After taking down the boss, the painting style is sweet and fried

Chapter 6

Su Hua seemed to hear something funny, she blinked her eyebrows, her eyes were clear and clean like an obedient baby, she looked innocently at Zhang Qi who couldn't stand up in pain, and took care of herself very casually Some school uniforms stained with dirt.

Zhang Qi, who just wanted to refute a few words, saw Su Hua's raised hand again, and couldn't help shrinking his neck back in fright. Only then did he notice that Su Hua was just tidying up his school uniform.

After seeing such a fierce scene of Su Hua, Zhang Qi was a little scared, the pain in his wrist became more and more obvious, and he really didn't dare to speak out any more.

Su Hua didn't want to spare the domineering Zhang Qi so easily, but when he saw an extremely small lonely soul gradually drifting towards the end of the deep alley, it seemed that he was eyeing Zhang Qi, a fat pig.

She was always used to clearing away the lonely souls who refused to leave and wander in the world, but suddenly she was a little too lazy to do it today, her cold lips were slightly raised, and she turned around and disappeared into the alley without thinking about it.

Now that her body doesn't have any aura at all, it's no wonder that even Xie Chong dared to approach him so boldly, but with such a little guy with him, let them be cool for two days.

In the alley, only Zhang Qi's heart-piercing cries and complaints remained.

"Zhang Qi, I told you not to mess with Su Hua, but I don't think she's a good one to mess with."

"You don't give me an afterthought. If you know that she is so good at fighting, do I dare to go to me?" Su Hua, who has been calm and timid as a mouse for half a year since entering school, no one thought that one day she would be so good at fighting.

What a fucking evil today, the fools are all enlightened.

The warm sun in winter does not have a burning sensation, but shrouds the sky and the earth, only the warm residual heat, and the light shines on the dry earth, making this cold world not so biting.

In the rented room of about [-] square meters, it was pitifully small, as if you could touch your head when you turned around. As soon as Su Hua entered the room, she threw off the heavy schoolbag on her shoulders, and lay on the bed stretched out.

The room was small and only had a single bed and a folded plastic hanger. The bed was only about 1.5 meters long. Su Hua lay on it with her whole feet outside the bed.

Looking at the gray ceiling, Su Hua couldn't help sighing, rolled her eyelids, and burst out with foul language.

"Are you fucking living a human life?"

After a few hours, Su Hua felt that she was extremely cold. Only then did she notice that the original owner only had a thin layer of school uniform on her body besides the pale long-wear that had been washed a long time ago. No wonder it's not cold in winter.

If it was before, Su Hua naturally wouldn't feel the cold, but now this body doesn't have any aura around it, it's shriveled and only a skeleton remains. How long has it been abused?

Shaking his head, he stood up, flipped through his pockets, found nothing but [-] cents coins, and pulled away the flimsy clothes hanger in front of him, wanting to see if there was anything he could wear, but his hand As soon as he went up, there was a clear and clear voice in the small rental house.

'Tear----'

The only piece of furniture was also torn vigorously by her, and the entire hanger wrapped in plastic sheet was spread out in the air, which was indescribably pitiful.

Su Hua gasped, and didn't bother to tidy up. She flipped through the inside to see if there were any clothes that could be worn, and they were all for nothing. Except for a gray coat, there was a pair of washed and whitish jeans. Not even a change of shoes.

Seeing the disgusting Su Hua on her feet because of stepping on the unknown sticky substance in the snake pit, she was speechless and fell on the bed, closing her eyes and meditating.

The original owner looked so impoverished, but the house was cleaned up, but in fact there was nothing to clean up, and there were no other things.

However, Su Hua still had to admire that the original owner's mind was really not ordinary.

Think of delicious and delicate meals and a comfortable and soft bed, hey
Really wear a lonely.

"Drip."

The crisp voice shattered Su Hua's fantasy. The fried chicken and beer in his dream disappeared completely. With fidgety eyes, he pulled up the schoolbag that was thrown aside beside him, looking for the culprit.

The old-fashioned flip phone was poorly worn, and the uncle she used to watch the door didn't use such a worn-out phone.

Blinking away is dissatisfaction with the life of the original owner.

On the phone, an unread message kept jumping up on the screen, and the fleshless fingertips lazily opened it, and the pupils of the half-open eyes suddenly dilated.

On the screen, the text message reminded that "XXX Bank's 3.10 cent income is 450 yuan and the balance shows 532 yuan."

"What can a few hundred dollars do in today's society? It's really pitiful."

With a dry yellow face, the corners of the lips raised to the sky and let out a long sigh. When the phone rang, Su Hua almost dropped the phone in his hand in fright.

"The bell rings like a ghost."

After taking a sip, I saw the caller ID "Manager Zhang" reluctantly connected, and before he could speak, the other party called, "Xiao Su, you have been working here for three days, and the salary will be paid to you now." Yes, you should have received it here too, and you won’t be using it from tonight. Beep, beep, beep, beep.” A blind tone came into my ears.

Su showed no expression on the screen. It was the first time in history that someone said that, and his slightly parted lips were still in a stalemate.

(End of this chapter)