Song Hu was chatting and was about to start flattering, when a beautiful shadow appeared at the school gate. He had a long body and a small face, a short hair like a boy, and a look of peace on his face. If it wasn't the new leader, who could it be?
"Fuck, you dare to come here, you are so brave!"
From afar, Song Huhu shouted excitedly.
Indeed, now was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Killing the fragile first-year high school girl in front of him was in his pocket. Thinking of this, he was inexplicably excited.
"My ancestor, Song Hu, please be quiet and kneel down and kowtow if you are sensible enough. Maybe I will beg Sister Shi to spare your life!"
Hearing Song Hu scolding the little guy, the little fat man felt as if his ancestral grave had been dug up. His nose was almost filled with anger. He pointed at Song Hu and cursed loudly. As for the horrific scene on the ground, the little fat man had seen enough blood and cruelty that night.
, is it still a thing?
However, the big black man who was following behind saw the miserable state of Li Dao and others, and his liver trembled a little, so he didn't dare to open his teeth!
Song Hu was furious, "You little bitch, you're looking for death!" While yelling and scolding, he let go of Xu Feifei and rushed towards the little fat man.
The little fat man relied on the little guy's remaining power, and his talk was okay, but when he really started to fight, he was a scumbag. Seeing Song Hu's ferocious energy, he felt weak for a long time. He only watched Sister Shi pulling slowly and calmly next to him.
He was holding the zipper of the small school bag on his chest, so he could not move back, but his legs couldn't help but start to tremble.
Song Hu came with great force, and he was close in a blink of an eye. He slapped the little fat man with a thick palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, and when he was about to succeed, the little guy moved.
She actually took out a brick from her schoolbag and slowly pressed it towards Song Hu's ugly face.
Song Hu was strong and quick, but the little guy was weak and delicate, and his attacks were slow. Everyone thought that this upright sneak attack would be useless.
Lao Qiang and others even had smiles on their faces. They had long heard that there was a girl in No. 5 Middle School who was very good. She almost made Hua Zi and his gang lose money. Since then, they did not dare to appear near No. 5 Middle School. They originally thought that the girl must have outstanding martial arts.
Basic skills. Just like an old gun, I have been a master since I was a child and learned the real skills.
Who would have known that when this girl showed up, she was so pretty, and Lao Qiang's eyes were sharp. He could tell at a glance that the little girl was just an ordinary girl, and she didn't look like she had been trained at all.
At this moment, when she saw her attacking Song Huhu, she immediately thought that the little guy was bound to be unlucky.
Sure enough, Song Laohu suddenly changed his tactics in mid-air and slapped the little fat man's face. He immediately turned around and slapped the little guy right in the face.
Obviously, Song Laohu had a good idea. He could completely solve this scourge and break the myth of No. 5 Middle School with just one blow from the little guy.
Who would have known that when he saw his big palm-like hands with black hair coming into contact with the little guy's little red apple-like face, a sudden change occurred. Song Laohu suddenly let out a blood-piercing scream, and then, there was a snap.
There was a crisp sound, and the square brick in the little guy's hand was printed squarely on Song Laohu's ugly face. Song Laohu didn't even make a sound. The bag fell over.
Wow!
The whole audience was shocked, and some people behind Lao Qiang in strange costumes couldn't help but take a few steps back.
But the little fat man jumped to his feet and cheered, shouting loudly, "Paralyzed. How dare you, Song Hu, dare to fight Sister Shi, you are seeking death!" While shouting and scolding, he hit Song Hu, who had passed away, with a vicious blow.
Kicked twice.
"What the hell is this!"
Lao Qiang stared at the brick in the little guy's hand, and finally saw some clues. This was not an ordinary brick at all, but a model forged into the shape of a brick. The base was like a brick, but there was a handle on the top.
The handle is shaped like a brick version of a soldering iron, and the red bricks on the base give off a cold metallic luster.
Lao Qiang has never seen such a sharp weapon in his life!
The little guy didn't look at him, and said to Xu Feifei, who had been stunned for a long time, "Why are you still standing there? Go back quickly. I will avenge you."
Xu Feifei seemed to be waking up from a dream, nodding her head like a chicken eating rice, and hurriedly ran towards the little guy, circled around a lot, and finally ran away.
Lao Qiang stared at the little guy coldly and sneered, "I can run away from the monk, but I can't run away from the temple. Do you really want to interfere in this matter?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Get out of here while I'm not angry, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
The little guy looked at the old gun sideways and said coldly.
"Sister Shi, what nonsense are you talking to these bastards? You'll be beaten down by them!"
The little fat man was gearing up and eager to give it a try. Just now, the little guy knocked down Song Laohu with ease, which made him feel very excited.
The old gun sneered, pointed at the little fat man and said, "What a bastard, I have to cut out a piece of meat from your body to drink wine today!" After that, he said to the man in the windbreaker beside him, "Come in, parallel importer, hit hard and fast.
This girl doesn’t have any skills on her body, there’s just something weird on the tiles, please pay attention!”
Lao Qiang was a man with a keen eye. He had already noticed that the little guy had no skills. Song Laohu was easily knocked down. There must be a story in it. Obviously, the problem lies in that brick.
The man in the trench coat responded and said with a smile, "Boss, I have something to say first. This girl is smooth and she is my food. No one else is allowed to take her away from her!"
"Go, as long as you can win it!" Lao Qiang said calmly.
"Qinghao!"
The man in the trench coat yelled, ran a few steps quickly, kicked the little guy directly on the shoulder, and the little guy suddenly hit the bricks. The little fat man exclaimed, it turned out that the little guy was too early, the man in the trench coat had long legs
Before it was kicked, her brick seemed to be waiting for someone to take it back and sweep it away.
Everyone knows that to hit someone with a fist, you must first retract it and then release it to be powerful. The little guy is so hard and stiff, isn't he looking for a beating?
Amidst the exclamations, a strange scene appeared. Before the long legs of the man in the windbreaker could reach the bricks, he let out a scream and fell down in mid-air. He hugged his legs and screamed. The little guy walked forward slowly, snap.
Another brick hit the ground and hit the man in the trench coat right on the face, "I'm naturally good-looking, but don't worry about it. I'm so ugly. I'll give you plastic surgery!"
With a bang, the man in the trench coat stopped screaming, just like Song Hu, quietly making the most intimate contact with the earth!
"Yeah, yeah! Sister Shi is invincible, Sister Shi is the best, invincible in the world, what a bullshit old gun, even if the cannon comes, I still have to kneel down for our sister Shi!"
The little fat man couldn't see clearly what was going on. He just thought that the little guy was invincible and his voice was loud.
The gangsters near the old gun all changed their colors. They knew how capable the man in the windbreaker was, but the old gunman had the most powerful warrior. The girl in front of him might be considered tall among girls, but she was not ready for a tough guy like the man in the windbreaker.
He was just a little bean sprout, but he didn't know that he was really fighting against him. The man in the windbreaker didn't even make a single move and was knocked away. What a magical skill!
"Again, get out of here right now and don't come to No. 5 Middle School again. Otherwise, I won't be polite and will swat them all here for you like flies!"
The little guy held up the special bricks and said calmly. (To be continued...)