National School Prince Is A Girl

Smith is still struggling, who is so arrogant and dares to move him.

"Do you know who I am, dare to put such a swearword!"

Thin nine heard the words, smiled: "Smith, starting from the oil, now the company is operating well, that is, the hands and feet are a bit dirty, such as when it is oil, but also do some other business."

When Smith heard the last sentence, his face was white and his eyes were smashed.

"You just asked me, I don't know who you are." Thin nine heads: "Now it's my turn to ask you, do you know who I am?"

Smith is not sure about the identity of the other party, and he does not understand where the teenager knows his whereabouts!

"Remember this name." Thin nine raised his hand and sprayed a letter on his chest with a spray of paint. The sound was slow: "z."

As soon as I saw the letters forming, Smith's eyes were widened, and now it is a tremor.

Throughout the Fifth Avenue, no one now knows z, and the people who are eyeing him, they have not escaped, and all will be sent to prison.

But Smith did not think that z would be such a young boy!

At this moment he was really scared.

After all, if it is a shot, then it will not give him the opportunity to ask a lawyer.

Because every time he finds out the evidence is the most deadly, enough for some people to eat a lifetime of hard food, no matter how sharp-minded lawyers in the face of those crimes, it is difficult to speak.

"z, please, where did I get you, you said it, it's a good deal." Smith whispered, and his face was covered with a thin layer of sweat: "look, lookme, those goods are right, I can give You, we can divide it, I can give it to you now!"

Thin nine smiled softly: "Smith, you don't seem to know the style of my work, your goods I take over, but you still have to go in."

Smith heard the words, and suddenly it showed violentness: "Why do you have to kill them all! z, they are all mixed on the road. Don't you be afraid that things will be too good, and it is difficult to protect yourself?"

"That's my business, why is it for you." Thin nine 眸露露光: "The girls you have been bullied, no matter what nationality, you want to sleep, sleep, don't want to sleep, sell, or even force others When I die, I don’t know how to say it when I come in. It’s enough for me to kill you.”

Smith did not think of it because of this.

After all, z is also a criminal, isn't it?

why.

He wants to replace those people...

"Oh, irony, it's really ironic." Smith sneered, trying to give himself a chance to distract himself: "z, don't you think you are hypocritical? It's obviously doing bad things, your money is coming. I don’t see much cleanliness, but I have to go out for others. How do you really think that those people will treat you as a hero? If this is the case, there will not be many people in the public survey who want to catch you. Your presence makes them feel horrible. If you are, you are all black. For this reason, you will never understand?"

At this time, the thin nine has stood up.

Her left hand is a street light, under the backlight, makes her look more like a mysterious blood-sucking aristocrat, beautiful and amazing: "Who told you, I am white?"