I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

"Then you can spend your Christmas alone!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka paid the money to the boss and complained.

But at this moment, Chen Feng's cell phone rang suddenly, as if it was a text message.

Seeing the changing situation on Chen Feng's face, he finally revealed a troubled expression.

"What's wrong?"

"Someone asked me out to hang out."

"Male and female?"

"Spend them all."

"..."

She clenched her fists, "Do you know that I really want to beat you up now."

"please?"

Gradually loosening his fist, Hiratsuka sighed quietly.

"Forget it, bring the things, do you want me to take you there?"

She has already felt a burst of despair about the reality, and she plans to go back and have a good drink and sleep well, and the next day will be the next day after waking up.

Chen Feng seemed to have chatted with the other party at this time.

"Did you go back and do something?"

"drink wine!"

Shizuka Hiratsuka replied angrily.

"Then go together, Yihua said it's better to be more lively. Also, drink less alcohol, smoke more, it's okay, at most, you will die from a terminal illness, and if you drink too much and become stupid, then no one will want you."

"I want you to take care of it! It's really..."

When they came to the car, Chen Feng was flipping through the 'figures' he brought for her. Seeing that Chen Feng couldn't find them for a while, she remembered what happened at the banquet at Xuexia's house last time, and asked road:

"I heard from Yang Nai that Ye Shan asked her to intercede with you? Is there a contradiction?"

"Well, it's nothing serious, it's just that kid's own imagination."

"You're still a child, how old do you really think you are?"

Shizuka Hiratsuka almost laughed when she heard that, a first-year high school student called a third-year senior, how strange it sounds.

But after she said these words, Chen Feng paused obviously.

After a while, Chen Feng said calmly.

"If possible, I also want to be a child, but I can't go back, just like a dead person can't be resurrected. No one can change anything, and neither can God."

Chen Feng shook his head with a complex expression, and handed the small box containing the 'figure' to Shizuka Hiratsuka.

I don't know if it's my own illusion, why did this brat's eyes suddenly dim?

He seemed... lost.

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"This Is My Ninja Journey"

"Teacher~teacher~ They sent me to catch you back as Hokage again."

"No, it's boring to fart too much Konoha."

"Then why have you worked so hard for ten years?"

"It's not for the two of us to be able to draw in peace of mind."

"Then... can I draw the teacher into my new work as the hero?"

"Little girl, I don't remember teaching you that way!"

Chapter 96: Are you really doing this for me?

Re-examining what he said just now, Shizuka Hiratsuka felt that he didn't say anything that would irritate people. What happened to him?

For a while, the atmosphere in the car became heavy. Chen Feng sat on the passenger seat and watched the snowflakes falling on the car window quietly, his eyes were distracted, while Hiratsuka Jing held the box that Chen Feng had just handed over without saying a word. hair.

"Okay, let me Kangkang how about the things you made...Pfft! What did you bring to me?!"

Opening the box, Hiratsuka Jing almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, looking at the gleaming silver pistol and magazine inside, her eyes were filled with shock.

She glanced at Chen Feng quietly, then retracted her gaze, thinking:

"Did this brat take it wrong?"

Chen Feng, whose eyes were slack, suddenly looked away, and he said doubtfully:

"Hand-made, otherwise what else can it be?"

"Then what are you going to do with me the Glock?"

Picking up the pistol in the box, she couldn't feel the material of the gun because she was wearing gloves, but it felt a little lighter than the Glock she had touched before.

Shizuka Hiratsuka picked up the gun body skillfully, stuffed the magazine in, pulled the holster, and then pressed the release button to take out the magazine.

Only then did she realize something was wrong.

"you made it yourself?"

"Well. It took a lot of materials to make it, so don't break it."

"you……"

Hiratsuka looked at Chen Feng with a strange look in his eyes. Could this kind of thing be made by an ordinary high school student casually?

Turning the pistol left and right, I found that there was no bullet in it.

Fortunately no...

For some reason, Shizuka Hiratsuka breathed a sigh of relief.