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It was like the heat that should have reached a climax in the brain was slightly suppressed by Lista's poking face. Just when it was about to reach the peak, the feeling of jealousy suppressed it again.

Shit! ! !

Can't she just enjoy herself peacefully?!

The frustrated face turned red, and the moist skin that was white and rosy appeared deliciously moist due to impatience.

It was like a shimmering water, making her fair skin as smooth as a peeled egg.

It was not until the final dream and epic loneliness in the picture that Lasti shed tears of happiness at the corners of her mouth.

Although it was successful, it also resulted in huge losses.

This is just the first time!

How many times has Senior Hestica been there?!

Damn it! Damn it!

It's all that Listarte's fault!

In my heart, I was filled with a raging jealousy that I would never admit, and I blamed all the faults on that stupid face.

First, he "stole" the information that should have belonged to his own child, then he said nothing and showed no intention of returning it to himself, which was called "scoundrel", and finally, he was "disgusting" to "show off" in front of him.

Even now... cough.

Lasti, who was not too thick-skinned, was ultimately unable to blame Listade for some unspeakable fault.

After a period of relative calm, Hestica looked at Lasti with hazy eyes.

The lingering look in Lasi'er's eyes was too alluring and too exciting.

But the charm in Lasti's eyes was also quite good. After all, she had just gone there... well.

But after a long time, Hestica finally reacted.

His eyes looked strange, as if he wanted to say something but stopped, and yet he wanted to say something but still wanted to.

Could it be that Lasti's brain was really chopped off by the Sword God?

Otherwise, how could he give such a dazzling child to someone else?!

You know, if a child is so outstanding, he will definitely be the lifeblood of the main god, and will never be allowed to be touched by other gods.

But now, Rusty gave her up to Listarte so generously, and even had the leisure to invite me to look after someone else's child?

How much does this guy think...

You're afraid that other gods won't know you did something stupid...

But Hestica's strange look made Lasti feel numb.

She really wanted to say something in rebuttal, but the facts were before her eyes. Qingzhou had already displayed unprecedented brilliance. Not to mention Hestica, even Rusti herself felt that she was really stupid.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unable to accept the blow and wouldn't have been able to eject that thing smoothly.

He cursed Listarte with gnashing teeth, and a kind of extreme unwillingness was quietly growing in his heart.

Then, he looked at the senior Hestica with a forced smile.

Her status is about the same as Listarte's, so she has to rely on senior Hestica's help to regain the ownership of Qingzhou.

Yes, the unwillingness drove Lasti to do something against the rules.

"Senior Hestica, I think that fool Listarte shouldn't have such a good family. What do you think?"

Well, leaving Listarte aside, I think you are the real fool.

Hestica did not say anything, but silently considered the possibility of seizing the ownership of Qingzhou.

Honestly, the odds are very good.

But for a great goddess like her, Rusty's words...

Glancing at the pitiful Lasti, Hestica finally sighed softly.

Thanks to Lasti's reminder, she was able to observe the child Qingzhou. She could not ignore this kindness.

Moreover, Listadai is not without the support of senior seniors. As a potential stock, there are many goddesses who are optimistic about Listadai.

So Hestica thought that she shouldn't be too reckless. Who knows if Listade has a py deal with her senior?

What if the other party is really so bold that she offers certain sharing permissions and asks her senior to help her take sides?

Therefore, this matter still needs to be considered carefully.

Thinking of this, Hestica recalled the feeling just now with great nostalgia.

The little hand slipped, ready to watch Qingzhou's epic performance again.

"Don't worry, Rusty. We're already far behind, so we can't be reckless anymore. You know best, your relationship with that child, Listarte..."

With a lolita face, Rusty would not admit defeat to Lista.

Although her senior didn't say anything explicitly, Lasti was still able to keenly sense the resentment in his words.

Now that Qingzhou has been discovered, we can only look but not touch. Who can stand this?

If it wasn't for the fact that it was extremely wrong to go directly to the door and attack, Lasti would have swung her sledgehammer and hit him!

Ugh……

He was so depressed that he held back his anger. At the same time, his malice towards Listade grew day by day.

One day, I will ride on a Qingzhou boat every day and let you eavesdrop on me. You will be unable to do anything and can only beg me to be gentler in helplessness and anger!

If Listarte can cry and beg me, I can give her a position to push my butt!

Well, let’s imagine the beautiful scenes in the future. Lasti couldn’t help but chuckle.

While swiping the delivery video, I could only watch Qingzhou through the screen, while imagining the days of enjoying Qingzhou and humiliating Listarte.

Isn’t this feeling here?

Happy New Year, grandpas

I hope your family will be happy and prosperous.

At least, in the new year, those who get promoted will get promoted, and those who get rich will get rich.

There is a blessing star shining brightly, happiness filling the house, prosperity and wealth, and spring in every house

I don’t dare to say much else, but these guys must be as handsome as the protagonist of this book, as impressive, and have as many harems as possible!

(Paji), Happy New Year to the grandpas!

Chapter 430: Main World - Undercurrent

In the main world, Tokyo, Kanagawa Prefectural Minebara High School, a quiet classroom.

Now, it is time for get out of class to end. The classroom, which should be bustling and noisy, is filled with a dead silence.

The bald, fat-bellied teacher on the podium also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, then hurried away with his head lowered, as if he was avoiding some ferocious beast.

"Ah……"

Li Ren, an agent in his thirties, has an ordinary appearance but decent strength.

Beside him, there is a yellow-haired man and a short dwarf with earrings. They are both agents, but their strength is not as good as that of the manager, so they can only rely on the manager.

but……

"Kunimi Yuma!"

He called the other person's full name quite rudely, and his deliberately raised voice and joking tone made it easy to hear his malicious attitude.

After all, who made Kunimi Yuma the real class star?

It's enviable and jealous.

In the past, I could only look up and not dare to provoke, but now?

Glancing at the embarrassed figure not far away who trembled at the sound, the joy in Li Ren's heart was hard to express in words.

Since I became an agent, the first period of time was difficult, but it got easier after I got used to it.

He was lucky enough to catch the forefront of the changing times.

Hearing the devil's malicious cry, Kunimitsu Yuzhen lowered his head even lower. His bruised face looked nothing like the handsome boy he once was, and his school uniform was dirty and torn.

I really wanted to change into cleaner clothes, but I was only bullied even more by Li Ren and others.

It seemed that those people just wanted to see him looking miserable and decadent.

He clenched his fists involuntarily and gritted his teeth, but his head lowered even more.

If you don't want the other person to see the hatred in your eyes, it will only bring you more disasters. If you don't want the other person to discover your uncontrollable hatred, it will only make the other person cut off the roots.

He came to the manager respectfully and forced a smile.

"S-Sir, I..."

"bump!!"

Li Ren directly pressed the other person's head on the desk, and the violent impact forced Kunimi Yuma to have a bleeding head in an instant.

"Asshole! I told you to come here quickly, can't you hear me!?"

Malice, bad.

That overly arrogant and domineering attitude made everyone in the classroom speechless.

An agent, an agent of more than 30 levels, is meaningless and they can't afford to offend him.

Since you can't afford to offend, then don't meddle in other people's business!

After all, Kunimi Yushin is also an agent, and Liren and the others are also agents. Agents are not allowed to interfere too much in the lives of ordinary people. At least, that is the rule on the surface.

Humiliation and rage.

But there is really nothing we can do.

The status gap between agents is extremely obvious - strength.

You have the ability, and as long as you don't go too far, you can bully the other party in any way you want.

The bottom line of this excessiveness depends on how others understand it.

Sometimes, killing someone is not as good as killing your wife and children. This is the bottom line. Sometimes, not harming other people’s lives is the bottom line. Sometimes, eradicating the roots of the problem but not harming innocent people is the bottom line.

As an agent, you have to be flexible in your bottom line.

The blood on his forehead flowed down and stained the corners of his eyes, making his eyes blood red and veins bulging. He was powerless to resist and could only let the man show a hideous smile.

Okay, okay, a poor dog dares to resist me, your uncle.

Then, he leaned close to Kunimi Yuma's ear and spoke words filled with malice.

"I say, your girlfriend, yes, that's Rizaki Kamiri, what do you think about letting her abandon you and fall into my arms?"

You……!!

Abomination! Twisted!

The extremely humiliating feeling made Kunimi Yushin unable to control his impulsive psychology any longer.

kill him!

kill him! !

“Hahahahaha…hahahaha!!!”

Wanton! Taunting!

This is the life that a great man should live!

The behavior was so bad that even a rational girl like Futaba Rio could not bear it anymore.

The arrogant laughter made everyone in the classroom bury their heads, the passing students lowered their heads and hurried away, and the teacher who was about to return to class stopped and stood at the door waiting.