Reborn a few years in the past, she can only become a villain to save her life!
Xu Xianxian asks, "Have you ever seen a villain as pure and unpretentious as me?!"
Causing troubl...
Xu Xianxian had been at the Suozi Gym for a few days. Every afternoon after school, she would come here to practice her martial arts skills. After all, even with the rabbit hairpin, which could quickly advance her rank, she was still just a beginner in the martial arts field.
After all, the guidance of a master and seniors is essential for a martial artist's growth. Learning from others' experience and skills and transforming them into their own is what a newcomer should do.
The master and his wife had high hopes for this new student and spared no effort in teaching him, even better than they did for their own daughter.
"call..."
Hearing the question from the senior sister, Xu Xianxian stopped what she was doing, wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath, and then looked at the tall girl next to her.
After all, she is the master's daughter and has taken care of her a lot these days. It is impossible for her not to give her any face at all.
Seeing the other party's concerned look, Xu Xianxian had no choice but to answer helplessly: "I encountered a little trouble, so I'm in a bad mood. I'm sorry to have worried you, Senior Sister."
"...Yeah." The eldest sister was tall and pretty. After hearing what the younger sister said, her expression was still a little worried: "Is it a big problem? Do you want my father to come out and solve it?"
Even though the Suozi Pavilion is a low-ranking martial arts school, it is still an unattainable institution for ordinary people. If Liu Wentao comes forward, even the Health Supervision Bureau will give him some face.
"Forget it, forget it..." Xu Xianxian shook her head repeatedly, not intending to drag the martial arts hall into the water. "As for the small matter at school, I can handle it myself, without the need for Master to intervene."
"Is that so..." The master suddenly realized, and then continued to ask, "Did any classmates give you a hard time?"
“Yes, not really…”
Xu Xianxian shook her head, not wanting to delve too deeply into this issue.
She couldn't possibly tell the senior sister that her female roommate wanted to support her, right?
This kind of thing is so horrifying that even if it is told to people, few people will believe it.
Just as the sisters were talking, Liu Wentao walked in from outside. He was as light as a swallow and his footsteps on the ground made no sound at all.
But Xu Xianxian stopped talking, turned around naturally, and subconsciously looked at the person who came, "Master, you are back."
After so many days of understanding and familiarity, the little girl's perception became stronger and stronger. To put it simply, her skin, nourished by internal energy, became more and more sensitive to changes in the energy flow.
You don't need to listen or see, you can feel the changes in air flow and judge whether there is someone approaching.
This is described in the ancient document "Collection of Famous Scholars" as the cicadas waking up before the autumn wind blows.
Liu Wentao lowered his head and looked at the innocent little girl. A complicated look flashed in his eyes. He nodded: "Xianxian, come with me."
Then he turned to look at his daughter and said, "Xiao Wen, you stay here and guide the other students."
"good."
Xu Xianxian followed and shook her little head before leaving. She glanced at the blown-up sandbag next to her and felt a little hesitant.
This sandbag is so fragile, it shouldn't be worth much, right?
Moreover, as a practice prop, it was broken by a student. It can only be said that the quality of this thing is poor. You can't ask me to pay for it, right?
Taking a step back, I am so innocent and cute, and so poor. Can the master be so cruel as to ask me to pay compensation?
Liu Wentao took Xu Xianxian to the secret room for teaching martial arts.
Then he locked the door, turned around, and looked at Xu Xianxian seriously, as if he wanted to see through her inside and out.
"Uh..." Xu Xianxian felt uncomfortable under this gaze. She had no choice but to bite the bullet, open her bright eyes wide, and try to squeeze out some tears. She bowed pitifully and apologized: "Master, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to burst the sandbag. I'm a little short of money now. Can you be a little less..."
She had just received her student allowance and refunded tuition a few days ago, plus the 9,200 yuan she had extorted from Zhao Hao, she had more than 10,000 federal coins on her.
Of course he could afford to pay for two sandbags, but a miser like Xu Xianxian couldn't bear to give his hard-earned money to others.
"...What are you talking about?!" Liu Wentao shook his head and looked at Xu Xianxian with a puzzled expression, "You don't think that the master asked you to come here just to ask you to pay for the sandbags, do you?"
He was also convinced.
This young disciple is good at everything, he is extremely talented and practices very hard, but his mind is always filled with money, money, money.
"Um... no, no..." Xu Xianxian burst into laughter when she heard that she didn't have to pay any money. Her bright eyes curved into crescents as she looked at her master with a beaming smile: "Master is such a generous person, how could he be so petty with his apprentice?"
"Stop flattering me!" Liu Wentao snorted coldly, glared at Xu Xianxian, and said, "If you love money like your life, you will suffer a great loss in the future when you walk in society. The reason why we martial artists are stronger than ordinary people is that we know how to control our desires."
There is nothing wrong with pursuing material things, but Liu Wentao could see that his young apprentice's desire for money seemed to have reached an outrageous level.
"Yeah... I know what I'm doing, Master."
Hearing Liu Wentao's advice, Xu Xianxian smiled and nodded vigorously.
After all, she had been struggling in society for a few years in her previous life, so she certainly knew that some money could be taken and some could not be taken.
Someone like Liu Shiyu is not someone to be trifled with, so no matter how much threats or inducements are used, Xu Xianxian will still not agree to the other party's request.
"Okay." Liu Wentao shook his head and said seriously, "I came to you this time not to joke with you, but to ask you something serious."
"Master, please speak."
Xu Xianxian restrained her smile at this time and raised her head with a serious expression.
"Tell me the truth, Wu Qianqiu of the Dog Face Society..." Liu Wentao kept staring at Xu Xianxian's eyes as he spoke, as if trying to find some flaw. He slowly asked, "Did you kill him?"
How does the master know this?
Hearing this question, Xu Xianxian was initially startled, but then suddenly understood. Even if the Shuttle Fist had declined, it was still a martial arts school, a formal martial arts organization, comparable to a medium-sized enterprise. It was impossible for it to have no intelligence sources at all.
"yes."
There was nothing to hide about this kind of thing, so Xu Xianxian nodded obediently.
"...It's really you?"
Liu Wentao thought Xu Xianxian would deny it, so he would believe it, but he didn't expect the little girl to admit it so decisively.
This made him hold back the next question in his stomach.
"It was me." Even though the murder was discovered, Xu Xianxian's expression didn't change much. She simply explained, "The masked man wanted to kill me, and I just fought back instinctively."
If she doesn't kill Wu Qianqiu, she will be killed by him.
So in such a crisis situation, Xu Xianxian had no third choice.