I’m Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl

Stepping into the old nest of Zhao Guangtou, I saw the familiar back in the courtyard where I was leaning.

Is it Xiaoqin? It is still in my mind, a memory that I can’t forget for a long time.

In a flash, I thought that I had penetrated time and space and saw the little bully many years ago.

I don't know where to change the school uniform skirt, changed a small trousers with light trousers, bandages on both wrists, a professional martial arts master.

She is so familiar with the heroic posture of her enemies under her feet.

Of course, my perspective may have been different in the past, but it does not affect my sense of nostalgia.

The five little punks, plunging eastward, were poured around the small celery in a radial way. Only two of them remained standing. I was late for a while, and the battle was completely out of my reach.

"This woman is a monster." One of the three- or seven-pointed guys snorted.

"You said who is a monster," I slammed up. "Even if it is a monster, it doesn't matter to you."

At this moment, Xiaoqin was awake because of my voice, and she looked at me in confusion, as if she had just woken up from her dreams.

In order to fight against his own terrorism, Xiaoqin must take the initiative to blacken to fight with the little gangsters. This is very similar to the five tigers of the Ministry of Punishment. As soon as I heard out, Xiaoqin recovered.

"Ye Lin, classmate."

After seeing me, Xiaoqin was shocked first, then her lips smashed up, and then the clenched fist was released. She ignored the enemy and stood opposite. She cried a little and screamed at me. come.

"~~~~(gt;_lt;)~~~~呜呜呜, you finally came to me, Ye Lin can actually guess that I will come here... I am so happy."

While crying, he pointed to the opposite side. "Ye Lin, he, they bully me, you have to avenge me."

The two faces who stood still were all green. Xiaoqin was still a **** of war for a second, and the next second was thrown into my arms to be a little daughter. It was really a disappointment for them, and they suspected that they were in the same position. Not human.

I saw that the situation at this time was already two-on-two. Unless the other party had a gun, it would never be possible to turn over. So I first comforted Xiao Qin, and even the words "Hey, don't cry" were used.

The other side is very faceless (or scared), and forgot to take the opportunity to escape.

"Uncle Hu and Leopard are not protecting you in secret." I asked, "Since it is the grievances of the Tao, why not use the real underworld to deal with them."

Xiaoqin said with tears: "Because I and Ye Lin went to the zoo, they followed, making us a little bit private, so I don't want them to be so tight every day, if they don't agree, then I will Call the police."

The alarm, the big righteousness of the deceased, Hu Shu and Leopard uncle took the task of protecting Xiaoqin, it really fell eight years of blood mold.

However, this also explains why Xiaoqin and the squad leader were in danger at noon today, and Hu Shu and Leopard Uncle did not appear.

Having said that, the situation is not a dangerous situation for Xiaoqin. If the squad leader knew that Xiaoqin was so powerful, he would not rescue Xiaoqin in one fell swoop and then he would be knocked down.

Before my chest was completely wet by the tears of Xiaoqin, I gently pushed Xiaoqin away and turned to the two fish that trembled and screamed at them, and waved to them:

"You guys come up together."

The two men shook their heads. They were Zhao Guangtou's men. It was estimated that they had met with me and knew my bad name, but I don't remember them.

Xiaoqin consciously retreated to the audience and cheered for me: "Ye Lin should be careful. If you lose your hand, no one can protect me."

It is the other party that needs protection. I am not eager to sympathize with the enemy.

At this moment, Zhao Guangtou led a thin student wearing a school uniform, pushed the back door of the courtyard, and walked in without hesitation.

It is obvious that the wall next to the back door has fallen, and there is a big hole. He has to be a pendulum, not to enter or leave the door.

It turned out that he was discharged from the hospital, but only brought a person to support, is it too big?

And the students behind him are not very capable of playing. The school uniform is not in the 28th, but it is also a common blue and white stripe style, because he is relatively thin, so the sleeves and pants of the school uniform follow him. Moved and swayed slightly.

But after getting closer, I found that the student’s left half had a scar from the forehead to the lower jaw, and his eyes were very uncomfortable. At first glance, it seemed fierce, but carefully tasted and felt He hates something that does not exist in the world, and constantly sniffs the empty prey in the air.

Zhao Guangtou saw me, a little surprised, but did not stop.

"Why, I heard that there is a crazy girl who is going to make a noise, and everyone is beaten by blood. It turns out that she is your horse. You are really a pair of crazy dogs."

Xiao Qin suddenly blushed, she put a shy posture, whispered behind me:

"Ye Lin, we seem to have misunderstood, Mr. Zhao seems to be a good person."

Good guy, your sister, he is good at both of us. Don’t say that they are “good guys” because they say that they are “one pair”, you are too easy to buy.

"The surname of Zhao, you care about what is the relationship between us." I squeaked my knuckles. "In short, you have to find the troubles of people around me. This account must be counted today, come and come, you four Let me give you a lesson."

To my surprise, Zhao Guang’s hair had a sneer.

"Hey... Ye Lin, I said before, don't think that you are invincible in the world, and you have a strong self-powered hand. Today I will let you plant a head."

Let’s talk with one hand and say hello to the thin middle school students around me. “Give me up and let him see how powerful you are.”

Although I had judged that the middle school student was unusual, I didn't think that Zhao Guangtou had such confidence. He wanted him to fight with me alone. I immediately put on a defensive posture, stepping on the horse and doing a good job. Preparation.

Unexpectedly, the middle school student turned a deaf ear to Zhao Guangtou’s command and squatted directly on the ground. He concentrated on playing a model of Altman, and his eyes were terrible.

Zhao Guangtou was so angry that he smoked seven cigarettes, but he was quite afraid of the other side. He did not dare to move rough. He had to whisper in a soft voice:

"Di Yun, I bought you a full set of Altman's model, so you can help your older brother."

The other two punks have complex expressions, and three of them are for Zhao Guangtou:

"Big Brother, let this self-proclaimed ‘from the Diga Altman Nebula’, even the guy who doesn’t know the real name, doesn’t matter, his spirit is not normal.”

"Yeah yeah." The second little punk stared at the scars on Di Yun's face and echoed. "I heard that when he was a child, someone grabbed his Altman toy, and he even smashed his big teeth. The ten-year-old opponent was scared away, leaving such a big scar and not knowing the pain."

Zhao Guangtou licked two useless hands and said, "You know a fart. Deng Xiaoping said that no matter whether it is a black cat or a white cat, it is a good cat to catch a mouse. No matter whether Diyun has a problem with his brain, Just be able to hit it."

Then he bowed to Di Yunha and said in a small voice:

"Die Yun, brother, you can't stand by, standing on the opposite tall man, he is going to grab your Altman toy."

After listening to this, the man named Di Yun suddenly turned back, and the killing effect in his eyes seemed to be no longer the existence of the world. He trembled fiercely.

"Yes... you want to grab my Altman,,,."

The eyes of the eyes, the hatred of the black beads, as if the wind hit my cheek.

"Hey," Xiaoqin couldn't help but laugh behind me.

Laughing, laughing, do you think of my relationship with Optimus Prime, I am different from this guy, at least I am 14 years old and I don’t like robot toys, but I am addicted to the Altman model. I also think that I am an alien from the M78 nebula.

Like the tranquility before the storm, Di Yun looked at the red Altman model in his hand, and the little punk next to him hurriedly said, "I will help you."

Diyun glanced at the other side, and then carefully placed the Altman model under the wall, as if he were a living object, and gave him a deep glimpse.

"If someone wants to hurt you, please change."

I am going to go, this is really not a disease, look at Zhao Guangtou proud, like a victory in the grip, is he playing with his eyes, this guy named Di Yun, will not just be a pure mental patient, he wants I wounded Diyun and let me eat the lawsuit.

When Diyun took the first step toward me, I knew I was wrong.

Even Xiaoqin gave a surprised exclamation.

This is the speed, not like any martial arts genre, it is a violation of the ergonomic walking posture, how could it be so fast, the knife he poked to my eyes, fierce like a cobra.

I tried my best to escape the blow and suddenly fell into a cold sweat.

Zhao Guangtou laughed behind him: "Ye Lin, you are waiting for a loss. Before we accepted Diyun, we had half of the brothers in the hospital."

Is this the case? This can also explain why Xiaoqin came to attack the old nest of Zhao Guangtou, but the other party only had less than ten people coming to meet the enemy, but the value of Diyun’s force was obviously far from my expectation, if I was a little If you relax a little, you may lose.

There is a saying in martial arts, called "One Yong, Two Forces, Three Kung Fu". Because Diyun has entered the water because of his brain, he believes that he is an alien who is invulnerable. His "courage" is no longer there, and he is like a horn. Trembling action, unexpectedly very confusing and lethal.

In "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", after the poisonous Ouyang Feng went into flames, the martial arts were invincible. Is it because of the blood of Altman that Diyun has inadvertently created a new martial arts?

Eyes and ghosts, like the killing of the father to win the wife's hate, gesture ghosts, like the late leprosy, action ghosts, each attack must be repeated three times, although the IQ is worrying, but the speed is extremely fast, the flaws are fleeting, people I don't know how to deal with it.

While attacking, he screamed: "The ultimate blaze, the spiral impact beam."

It seems to be the trick of Diga Altman. When I was a child, it seemed to be played on TV. I always felt that I was playing against such a man, and it was a shame.

But I can't help but admit that his body is strange to the point where there is a residual image. Under his continuous attack, I have to retreat one after another, and there is no chance to use the yin and yang.