Chapter 1: This world is a bit wrong! (1/2)
I entered June, and the East China Sea was already hot like a big stove.
The sky is blue and no cloud can be seen. The hot sun is like a huge fireball hanging high above the sky.
Donghai No. 1 Middle School.
五 5:30 in the afternoon.
”Bell Bell Bell ...”
When the bell rang at the end of class, the whole campus seemed to wake up from a deep sleep, and there was a loud noise.
After a short while, a large number of students rushed out of the various teaching buildings, and three or five clusters of jokes and walked towards the school gate.
”It's too hot this day!” Someone cursed.
”Wang Teng, drink at the Rose Bar in the evening.”
A voice pulled Wang Teng back from his thoughts to reality.
”Xu Jie!”
看着 He looked at the person, his face was familiar, and long-term memory flowed from the back of his mind. This was a playmate in his high school circle.
”Let's play, I won't go at night, a little headache.” Wang Teng said.
Xu Jie hurriedly said, ”Don't introduce it, brother Wang Teng. Our small circle has few people at first. It's boring if you don't come, and we haven't got together for a while. So, change the time tomorrow, tomorrow?
King Wang Teng shook his head and said helplessly: ”Then tomorrow night.”
”Okay, I told Xiaowei that they should meet again tomorrow night.” Xu Jie smiled happily.
The two walked to the gate of the school, and there was a sudden disturbance in front of them.
”Oh, what's going on? So many people are around.” Xu Jie wondered.
”I went to see.”
I said that he had already run up, pushed the crowd out of the crowd and reached the front of the crowd.
Wang Teng put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly. When several students saw him, they gave way to each other in fear that they might get into him.
My own name is really big enough!
King Wang Teng could not help laughing at himself.
Unfortunately, it is not a good reputation.
He walked to the front of the crowd and saw on the open space, a girl beat a few yellow-yellow-green social youths with hair dyed to the ground, crying father and mother, looking at the girl's eyes full of fear.
Combining the discussions around him, he probably understands what happened.
Some social youths like to gather in high school and junior high schools, and select students who seem to be bullying, blackmail, blackmail, etc.
Feared to be in trouble, most of the students suffered and swallowed their voices, which helped fuel the turmoil over time.
Just after school, a few yellow hairs and green hairs met He Manrong, and when she saw that she was beautiful, she couldn't help coming forward to make fun of her and made a few swear words.
They did not expect that He Manrong was not just a soft persimmon that anyone could knead, but a rose with a thorn.
She shot with anger, she couldn't get up in three or two hits.
”Goddess He is worthy of being a high-ranking warrior. Those young people in society are now kicking the iron plate!”
A male student next to him shook his fist, and the acne on his face was slightly red because he was too excited.
Hearing his words, he regarded He Manrong as a goddess.
”I heard that He Manrong was a school bully before. I didn't expect her to be so powerful. Have she ever practiced Taekwondo? The legendary black belt nine paragraphs?”
”But then again, these long legs are really rare, only the high school figure is so good, I will have it in the future!”
腾 Wang Teng is feeling He Manrong's strength, and by the way admire the beauty of the world, suddenly he hears the word [Senior Martial Artist], and his face freezes instantly.
He's a little dazed!
Did I hear something wrong?
I was also right. I was just born again, and my spirit was a little bit embarrassing. It was forgivable to hear wrong.
At this time, Xu Jie came together and said enviously: ”Our school has a total of five senior warriors. He Manrong is the only girl among them, or an ordinary family. It is really a genius!”
”...” Wang Teng was speechless.
It seems that the senior warrior with a special God was right.