Chapter 230, This Is the Real Return of Z

Finally, Fu Jiu successfully sent the teacher to prison.

But what Fu Jiu didn't expect was that in just three years, the other party appeared in front of her again.

Obviously, the teacher had forgotten her.

He changed his name and lived a good life.

When Fu Jiu saw that man became a tutor with the help of his family's relationship.

For the first time, she questioned herself.

What is black and what is white.

Her best friend experienced the most tragic thing at the most brilliant age.

Why did some women say that it must be her own problem? Why didn't the teacher find someone else, but a little girl like her.

But what about that scumbag?

A well-known tutor?

That day.

Fu Jiu put down her high school textbooks, returned home, and opened the notebook that she hadn't touched for three years.

Back again!

She began to realize that some things were not so sound.

Because people have different values.

It has nothing to do with age or identity.

Some people feel more at ease when they do something wrong.

Anyway, they won't lose anything.

Even if they lose something, it won't be a serious loss.

Meanness is always the pass for mean people.

Since no one is punishing.

Then she will punish.

This is destined to be a villain.

From that day on, she really put on a disguise.

During the day, she eats instant noodles and plays games like ordinary people.

At night, she transforms and starts to deal with a series of evil deeds.

Fu Jiu lowered her eyes.

She originally wanted to wait until after the national competition to restore her identity.

But this case is different.

She must take care of it.

Since Xingye is here.

Then their work should continue.

Fu Jiu's eyes flashed.

It was still the place where the school climbed over the wall.

While the security guards were still blocking the vehicles from coming in.

Fu Jiu kicked the tree trunk with her long legs, and directly held the wall with her left hand. Then she pushed hard and turned over sideways.

Her movements were very handsome and beautiful.

So much so that when the uncle roasting sweet potatoes saw Fu Jiu, his memory was quickly awakened: "Young man, your skills are at the national level, right?"

Fu Jiu was not in the mood to joke with the uncle today, so she walked to the middle of the road and took a taxi.

She sat in the back seat.

The taxi driver saw a high school student still carrying a schoolbag and raised his eyebrows and said: "It's not over yet, right?"

Fu Jiu took out her homemade notebook and said two words casually: "Skipping class."

The driver shook his head in front and heard the crackling sound in the back seat while driving, which seemed to be the typing sound of the keyboard.

Could he have heard it wrong?

The boy was holding a book in his hand?

Everyone is curious, and the driver is no exception. While waiting for the red light, he looked back and found that it was indeed a notebook. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "Electronic devices are really getting more and more advanced now, even like this."

Fu Jiu hummed and her fingers were fast.

There were strings of codes on the screen.

The driver laughed again and said, "You are playing games, right? My son is the same. He likes playing games very much. But he has been playing on his mobile phone recently. He plays Hero every day and says that there are elementary school students on it. It's very deceptive."

"It's a bit deceptive." Fu Jiu's words and gesture completely convinced the driver that she was playing games.

So the driver didn't say anything next.

At this time, a pure black icon appeared on Fu Jiu's screen, as if it was foreshadowing the real beginning of something.