Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

Song Wenwen checked Liu Jiao's attribute panel before, and knew that he was already a gold-level supernatural power user, and he had awakened the speed supernatural power.

He has only one chance to strike, and once he misses, there will never be a second chance.

Song Wenwen quietly came to a place ten meters behind Liu Jiao.

"Liu Jiao, it's unlucky for you. If you were another type of supernatural being, I might not be able to kill you."

"Unfortunately, you are a speed user." Song Wenwen said, and opened excel.

Immediately, the space twenty meters in front of Song Wenwen was divided into small partitions.

Each cubicle is small and can only accommodate a maximum of two people.

At this moment, Liu Jiao was in one of the partitions.

Because he stayed where he was, he didn't notice it.

"How could it catch fire suddenly? This should not be an accident, it may be man-made." Liu Mang said to himself.

He seemed to think of something suddenly, and raised his head instantly.

At the same time, he felt the crisis from behind.

Without any hesitation, he increased his speed to the extreme, planning to gallop forward.

However, just as his body took a step forward, he felt as if his body had hit an invisible wall.

This is something he never thought of anyway.

The collision instantly stunned him, and his body bounced back involuntarily.

At the same time, a waist knife appeared behind him and swung towards his head.

Without any accident, the next moment, Liu Jiao's head flew up.

Immediately, Song Wenwen closed the excel sheet, and then deleted Liu Jiao's body and the flying head.

Then he cleaned up the hyperlinks left on the scene, and left Liu's house as quickly as possible.

At this time, the people of the Liu family suddenly realized that Liu Jiao was actually killed.

"Jiao'er!" Liu Xinghan shouted in a grief-stricken voice.

It's a pity that Liu Jiao didn't even leave his body, and he didn't even have a place to vent his grief.

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Three major tragedies in life: bereavement of father in childhood, bereavement in middle age

My husband lost his son in old age.

Liu Xinghan died two sons in one day, one can imagine how sad he is at the moment.

Unfortunately, the deaths of Liu Jiao and Liu Mang are destined to remain a mystery.

As long as Song Wenwen doesn't tell, no one will know that he did it.

Song Wenwen turned his head to look in the direction of Liu's house after leaving Liu's garden far away.

"You can't blame me. It was your Liu family who made the move first. I just wanted to protect myself!"

"If the son doesn't teach, it's the father's fault. If you want to blame it, blame you for not educating your son well."

"I hope he will stop being so arrogant and domineering in his next life and be a good person."

After saying these words, Song Wenwen turned around and returned home.

It's also very interesting to say, when Song Wenwen was at the gate of Sihai Pavilion before, he said to Liu Jiao:

Talking so arrogantly, it is easy not to live tomorrow.

To be honest, when Song Wenwen said this sentence, he just wanted to hate Liu Jiao, and didn't intend to kill him.

Who would have thought that because of Liu Mang's incident, Liu Jiao was killed by him, and he really didn't live until tomorrow.

This is the so-called, there will be disasters when people are crazy, and there will be rain when there are crazy people.

The way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the heaven spare.

...

When she woke up the next day, Song Wenwen only felt comfortable all over.

He didn't feel guilty about murdering. At this moment, he only felt happy and comfortable. Biqu library

Because, he settled a concern.

He no longer has to worry, Liu Mang will make trouble for him.

"Wake up in the morning, embrace the sun, full of positive energy..."

"When I wake up in the morning and open the window, I'm in a good mood!" Song Wenwen opened the window while humming a little tune.

The sunlight outside made him feel warm all over.

He discovered that since he started to practice the "Sunflower Collection", he has an inexplicable joy in the sun.

He felt as if he had really turned into a sunflower, following the rotation of the sun.

"Sister Qingcheng, good morning!" After washing up and walking out of the room, Song Wenwen said to Yu Qingcheng who had already prepared breakfast.

"Dog, you have a lucky meal today. It's all your favorite food." Yu Qingcheng glanced at Song Wenwen in surprise, and then said.

She already knew that Yunde and Tang Qiqi were admitted by Huadu Academy and Modu Academy.

She would have thought that Song Wenwen's mood would be a little lost

fall.

It's not going to be life-or-death, but it should be a little dull.

After all, his playmates from childhood to adulthood went to the third courtyard, and he hadn't even awakened his abilities.

Such a gap is unacceptable to most people.

But she found that Song Wenwen was in a very good mood.

This is not pretending, but really in a good mood.

As a mother, she can still see this.

However, she didn't ask.

"Dog, I told you before that I want you to win Qiqi early and let her be my daughter-in-law, but you just don't want to."

"Now that she has gone to Huadu Academy, your chances are even slimmer." Yu Qingcheng said regretfully.

"Sister Qingcheng, haven't I told you many times? Qiqi and I are brothers, the kind of brothers who have a knife in our ribs."

"But without the love between men and women, it is impossible to be a husband and wife." Song Wenwen said.

"You are still young and don't understand. Many couples become brothers after doing it."

"It's nothing for the two of you to change from brothers to husband and wife."

"Qiqi is so beautiful, and she is also the school belle of your school."

"You don't want to sleep with such a beautiful woman with a good figure and a good face every day?" Yu Qingcheng said.

"Ahem...I'm still young, I'm still a child." Song Wenwen said hastily after being choked by Yu Qingcheng's tough tone.

"You're eighteen, not too young."

"When your father was your age, he had already become an old driver."

"Dog, tell me the truth, do you like boys?" Yu Qingcheng stared at Song Wenwen suddenly and asked.

"Don't guess, my orientation is normal." Song Wenwen said hastily.

"You know me and your dad, we are very enlightened parents."

"If you really like boys, your dad and I won't object."

"As long as you are happy, happiness is fine." Yu Qingcheng said.

"Sister Qingcheng, let me say it again, my orientation is normal."

"Just wait, within a year, I will definitely find a beautiful woman who is beautiful and beautiful to be my girlfriend."

"Is this okay?" Song Wenwen looked at Yu Qingcheng and said.

Faced with my mother's frantic urging to find a girlfriend, painting big cakes is a good way to deal with it.