After class, a group of people started discussing: "Why is he so arrogant lately?"
"He's just a villain who can only cheat. How can he compare with Sister Bu!"
Someone hit the nail on the head, "What he just said was very strange. Don't you think there's a secret between him and Sister Bu?"
Bu Tiange stood behind them and said quietly, "What secrets are there between us? I'd also like to know."
Several people immediately turned into flatterers, saying, "Sister, we say you are amazing. You can explain such a difficult question so clearly..."
Bu Tiange raised his hand to stop them, "Stop, I don't want to hear your flattery."
System: "Host, please accept the target person's invitation. This is a mission."
"I understand." Bu Tiange said.
night.
As soon as Bu Tiange appeared in the conference hall, he was immediately led to a relatively secluded seat.
She skillfully took out a cigarette from her pocket, lit it, and handed one to the man in the suit.
The man in the suit didn't answer, but stared at her blankly with a strange look on his face.
Bu Tiange opened her lips, and a few wisps of white smoke made her lips look as red as blood.
"What's wrong?"
"Are you really a high school student?"
Bu Tiange lowered his eyes and took another puff, holding the cigarette between two fingers, and asked indifferently: "Is this the first day you knew this?"
The man in the suit said with mixed emotions, "I've never seen high school students like you."
Bu Tiange sat on the soft armrest of the sofa, smoking quietly, with his school uniform jacket draped over his shoulders.
If the man in the suit had not seen her cheetah-like swiftness, he would almost have thought she was a lazy and harmless little kitten.
She raised the corner of her mouth and answered the question irrelevantly: "Those with brains become superior people, and those without brains become hooligans. It's that simple."
Is this a mockery of his stupidity?
The man in the suit was crying.
A slender figure came into his sight. Bu Tiange jumped off the sofa and smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes.
A clear and calm voice sounded, "I think I'm not too late."
"Not bad." Bu Tiange said, crushing the cigarette with only the end left in the ashtray.
Shi Che said: "I'll take you to see someone."
"Who is it?" Bu Tiange shook his wrist, and the ring on his hand reflected the bright light.
Shi Che obviously noticed her little action, and even though he knew she did it on purpose, his eyes softened.
"Someone you should know," he said.
darkroom.
Before coming to this place, Bu Tiange had already guessed his purpose, so he was not disturbed at all.
Looking at the half-dead middle-aged man nailed to the wall, she asked knowingly, "Is this my biological father?"
Shi Che placed the loaded pistol in front of her.
"Kill him."
Bu Tiange picked up the gun and played with it, then asked, "Why me?"
Shi Che slowly walked up to the man, clamped his jaw with his pale fingers, and pulled hard.
The man gasped for air, making strange whimpers, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Bu Tiange glanced at the bloody face.
There are no eyeballs, no lips or tongue, only two nostrils for breathing.
"Your own daughter is standing right in front of you, but you can't see anything."
Shi Che studied him, his eyes lingering. "But what's the pity? Your dirty and vulgar eyes are not worthy of defiling her."
The man shook his head with difficulty, trying to break free from Shi Che's grip.
Shi Che frowned slightly and slapped him in the face.
"That's enough." Bu Tiange interrupted.
"Can you bear to see him in so much pain?" Shi Che looked at her, his tone gentle and seductive, "As long as you point the gun at him and pull the trigger, you can free him."
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