Villain's Strategy

19

The male student was taken aback, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "Fuck, what is your hobby?"

Wen Zhichu held his clothes and huddled by the door without saying a word. .

"Okay, I'll give it to you." The male student looked disgusted on the surface and didn't make any gestures to grab it, but he was already happy in his heart.

It seems that there are three large characters engraved on Wen Zhichu's forehead at this time.

Take advantage of.

If Qin Jiashu finds out that his school uniform has been cut by someone, he will definitely not let it go. This is not the one who suffers from boredom.

Moreover, he acted completely impulsively just now, and he hesitated when he cut it, thinking about what to do if Qin Jiashu knew that he did it.

Well now, here comes a scapegoat.

Seeing that the other party didn't accept the scissors, the male student gave it away again, "Take it."

Wen Zhichu tremblingly took the scissors over.

The male classmate looked at Wen Zhichu's trembling Parkinson's hand, and asked, "Why are you shaking?"

"I... I'm nervous."

"Then why are you stuttering?"

"I... I'm nervous."

"..."

However, he trembled for three minutes and stood there motionless.

The male student was a little impatient, "Can you still do it, hurry up."

Wen Zhichu took a step back in fright, watching the scissors in his hand not move for a long time.

[System: Open and close the scissors, it will be ready soon. 】

Wen Zhichu: "Tmall Elf?"

[System: What's wrong? 】

Wen Zhichu: "Instigating others to commit a crime is also a crime."

"..."

Good guy, you'll have to hold your back even if you die.

On the other side, the male classmate kept urging Wen Zhichu to do it quickly, so that he could slip away when he was done, so that he could relieve his anger and not worry about being discovered.

"Hurry up! I'll be back from playing in a while."

Seeing the other party's fierce face, Wen Zhichu took a deep breath, then separated the scissors with his fingers and pointed them at the school uniform.

Click!

Male classmate: ...

Click click click!

Male classmate: ...

Click, click, click, click! !

The short lines fell from the air, and the male student's eyelids twitched and roared, "What the **** are you doing cutting the thread?!"

Wen Zhichu's hands trembled in fright.

"Can you **** know how to cut window grilles?"

"I... I don't have this skill." Looking at the face of the male student who was about to go mad in the next moment, Wen Zhichu hastily added: "But I still have other ways to destroy."

The male classmate looked at him suspiciously, "What way."

I saw Wen Zhichu carefully put the scissors on the side cabinet, away from the two of them, and then took out the crime tools he bought at the supermarket just now from his pocket.