urban ninja

() "Oh, look at my brain." Leng Xuan pretended to be annoyed and stamped his feet, and said angrily: "Mr. Pan, I'm really sorry. I accidentally slipped just now and happened to press a button with my right hand.

On top of the pile of shit, look at this..."

"What? Shit?" Pan Fei glared at his mouse eyes, which were smaller than the glass ball. He stared at his right hand and stretched his hand out so far in disgust. If the hand was not his own, he would have wanted to cut it off.

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"I saw on the TV news this morning that there is a severe infectious disease in Yanjing City recently, which is transmitted through dog feces. If you are infected, you may not be able to touch women for the rest of your life." Leng Xuan continued to say coldly.

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"Two tubes, eighty thousand, go to the hospital quickly, disinfect my hands, no, disinfect my whole body." Pan Fei cried and shouted at his two younger brothers, I can't die, there are still many beautiful girls.

As for sleeping, there is still a lot of money that has not been spent.

As Pan Fei spoke, he was carried by his two younger brothers and quickly ran towards the hospital. Leng Xuan also looked at them speechlessly. Do you believe this? A woman whose IQ dropped to a negative number took her life more and more seriously.

The sooner you die in the end.

What makes Leng Xuan feel the funniest is the name of the pretty boy's two fat and thin followers. What is the name of the pretty boy's mahjong tiles? Do you want me to grab a few more to make a Thirteen?

"Thank you!" Jiang Xinyi flattened her mouth, said her thanks reluctantly, and then strode towards the campus.

"Brother Leng Xuan, you'd better wash your hands. Be careful of getting infected. You can't touch women anymore." Tang Hui said, blinking her big eyes.

Leng Xuan jumped up and gave Tang Hui a bang on the head. This girl is really the best. It was clearly a lie just now, but she believed it to be true. Her IQ is as good as that pretty boy. If you think about it, she is really lucky.

, I haven’t been tricked into sleeping with a man until now, my ancestors have accumulated a lot of virtue.

Like a lost rabbit, Leng Xuan walked around the campus for most of the time, but couldn't find where the dean's office was. It was now in class, and there wasn't a single student on campus.

"Hey, shoot quickly."

As if Leng Xuan had picked up a life-saving straw, he strode towards the basketball court. The sound was unique to the basketball court. As long as there was someone there, he could successfully find the dean and complete the admission procedures.

On the basketball court, five tough-looking boys competed with each other for the basketball that bounced back and forth. Everyone was sweating profusely and working hard. This was their last competition in high school. They must win the championship and never let down.

What the manager expects from everyone.

Leng Xuan saw a few boys playing lively and didn't want to disturb him. He glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw a beautiful figure flash into his eyes. His black and slightly curly hair was draped over his shoulders. He was wearing a translucent white undershirt on his upper body. He was fair and fair.

Her skin is clearly visible, her alluring slender waist flashes with charm, and the tight jeans on her lower body wrap a pair of slender breasts, highlighting her elastic buttocks.

"This classmate, please tell me how to get to the dean's office?" Leng Xuan licked his dry lips, put his heart away, and asked softly.

The girl turned around and looked at Leng Xuan, who was a head taller than her, with a pair of tender eyes filled with love. She had no choice but to raise her head and look up. Leng Xuan also looked down with overlooking eyes, with a fair and delicate face.

, with alluring facial features delicately distributed, Leng Xuan's eyes continued to move downwards, a touch of whiteness flashed across the girl's chest, and a deep ravine squeezed out between the two pairs of giant peaks. Leng Xuan's visual inspection revealed that she was actually better than Jiang Xinyi.

The white rabbit is several sizes bigger.

"Are you just here?" the girl asked with her eyes blinking, not noticing that Leng Xuan was staring at her breasts with his narrow eyes.

"Oh, yes." Leng Xuan finally came to his senses, scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm lost, and I can't find the dean's office."

"Oh, I don't blame you." The girl covered her mouth and smiled, two pink peach petals suddenly appeared on her cheeks, and her bright eyes curved into a pair of crescents.

"How do you say this?" Leng Xuan was stunned, what do you mean by this? There is no place where he can say it so confidently.

"The dean's office is separate from the teachers' and teaching buildings. It is in an inconspicuous bungalow at the very back of the campus." The girl explained with a smile.

"Oh, that's it." Leng Xuan nodded in realization and said with a smile: "Thank you, beauty, your breasts are really big."

Leng Xuan didn't forget to make a joke before leaving. The girl in question lowered her head shyly, her face flushed all the way to her white and tender neck. She also admitted that her breasts were a little too developed, and the boys would keep staring at them with playful eyes.

Look, I've long been used to it, but this is the first time a boy has told me how big his breasts are in front of me.

"Hey, brother, throw the ball over."

The basketball was accidentally knocked out of bounds and rolled to the feet of Leng Xuan, who had just walked not far away. Leng Xuan bent down to pick up the basketball, and with a clever move in his hand, he threw the basketball high.

The girl's eyes also followed the arc of the basketball in the air, and the basketball hit the net with a "bang" sound.

"Wow!" the girl exclaimed in disbelief, with a hint of excitement in her eyes. The distance just now was at least more than thirty meters. It was definitely not an accidental shot. He must be a basketball master.

"Manager, who was that kid just now?" A member of the basketball team asked curiously. If he could be recruited to the basketball team, this year's championship would be more certain.

"Master." The girl took a deep breath and said seriously.

After Leng Xuan left the basketball court, it only took him five minutes to find the low bungalow where the dean of students was located between the towering teaching buildings. It stands to reason that the second-in-command in a school should enjoy absolutely preferential treatment. How did he end up like this?

To this world?

In the bungalow, the dean Yao Wen, who was over sixty years old, was hunched over the table, sorting out a stamp album, and carefully stuffed the stamps he had just obtained into his precious stamp album.

"Is this the dean's office?" Leng Xuan asked politely.

Yao Wen raised his head and looked at Leng Xuan standing at the door with disgust. Seeing Leng Xuan's shabby clothes, he immediately put away the look of contempt in his eyes. He thought that the young master had bullied someone and came to him for help.

Well, the frown on his brows also relaxed.

"What's the matter?" Yao Wen asked softly. He was still very polite to children from poor families. After all, poor children who can enter this school must study well.

"I'm here to report." Leng Xuan said calmly.

"Are you Leng Xuan?" Yao Wen asked.

"Yes." Leng Xuan replied truthfully.

"Oh, look at me, I have forgotten my business when I get old." Yao Wen then remembered that the last time Commander Chiang Kai-shek of the military region called him, saying that the grandson of an old friend was coming to school.

Yao Wen turned around and opened the cabinet, took out a document and a new set of school uniforms, and said kindly: "Come on, kid, sign this enrollment agreement."

After Leng Xuan picked up the pen and signed, he said with a smile: "If I offend anyone at school in the future, I hope the director can help me more."

"Haha, don't call me director. Your Grandpa Jiang and I are old friends. Just call me Grandpa Yao." Yao Wen said kindly.

"Then thank you, Grandpa Yao." Leng Xuan felt happy. He knew the dean well, and it would be much easier to deal with any trouble in school in the future.

"Xiaoxuan, you are too polite." Yao Wen paused and said, "Hurry up and report to the class. We are in Class 9, Grade 3, in the same class as Xiaoyi and Xiaohui."

"Okay." Leng Xuan was not polite, picked up the school uniform on the table and walked out.

Yao Wen looked at Leng Xuan's retreating back and sighed in his heart, this child looks so much like his father.