One Hundred and Forty-One Which One Is the Real Tendo Kigeng?

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"What... what... what..."

On the street with people coming and going, Mu Geng stepped on the ground with heavy steps as if on purpose, walking forward aggressively, making the people around her unconsciously take a few steps away from her, while constantly breaking Broken thoughts. (Baidu search website is the fastest and most stable update)

"Is it important to be rich? Sooner or later, I will make a lot of money!"

From the point of view of others, Mu Geng's behavior like this is like trying to cling to a rich young man, and then being deceived by that rich young man, resulting in stealing chickens and losing money.

As a result, passers-by who heard Mu Geng's thoughts couldn't help but look at Mu Geng with pity, and some even looked at Mu Geng several times, and finally sighed and shook their heads.

That look, as if it was a pity that a young girl was ruined by someone.

Fortunately, Mu Geng, who was so angry, didn't notice the behavior of the passers-by around her. Otherwise, with the anger in her chest now, even if she is a self-reliant young lady, she would be unbearable and go mad right away?

"Gululu..."

On Mu Geng who was walking forward with an angry face, at a certain moment, a strange sound suddenly sounded, making Mu Geng's tender body stiff, and the pretty face that was originally full of anger also froze there, and turned into a decadent.

clutching his stomach. Mu Geng murmured as if he had lost his mind.

"I really want to eat steak..."

If those who know Mu Geng, but only know Mu Geng at the level of the daughter of a thousand gold, can hear this sentence. Guaranteed to be scared to death.

Only those who really understand Mu Geng know this desire of Mu Geng. How difficult it is to achieve.

Under the constant protest from his stomach, Mu Geng couldn't help but took out the wallet from his pocket and opened it.

However, even Mu Geng, the owner, couldn't help but cover his eyes for the situation in the purse, not wanting to continue looking at it. net

"Gululu..."

A slightly louder voice came from Kisara's stomach again,

Reminded Mu Geng that it's time to eat.

"Woohoo." Mu Geng screamed twice like this.

"Almost forgot. I went to that guy's house just to have a meal. If I knew it, I would have finished my meal and ran out."

These words were just heard by a figure who came to Mu Geng's back and was about to stop her.

At that moment, a rather speechless and helpless voice sounded from behind Mu Geng.

"Should I say that it's really your idea?"

"Wow!" Mu Geng was startled fiercely, quickly jumped a certain distance, turned around, and when he saw clearly the face and expression of the person standing behind him who was rolling his eyes, he was suddenly annoyed. .

"What are you doing? I didn't think I was angry enough just now, but now you catch up and plan to continue to be angry?"

"Only you have that bad taste." Noah seemed to be telling a fact. Sighing, shaking his head.

"It's better to say that it's even more strange for people who want to make money at someone else's house and deliberately find fault with the person who makes money for money, but end up getting pissed off and regretting it in the end?"

"Uh." Mu Geng choked, and wanted to refute, but he really couldn't find any words to refute, so he could only stare at Noah, as if he could kill Noah with his sight, so fiercely.

Seeing Mu Geng's performance like an ordinary little kid when he was having a fight, Noah was just amused. Feeling annoyed again, he glanced around. His eyes fixed on a stall selling red bean paste buns, and he walked over.

Under the gaze of Mu Geng's puzzled eyes. Noah bought two red bean paste buns before walking back.

"Gululu..."

When Noah approached Mu Geng three meters away with two warm bean paste buns, Mu Geng's stomach immediately protested, making Mu Geng slightly widen his eyes and stare at Nuo Geng. Red bean paste in Asian hands, dry looking.

Immediately, the wood changed.

With a stride, the distance of two or three meters between Noah and Noah was eliminated. Mu Geng used a speed that Noah could barely see clearly, and snatched a bean paste bag from Noah's hand. Turning around, and then, actually gobbled it up.

Noah, who was holding another red bean paste bun, stopped in his tracks, opened his mouth slightly, and froze there.

After a while, Mu Geng, who was empty-handed, turned his head to this side with a red face, looked at Noah with tears in his eyes, and said through gritted teeth as if he had been insulted by the sky.

"Don't say anything!"

"..." The way Noah looked at Mu Geng gradually became like looking at a stray cat on the side of the road, full of sympathy and regret.

"Do you have an opinion?!" Seemingly seeing through Noah's thoughts, Mu Geng burst into tears incoherently.

"Anyway, I'm just a stray dog ​​who can only beg for food from others!"

"I'm thinking of cats, not dogs, that would be too pitiful." Noah smiled wryly.

"Is your life already so hard?"

Mu Geng bit his lip, lowered his head, took out the wallet he just opened, and handed it to Noah.

Noah glanced at the wallet in Mu Geng's hand, but couldn't bear to look directly at it for a second, and looked away, covering his forehead.

"I heard that you went to the same noble academy as the princess in Tokyo, right? Why are you still in such a poor state?"

"Going to the same young lady college as Master Shengtianzi is the last of my self-esteem as a member of Tiantong's family!" Mu Geng retorted.

"I will never back down on this point!"

"But don't you hate people calling you Tiantong?" Noah's face was full of confusion.

"What kind of self-esteem is it to maintain the self-esteem of something you hate?"

"How others see me is another matter." Mu Geng became a little impatient.

"I hate Tiantong, I can even say I hate it, but I don't hate and hate the parents who gave me this surname and life."

Hearing this sentence, Noah changed his mind about Mu.

"I thought you only had hatred in your heart." Noah murmured in an inaudible voice, then hesitated, and asked.

"I also heard that you have kidney problems. Since you don't hate the life your parents gave you, why don't you accept a kidney transplant?"

The expression on Mu Geng's face gradually disappeared.

As if his whole body had lost strength, Mu Geng's delicate body slowly entered a relaxed state, raised his head, stared at the sky, and stretched out his hand, as if to grab something.

"Because I have decided to use this life only to bury all the heavenly children, so I must use this illness to remind myself, don't forget revenge!"

At this moment, all the human touch of Mu Geng seemed to disappear, like a puppet, making people feel chills all over.

"You're just trying to comfort yourself, but it won't do anything to your so-called revenge." Noah frowned tightly.

"Because of this problem, your activity time is not long at all, and you can't even fight for a long time. You still need hemodialysis all the time on weekdays, wasting a lot of time. In this way, if a great opportunity for revenge suddenly appears in Right in front of you, you need some hemodialysis, or you can’t move because of your kidneys, so if you miss this opportunity, what should you do?”

Musara, who was still disapproving of Noah's words and was about to divert the topic, froze. For the first time in his life, he was shaken by his practice of remembering hatred.

Noah, who clearly saw Mugeng's hesitation, smiled imperceptibly, but did not continue to say anything, but deliberately changed the subject.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's go back quickly, Rentaro should catch up with us."

Saying this, Noah was about to go back, but Mu Geng grabbed the sleeve of his clothes very abruptly, and lowered his head.

Just when Noah thought that Mu Geng wanted to say something about hatred, Mu Geng's voice, which was quieter than a mosquito, entered his ears.

"Another bean paste bun, can I have it?"

The corner of Noah's mouth twitched, he glanced at the red bean paste bun in his hand, and then at Mu Geng who was full of embarrassment, unable to speak.

Poor and down and out without losing the temper of a young lady.

Blinded by hatred.

In the end, which one is the real Tendo Kigen? (to be continued)