Chapter 87 (1/2)
Iron sword man and others were divided into several groups.
Among them, a group of people are also coincidental, they rush into the class is Ma Lei and Liu Jiarui's third grade (4) class.
The bald man strides in with a fierce look. He pushes the door in very arrogantly and kicks the door open.
This is a self-study class.
Liu Jiarui and Ma Lei are immersed in reading a book to do the final sprint for the college entrance examination.
The bald man stepped onto the platform and clapped his hands on the table defiantly: ”you little bunnies, stop writing for me. Now, all stand up for me. I want to ask you something! ”
Liu Jiarui's face was livid.
”What the hell! Who are you! Can't you see that our class is studying on our own
Liu Jiarui, as the Deputy monitor, stood up and glared at the bald man.
Bald man, ha ha a smile: ”Stinky boy, your mouth is very hard gas!”
”Good, good...!”
”Good!”
The bald man said, and suddenly looked ferocious.
”Hula!”
The bald man, holding out his fist, suddenly hit Liu Jiarui with a fist.
A bald man's fist is as big as a casserole. If a fist really hits Liu Jiarui.
The corners of the bald man's mouth did not involuntarily show a sneer.
But in a flash, the bald man's smile solidified.
The bald man can't laugh anymore!
Because, Liu Jiarui, stretched out her hand and just caught the fist of the bald man.
Sweat was streaming nervously from the bald man's forehead.
”No way! I am a great ancient warrior of eight levels! How can you not beat this young boy
The bald man, with a low roar, instilled a trace of strength into his hands.
”You just can't beat me!”
Liu Jiarui, press your palm.
Bronze primary level - release of Daoli!
”Poop