhou Wan felt so cordially scolded by a hero for the first time.

Secret Skills·Hero Summoning.

The addition of heroes instantly caused chaos on the scene.

"Cut, do you think you can win with one more dog? Naive! I'll fight!"

"Isn't it just a dog! We beaten it together!"

"Bow! (Garbage!

"Oh huh! Two things, look at me, big windmill!"

"Bow! (Garbage!

"Oh! Wrong, wrong, wrong! Bite them! Bite them!"

Looking at the hero chasing behind his ass, Baimao kept sticking to the pile of people on Han Hu's side.

"Fuck! This dog knows martial arts!"

"Second elder brother, second elder brother, second elder brother! It is no match for me!"

"The wind is screaming!"

"Huh! Where to escape!"

"Bow! (Garbage!

"..."

When Han Hu saw the hero, his old opponent, he suddenly ignited.

Now, let alone Zhou Wan and his party escape.

"Huh! The tiger goes down the mountain!"

"..."

The uncle doorman watched everyone having such fun, and took another sip of wolfberry tea.

"Sucking, haha~, it's nice to be young."

......

Entrance of Guangming District.

Ren Xiaofeng watched Ye Wanlin walk in with a look of dismay.

I don’t know if there is any chance tomorrow.

Back home.

Seeing the chicken soup in Dad's hand, his head was suddenly covered with black lines: "Dad, are you sure this is a supper?"

Ren Qingyun didn't take it seriously: "This is not a monthly exam tomorrow. I heard that it is the joint exam for the eight schools. No, I will make up for it, otherwise, how can the body stand up late."

Ren Xiaofeng took a bite, not to mention, it tasted good.

"Who did you hear?"

"Aunt Wang in the community, she knows from her granddaughter what the eight-school entrance exam is for this monthly exam. It seems to be very important. Her granddaughter stayed up all night to review these days."

"Oh, no, I'm asking, who do you hear that I'm going to stay up late?"

Ren Qingyun was stunned: "You don't stay up late?"

"Sucking, haha~, why should I stay up late?"

"No review before the monthly exam?"

"I'm done reviewing, sucking, haha~"

Ren Qingyun was silent, and then he took the chicken soup away: "Go to bed early, so that you can prepare yourself for tomorrow's exam. You will get fat by eating supper."

Ren Xiaofeng:? ? ?

......

the next morning.

Everyone is doing the final struggle.

Xia Qingshuang poked Ren Xiaofeng in the back: "Hey, perverted man, what happened to Zhou Wan and the others?"

Ren Xiaofeng turned around: "How do I know, you have to ask Duke Zhou about this."

As he said, he looked at Zhou Xiao Fatty.

Zhou Xiaofat raised his head, and he was shocked immediately: "Wow, Grandpa Zhou, what's the matter with your dark circles? I'm afraid it's not going to return. Hold on. Hey."

"Yawn~"

Zhou Xiaofat was sleepy: "Ha ha, ha ha, isn't it politics? Isn't it just being booked? I did it, I did it!"

Xia Qingshuang: ...

Crazy, crazy?

Liu Xinyue turned around and looked at the other person pityingly: "You look like you, are you okay with today's exam."

"No problem! It must be okay!"

Bang bang bang.

After slapped his face several times, Zhou Xiao Fatty showed a serious look: "A lost aberration is better than giving up something to come, let alone, I can withstand it!"

Liu Xinyue opened her mouth, and finally said cruelly: "However, politics is the last exam tomorrow. You can review it tonight."

Boom!

Like a bolt from the blue, Zhou Xiao Fatty seemed to feel the aim of the whole world.

His eyes were dull for an instant.

Everyone seemed to have seen the miracle of the soul coming out of the body.

Ren Xiaofeng patted him on the shoulder, then took a cold oil from the desk and handed it over.

"This is my brother's heart, take care!"