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Your hands are not sore

"Hey, mom, I'm Lin Fan...

Passed the exam and entered Shengde Yaxi Noble High School...

Ah, don't shout yet! Don't worry, the chairman of Shengde Yaxi knows about me and decided to waive my tuition fees and let me study.

As long as you get into the top three in your grade group at the end of every semester, you can continue studying...

It’s true, it’s true, it’s guaranteed to be true, hehe...

Well, then I won’t go home tonight, I’m staying at Xiaoyue’s house, and she said she wanted to celebrate for me! Well, goodbye, mom!”

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan rolled his eyes helplessly at the silenced pistol pointed between his eyebrows.

"Aren't your hands sore!?"

The handsome guy in front of me smiled with a pollution-free and pesticide-free look on his face. He really looked a bit like an angel.

But the duplicity is a devil!

"You're pretty good, but you know if you dare to say a wrong word..."

He smiled and fired at the parrot on the gold-plated shelf on one side. With a "bang", the poor little parrot screamed and instantly lost its life and fell to the ground.

"you!!!"

Lin Fan's face changed color instantly, and he stood up in horror. This guy is so disgusting, it's a life!


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