If a gun is fired at the gate of the campus, the problem will inevitably escalate. If students dance again, they are still students after all. At best, they can use a knife and show off their teeth in the school, but when it comes to legendary weapons like guns, students simply don’t have it. Concept.≧Capstone novel,
Now, this living weapon has appeared at the gate of No. 5 Middle School, and it is difficult for the school not to be alerted.
The little guy is very curious why Lao Qiang and his gang are at the gate of the campus, threatening their classmates and beating them to bloody pulps. There are no cuckolds from the school security department. Why did he only print a few bricks? These guys are like wolves. They rushed over like a tiger, and with them came the pudgy principal, the lanky vice principal, and the most annoying dean.
Soon, she was taken to the principal's office, along with the loyal little fat boy.
Poof!
The dean with thick eyebrows and slanted eyes got angry ahead of the principal. He slapped his desk hard and roared at the top of his voice. He was so close that the little guy could hardly hear what he was yelling about. , I felt that my silky hair was constantly being blown by this person's powerful breath, and my ears were itching when it was rubbed.
"Classmate Xue Shi, you are so lawless that you dare to bring a gun to school. Are you crazy? Or your dad is crazy!"
The dean was shocked and angry. What happened today was simply beyond his knowledge. Students in No. 5 Middle School were difficult to manage. He knew better than anyone. He had even seen a student put a dagger in another student's neck. It's only fifty cents to hang around.
But even if he broke his head, he couldn't imagine that any student would dare to use a gun on campus. This was simply appalling.
"Lao Zhu, stop talking, inform your parents, inform the police station!"
The fat principal pondered for a long time and finally made the final decision.
He is not as simple-minded as the dean of students. He thinks clearly. It is impossible to cover up the matter at hand. The top priority is to solve the problem and report the problem as quickly as possible to minimize the political impact.
As for lecturing students and spitting, it is meaningless.
The little guy was very cooperative and happily told the school administrator Xue Xiang’s office phone number.
In fact, when she stood up to save Xu Feifei, she knew that the matter was definitely going to be big and big guys would be provoked.
If you can't escape left or right, it's better to live happily!
I heard that a robbery had occurred on campus, and the police station quickly sent officers to rush over and handcuff the kid on the spot. The kid involved was roasted back to the police station.
There is no small matter involving guns, and no one dares to neglect it.
The three fat principals hurriedly came out to stop them and informed the police station. It was a matter of procedure, but it was absolutely impossible to take the person away. They might be turned into a criminal case by the police who wanted to make meritorious deeds, and a juvenile delinquent would be released from No. 5 Middle School. This kind of situation No one can afford the bad impact.
While the two sides were in a stalemate, there were two knocks on the office door. "Hello, leaders, I am Xue Shi's eldest brother and her parent!"
Xue Laosan received the call and finally rushed over.
"Get out, why are you here like this? Get out quickly."
The dean of students waved his hands away.
It’s no wonder that the dean is so judgmental, but Xue Xiang’s appearance is too silky, covered in soot, and shabby. At a glance, you can tell that he is a coolie worker from a nearby coal mine.
Let this kind of person step into this magnificent office, and it may take several days to make up for the lack of hygiene.
Xue Xiang cowardly agreed, exited the door cautiously, stood by the door, and asked timidly, "Boss, what happened to my sister? Don't let her drop out of school. As long as she doesn't drop out, I can say anything." If you break the pot and sell iron, you should also pay the fine."
Seeing this scene, the little guy almost fainted. What she was thinking carefully was that when the big guys came, she would completely solve the trouble, and then go home and endure the big guys' noise for a few hours, and that would be the end of it.
She originally thought that her eldest brother would come on a white horse, but it turned out that he came crawling. This contrast was really unbearable for her little heart.
"A fine? What on earth are you thinking about? I didn't see the police coming. The fine can be solved. Let's see what your sister brought to school. What kind of family is your family? There are even such things. I
I think you should take your sister back. We can’t educate students like this well..."
After holding back what he was saying, the dean finally found the outlet and sprayed non-stop.
Xue Xiang just kept smiling and nodding. After he finished speaking, he pointed at the gun on the table and said, "Boss, that's not a real gun, it's a fake gun. I made it for my sister to play with."
From the moment he walked in and saw the thing on the table, Xue Xiang guessed that the little guy had toiled with Lao Qin to find it. As for its purpose, he thought about it for a moment and figured it out.
"What, fake gun? You can fool others, but you can also fool me. I hold a gun every day, but I can't touch it!"
The thick-necked policeman was not happy, as if his professionalism had been challenged, and said with bulging eyes, "I can tell you how heavy this gun is. How dare you say that you made it? You have this technology, and you can still go there."
Digging for coal?”
"If you don't believe me, I'll open it and show it to you!"
As he was talking, Xue Xiang finally stepped into the room. The dean was about to yell again, and the fat principal waved his hand. He wished it was a fake gun. Didn't all the problems revolve around this gun? If it was a fake gun,
, then everything will stop.
Xue Xiang caught the sound of the gunshot and padded it. He was also shocked. This gun was so lifelike. This bastard Lao Qin had worked hard. The weight was the same as a real gun. The metal luster was impressive and the rifling was obvious.
After polishing, the magazine was removed, and there were still a few yellow-orange bullets inside. Anyone who looked at it would think it was a real gun. Even if it was a tentacle, it would be difficult to tell.
But Xue Xiang knew that even with Lao Qin's courage, he didn't dare to stuff the real thing into the hands of the Demon King.
After rubbing it for a moment, he knew what was going on. He reached out and grabbed the silver paper knife in the pen holder on the table. The dean of teachers screamed in surprise, and the thick-necked policeman also hurriedly grabbed it from his waist.
Xue Xiang smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I'll show you the evidence!" As he said that, he started scratching at the sound of gunfire.
Soon, the metallic paint on the outside fell off after being scratched with a sharp paper knife, revealing the wood texture.
Pulling out the bullet and rubbing it, the gold paint of the bullet was soon worn away, revealing the appearance of wood.
This gun is indeed a wooden gun. It has a magazine and a mechanism, but it does not have a core firing device. It is made of wood mixed with special chemical materials and weighted. It is molded in proportion to the weight of the real gun.
The outside uses a special paint method, double-layer coloring and baking varnish. It is absolutely impossible to make this thing in the world, but in the military industry, it is easy to make this simulated gun.
The little guy asked Lao Qin for this gun, which was just a replica. She is extremely smart and knows the shortcomings of the discharge board bricks, so this gun is just right for her. (To be continued...)