I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

"Not so outdated?" After buying 50 game coins (one for a dollar) at the checkout counter, I also stepped down to follow Amy and captured her eyes.

Amy's scornful eyes swept through the music games such as the dance machine.

“Do you want to play the big drums?” I pointed to a machine in a prominent position, “You can test your rhythm!”

"Hey, it’s hard to take a day off. Do you think I will still touch music-related things?" Amy screamed that I was not considerate enough. "Music is work, it's not fun at all! I hate to die!" That's not a 'big' drumist but a 'too' drumman'! Don't bully me without knowing Chinese characters, 'big' and 'too' I can still distinguish!"

Oh, don't care about the details! I have been unable to understand what the Japanese Taiko drum is, so I just screamed into a drum. And according to the Japanese, the special long knife is called Taidao, and the boss of the family is called Taro's consistent urinary line. Maybe my Drum Master is still the translation name of Cinda Ya!

I turned around and saw a shooting machine. I remembered the basketball contest that will be held soon and the bet that I played with Niu Shili. I chilled over my body. I voted for two coins in the shooting machine and I was going to sneak in the hand.

The helplessness is that the basket of the shooting machine is designed too low, the ball is smaller than normal. After the 1 minute countdown of the coin, it has passed 6 seconds. I didn’t even throw a ball. The first three **** are cast. Lost.

Wow, at this level, Fu Yanjie is simply drinking! Should I take a nap at dinner every day and get used to it slowly?

I calmed down and finally found the feeling. I hit 5 in a row. At this time, the countdown number has become 47 seconds. The scoring screen next to it shows the "5" word of Red Tongtong.

Seeing that I played basketball on my own, Amy felt that she was neglected, and her boss was not happy to say:

"Who allowed you to play this? I hate music first, the second hates the sun, and the third hate is ball sports!"

Eh? The first two I can understand, one is an annoying job, one is rich in ultraviolet rays, but the ball sports invite you to provoke you?

"Hey, the ball game is the most dangerous! How much hurts by the ball, don't you know?"

I shot a ball in a standard shooting position and didn't make it. I had to switch to a low shot in the shooting mode.

"Isn't it so easy to get hit by the ball?" I said, "Are you hiding from it?"

"You said it easily." Amy snorted. "It's not the same as the cheaper one. My body is quite precious. Even the ball knows, so they often accidentally hit it!"

I couldn't help but laugh. "Where is this kind of thing! It is obvious that you have no motor nerves, and you are always worried that you will be hit by the ball. As a result, you are afraid of what is coming!"

When I heard that I questioned her, Amy was very angry. She waved her two small fists hard and stressed:

"It's true! This is already proven! It can be called Amy's third law! - I just have to go to the place where there is a ball, and I will definitely get in touch with all kinds of balls!"

I said no, "You are in a place with a ball now, why didn't you see a close contact with basketball?"

"Oh, that's because this lady is not close enough!"

After thinking about it, as if to prove it, Amy took the courage to walk to me and watched my pitching motion up close.

The countdown has 22 seconds and scores 40 points. It is far from good. I heard that there is an aunt in the city center who can score 256 **** in one minute.

Every time I throw the ball to the basket, or the recycled basketball rolls off the front of the machine, Amy always has to worry about squinting and avoiding, but there is no ball on her. The only danger was intercepted by me halfway.

Because almost the basketball that caught her shoulder was caught by me, Amy seemed to have discovered the New World. She also picked up a basketball from the ball-taking area and held both hands at the rim.

"I... I have to give it a try! If you bounce back, the servant is responsible for catching it!"

When the voice did not fall, I shot it in a crooked manner, because I didn’t have enough strength, and I fell off without touching the basket.

Amy was very dissatisfied with her mouth, but she had already created her record without being hit by the ball for so long, so she picked up a ball again and cast it in the posture of a cannon.

Mistakenly hit, the ball repeatedly bounced several times in the basket, actually slipped into the net, and the number on the score card immediately increased by one digit.

"Oh yeah! I voted in, I voted!!"

Amy Xi did not jump from the resort to celebrate, the joyful double ponytail reflected the golden light, attracted a group of people not far away to look at this side, but they seem to be focusing on the outcome of a fighting game, so very I quickly turned my head back.

After throwing in a ball, Amy immediately showed the arrogant expression that "the ball is no big deal".

"I really is a genius! Even if it is such a big and old sport, I can learn it by raising my hand! Well, look at me a few more cents, create a record, let the later people in this game center look up The record of genius is sore and crying!"

Don't brag, the countdown time is only ten seconds left, even if I hold you under the basket of the machine, you can't get a ball with a ball and a ball!

However, Amy Xing did not know what to do. She grabbed a ball in a hot fire and threw it out without looking at it. It was a hundred thousand miles from the basket and almost hit the cashier behind the counter.

I rushed to the scene and grabbed the ball. I said something embarrassed to the cashier.

The cashier politely nodded to me politely and secretly asked me: "Are cute children, is it a mixed race?"

Mixed-race children are right, but they are different because they are different. Worried that Amy was in danger in front of the basketball machine, I clicked and ran back.

As if I noticed my appearance at this time, the cashier did not consciously float her eyes to the two security posters posted on the wall.

The first is "careful handcuffs" and the second is "trafficking children is illegal."

Nima, I look like a trafficker! Do you think I want to kidnap Amy, a mixed-race, and ask her parents for a ransom? If I change the dimension, maybe I will do that kind of thing, but this time I will not do the kidnapping of the sister and ask the mother for ransom!

When I was holding the ball back, Amy was playing in front of the shooting machine, as if I didn’t notice that I left. She shot five or six **** in a row, and none of them entered the frame. Instead, there were three balls. There is a tendency to rebound back.

I quickly threw out the basketball in my arms and let it hit another ball, letting the latter change direction.

Then the hand quickly caught a ball that hit Amy's nose.

In such a chaotic scene, Amy actually cast a ball again. I was distracted to see the trajectory of the ball. As a result, among the "Three Musketeers" who just bounced back, the last ball succeeded in disappointing. It was on the metal protection net. Scratched a bit, then hit Amy's forehead heavily.

"呜~~~~~~!!" Miss Blonde, holding her head on the floor, her eyes hurt.

"You stupid!" Amy screamed at me. "You are my exclusive servant. Why do you want to control basketball? You will be killed if you are killed. You just have to protect. Ok, I will do it! You should be guilty of your inability to protect your car!"

I heard Amy screaming at me, but I couldn’t hear all the words. The cashier lady worriedly picked up the telephone receiver on the desk. It might be hesitant to dial 110.

Why are you still wondering if Amy was taken by me? Do you know that this mixed-race child who was praised by you just said that you were killed by basketball and didn't need me to control it! I knew that you didn't know the people, I won't save the ball!

After squatting on the ground for a while, Amy didn't play basketball, but she asked me to ask how much it would cost to play her basketball.

"Hey? Is it necessary to take it home to make a memorial?"

I asked strangely.

"Who wants this shameful commemoration!" Amy said angrily. "I want to bring this criminal back to the death penalty! I dare to slap the head of Miss Ben, I will use it with a temperature of 500 million degrees." Execution!!"

Hey, the core of the sun is only 15 million degrees, and the high temperature of 500 million degrees is going to be found in the Milky Way! In order to destroy a basketball and fly to the universe, NASA, which has been entangled in insufficient funds, will burst into tears!

I saw Amy stepping on the ball that hit her own, and I couldn’t hate it when I didn’t put it to death. Even the whole body stood up and tried to smash it. The result almost lost balance and fell. Fortunately, I took it from the side. She has supported it.

"This little friend..." Miss Ai, who was in the cashier's period, came to dissuade him. "Please don't put your basketball under your feet and step on it?"

Amy gave her a look. It is estimated that she was caught by the ball because of the indirect reason of the cashier. Now she is still angry. It is not only to put the basketball under the foot, but also to keep the cashier. The five-body cast posture allowed her to step on it in order to let her out.

In order not to intensify the contradiction, I picked up the basketball from Amy's feet and turned to the cashier while asking the cashier:

"Sorry, we broke the ball, let us buy it, how much do you have to pay?"

The cashier lady looked at the ball in my hand in confusion. "This... although it is a bit dirty, but it is not bad?"

I shrugged and pulled out a bunch of keys from my trouser pockets and held them tightly in my fingers. This "simple finger tiger" is a common means of small punk fights.

With a little luck, with the sound of "噗", the inferior basketball was poked out of a hole by my key, and the gas filled with plastic smell leaked cleanly.

I lifted the basketball wreckage like a dead starfish to the cashier's face and asked one eyebrow to ask:

"Now I can know how much it means?"