The fighting power of modern primary school students, Zhang Li and Hua Chao have been witnessed.
San San realized that he had no choice but to return to the opposite team in despair.
"Bei Xiaobei, you can only afford this kind of mobile phone."
At ten o'clock sharp, the sales of new products across the street officially started.
Everyone in the queue received a number card, and only 20 people were let in at a time, and the rest could only continue to wait.
Beibei felt guilty looking at them.
The sun is already very strong at ten o'clock, and it is very hot on people's bodies.
Just looking at those young men and women, they seem to be enjoying themselves.
The look he looked over showed arrogance and condescension.
It seems that with expensive mobile phones, their souls and worth have also been upgraded.
Beibei was speechless. Across the middle of the road, she could hear girls showing off to their friends on the phone.
Beibei quickly covered the ears of the children next to her, fearing that the incorrect values of the people opposite would corrode the young minds of the children.
The inventory of the Yali brand flagship store was not enough, and the store manager did not expect that so many children would buy it.
Bei Huahua held her head high and said proudly: "I informed them."
"My...boyfriend..." Bei Huahua pursed her lips, glanced at her aunt, reorganized her words and said, "They are all students from the fourth primary school."
Bei Huahua herself felt surprised.
Bei Xiaobei looked carefully and discovered that these primary school students were wearing the uniforms of the Fourth Primary School.
Bei Xiaobei had the convenience of a front row seat and bought everything.
For those who came later, the store manager could only inform them apologetically that they needed to temporarily adjust the goods and wait or come back to buy next time.
All the children who did not purchase it unexpectedly chose to wait.
The hot sales scene here actually attracted some people who were bored waiting.
A young man came over and said jokingly: "Is this toy so good? Why don't you give it to me and my brother will pay three times the price."
He, the second generation of rich people, is not short of money.
I'm just bored of waiting, have fun, and amuse the kids.
Unexpectedly, the child refused.
The rich second generation thought that primary school students did not understand the value of red notes, "Three times, 600 yuan, you can buy a better toy."
The person asked by the rich second generation happened to be Chen Xiaojie who came over after receiving the news.
He glanced sideways at the adult with clear and stupid eyes, "Ignorance, ignorance."
He couldn't say any more, because he was afraid that these adults would snatch it from them.
The rich second generation laughed angrily, "Children have quite a personality."
As soon as Chen Xiaojie saw the familiar shape, he knew that the phone in front of him was the one that had been confiscated from him.
Oh, there are subtle differences too.
However, this is not important.
A child who bought a mobile phone wanted to try it out on the spot, but was restrained by a child behind him who was still waiting for delivery.
"Go back and try again."
The rich second generation saw clearly, pointed at their funny actions and laughed, "You don't think we are coming to rob you, do you?"
"Are you kidding..."
This rich second-generation comrade has no idea that he will soon be slapped in the face by his arrogant remarks.
The rich second-generation comrade wanted to say something sarcastic, but his eyes were attracted by the commotion on the other side.
At first there were a few brief exclamations, and no one realized what happened.
I saw a girl covering her neck and making a loud noise.
There was blood between her fingers.
A short man held a long watermelon knife in his hand, stood closely behind the girl, and gently slashed the knife.
The person standing in front of the girl happened to turn around and met the man's sinister smile.
He immediately stepped back in horror.
The queue here was too crowded and congested. As soon as she stepped back, many people in front of her were dragged to the ground by her, making cursing sounds.
Soon, some people noticed the movement here, screaming and wanting to disperse.
Tanwood looked at the chaos he created with admiration.
The girl whose throat he cut fell limply to the ground. Tanwood smiled and kicked the girl several times with his toes, "You bitch, go to hell and buy a mobile phone."
After a successful blow, Tanwood had no intention of escaping.
Looking at the crowd around him, the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. His eyes were bloodshot, and he pointed the watermelon knife stained red at the crowd opposite, "You...all deserve to die."
"Buying a mobile phone costs ten thousand yuan, why?"
He was obviously in a daze, "All vain people are like that bitch, go to hell."
He became angry when he thought that all the money he had earned from moving bricks was wasted by the woman lying on the ground.
He couldn't even bear to eat a ten-yuan lunch box, but now that woman came to buy a mobile phone worth tens of thousands.
The more Tanwood thought about it, the more unstable his mood became. It seemed that everyone around him had turned into man-eating monsters.
The bride price is 200,000 yuan, and the money for the wedding, house, and car... He borrowed a lot of online loans, but now he can't pay them back, and this woman wants to break up with him.
"Go to hell, go to hell." Tanwood's eyes were red and he waved the watermelon knife randomly.
Some people were cut by him, while others stepped forward and hit them with their own portable chairs.
Two agile boys wanted to subdue him from behind.
Tanwood waved his arms harder and harder, almost cutting the two boys' clothes.
No one else could get into him, and he couldn't break through the human wall of a few brave young men who stepped forward.
Tanwood gasped for air, and his anger was like an explosion of molten lava, completely submerging his reason.
There was only resentment accumulated for a long time in his eyes. Why was life not created equal?
Why is it that while he is living so hard and earning only 18 cents of hard-earned money, some people are squandering it and easily buy tens of thousands of mobile phones?
Tanwood's red eyes swept across the group of primary school students opposite.
Even children of several years old are better than him.
When Bei Xiaobei saw the fallen woman, he was so frightened that his hands and feet became weak and his face turned pale.
Not long ago, that woman heard the other party's lively phone call showing off to her friends.
Now he was lying on the ground like a dead fish, twitching from time to time.
She was trapped in fear for a long time and could not recover. The devil opposite seemed to look over here, and then...
Beibei screamed silently: He is coming and ran over very fast.
It turns out that people are so frightened that their throats cannot make a sound.
Bei Xiaobei suddenly remembered that they were all elementary school students who were powerless.
This knife cuts down, and one chop cuts off a piece.
Shameless, if you can't kill young adults, you want to kill primary school students.
As one of the few adults here, Bei Xiaobei reluctantly tried to stand in front of the children.
However, he was pulled to the very back by a pulling force from behind.
Bei Xiaobei thought she would see the panicked and frightened faces of the children.
But she didn't expect that she was the only one who seemed to be afraid.
Did she see it wrong? The other children seemed to be very excited and gearing up?
