Mrs. Da Xiduo walked into the principal's office vigorously and resolutely with her long legs.
Hirumoto looked up at the bright sky outside the corridor window, and walked in with a smile on his face.
"Himoto"
Niide Kawasaki grabbed Hirumoto Sora's arm.
She didn't say anything, but looked at Hirumoto Sora with concern.
Everything is in the silent eyes.
"Don't worry, I'm fine, and as I said, you won't be involved in this matter." Hirumoto Sora patted Niidekawasaki's palm, "Leave everything to me."
He then followed up to the principal's office, and closed the door behind him.
"Hey, I also said that I will leave everything to you. This short guy is not very old, but his tone is not small."
Zhuang Zhuang's mother sneered, looked at Hirumoto Sora's back and pouted contemptuously.
""
Eride Kawasaki glared at the other party, but didn't say much.
Now she has no intention of scolding others, but only worries about Hirumoto Sora in the principal's office.
"Crackling."
Hiru Benkong closed the door, and as the creaking sound faded away, the smile on his face also quickly converged, from a sunny smile to a dead face with no expression.
"One minute, starting now, how are you going to convince me?"
Daxita Yanzi crossed her arms around her chest and looked at Hirumoto Sora coldly.
Do you just kneel down and apologize? Still crying? Or both?
In Daxi Duo Yanzi's more than 30 years of life experience, she has seen countless people begging for mercy in front of her, and she has seen countless humble gestures.
Some people are born to stand, while others are born to kneel.
"Step, step, step."
Hirumoto Sora stepped forward step by step with a serious face, every step on the ground precisely echoed the agitation of the blood in his own body.
Finally, about one meter in front of him, Hirumoto stopped.
Daxi Duoyanzi can already see the boy's body leaning forward, and he can already see him kneeling in front of her, weeping bitterly, repenting and begging for forgiveness
"Mrs. Daxita, your glasses are so beautiful."
Hirumoto Sora took a step forward, he raised his hand, pinched Dakita Yanko's glasses holder with two fingers, and gently supported Dakita Yanko's cheeks and auricles with the other three fingers.
""
Daxita Yanzi's eyes widened, looking down at the handsome face of the young man who was close at hand.
Putting on high heels, she was at least 1.75 meters tall, so even if Hirumoto Sora raised her face, Dakita Yoko could still look down with ease.
What is he doing?
Daxita Yanzi's dexterous mind stopped at this moment because of the shock, and she thought for a full two seconds before reacting.
I am now a third-year middle school student so frivolous?
Although he didn't want to think so, Hirumoto Sora's face close at hand, and the hand on his cheek all proved this.
"you¡¡"
Daxita Yanzi raised her palm, stretched her five fingers, and slapped Hirumoto Sora's face heavily.
"Click."
But Hirumoto Sora's reaction was faster, he stretched out a palm and directly grabbed Okita Yanko's wrist, and then
"Snapped!"
Hirumoto Sora used his other hand to slap Okita Yanko's face heavily!
This slap came menacingly, with the sound of wind.
"Bone Lulu."
"Click."
The force of his slap was so strong that the glasses on Daxita Yanzi's face were directly thrown by the fan, and fell to the ground with a heavy slap.
And the entire principal's office was instantly filled with applause.
Turning her face away, feeling the burning pain on her cheek, Dakita Yanko's eyes widened.
Trembling, she touched the swollen place with her palm, her eyeballs trembling, as if her ability to think was blown away by the slap.
She said again: "You"
"Mrs. Daxita, you still wear high heels today"
Hirumoto Sora leaned forward against his body, let go of the hand that was holding Okita Yoko's arm, and gently lifted her deflected face back.
"Driving a car? But it shouldn't be the Porsche from that night?"
He moved slowly, as ifLooking at her lover affectionately, there is even a smile in the eyes staring at Daxita Yanzi.
"what are you saying¡¡"
Daxita Yanzi's pupils suddenly shrank.
"You are such a smart person, you won't fail to understand what I'm talking about." Hirumoto Sora looked at Daxita Yanzi with a funny face.
"Porsche, night, escape, rolling"
Every time Hirumoto Sora uttered a word, fear appeared in the pupils of Dakita Yanko.
Compared with what Hirumoto Sora said, the hot slap marks on his face seemed insignificant.
"But I didn't expect to see Mrs. Daxiduo here again today. It's really surprising. I don't know if you escaped by finding a good route at the time? Or did you still rely on your strong financial power to get things done Have you suppressed it?"
The coverage of electronic cameras on the streets of Tokyo is not high, which is extremely low compared to other cities of the same level around the world.
So if you really want to be familiar with the route, there is also the possibility of directly avoiding monitoring.
However, Hirumoto thinks that this possibility is not high, and killing people is not a matter of the same level as ordinary traffic accidents.
"Heh" A smile appeared on Daxita Yanzi's face for the first time, although this smile was more absurd.
She looked down at Hirumoto Sora condescendingly, her eyes returned from panic to calm again.
"Very good, know how to seize all the conditions you have to threaten, but"
Because of the deformation of the eyes caused by wearing glasses for many years, the eyes of Okita Yoko who does not wear glasses look a little ethereal and a little cold.
"Do you think you can threaten me with just one mouth? Or do you think the police will believe a resentful person's empty words against a conscientious entrepreneur?"
"Ah, sure enough" Hirumoto frowned, "You rich people are amazing. You have opened up your joints and covered up all the serious crimes like murder? It's amazing."
Hirumoto took a step back as he spoke, but still had a smile on his face.
He took out the mobile phone he just bought from his pocket, found the album video and clicked the play button.
"But Mrs. Dashita, you may not be able to figure out what's going on now."
He raised the phone and put the screen in front of Okita Yanko.
"Boom!"
"Chick!"
In the video, a Porsche 911 sped past and directly hit a drunk in the middle of the road.
"Crack!"
And only after a while, the disappearing 911 turned back and ran straight over the drunk man.
"It's really a ruthless femme fatale. I was worried that I didn't kill someone the first time, so I went back on purpose to cause a second crush?"
Da Xita Yanzi didn't say anything, she just stared blankly at the complete video.
How come, such a coincidence.
"Even if Mrs. Da Xiduo can bribe the police, if this video appears on the Internet, you will have no choice."
"So the Internet is really annoying, whether it is INS, Line, or 2CH, as long as there is explosive news, it will spread like cockroaches"
Daxita Yanzi's expression changed suddenly, she snatched Hirumoto Sora's cell phone, and dropped it heavily on the ground.
Hirumoto Sora allowed Dakita Yanko to act like this.
"Boom!"
Looking at the broken mobile phone, Hirumoto Sora did not panic.
Instead, he held his head up and looked at Mrs. Da Xiduo happily.