Part 4 Assassination of the Chief Administrator 218 Rummaging through the girl's home
Gangsters have always been labelled as "out of control" and "chaotic", but one of the most famous is that they are in order.
The bald head arrived in the activity room early in the morning, and Thousand Blades arrived a little later than him, and the rest of the people went out on a mission, but when they received the leader's recall message, they all immediately returned.
The first to come back was the vest - but his vest was gone, "These grandsons, suddenly like they are dying!" He also had a wound on his face and felt blood in his mouth, he immediately withdrew, and after coming to the corridor and spitting out the window, he returned to the house.
If it weren't for some infighting on their own, I probably wouldn't have come back. The lines planned by the man in the vest were not spoken in front of a thousand blades after all.
The boy shook the sweat off his hands, and those who didn't know thought he had just washed his hands. To say that half of this sweat is due to physical weakness, and the other half is the cold sweat of the rest of the catastrophe, "What about the others?"
The vest remembered that he was the last one to reply, and the rest saw the message long before him. Seeing Thousand Blades shaking his head, he felt very puzzled: with their strength, has it become a problem to get out?
The second person to go back to school was the Golden Retriever, who appeared in the hallway, smoking a cigarette and puffing through the clouds. Next to him was a oily-haired student, and whenever he approached the golden retriever, the boy would not dislike it, "You haven't washed it for the first few days." As he spoke, the blonde man made a gesture to spit a cigarette into the oily head.
"Wow, don't!" The other party hurriedly avoided it, but after a while, the oil-headed man straightened up, and the thief smiled: "Be gentle with me today, otherwise I will truthfully explain your battle situation to everyone." β
"You dog-headed. The golden retriever flicked the cigarette ash into the window frame.
"One of our four heavenly kings, people give the nickname Golden Retriever ......"
"Isn't it the blonde lion king?" the golden retriever's eyes widened.
"Ahem...... Blonde, blonde lion king. β
The Golden Retriever listened and nodded in satisfaction, otherwise wouldn't his big nickname be a dog breed?
"Our golden lion king is terrifying, and he has always been invincible, crying wolf. β
"Impressive. The blonde reminded.
"It's invincible, and the devil cries wolf. β
β......β
If you want to say that an organization gives an impression, three points depend on strength, and seven points depend on rendering. There will be a bunch of minions to do for the rendering of a thousand blades, and there is relatively little boasting about other cadres, so the oil-headed man is in charge of this aspect of the work.
At this time, the golden retriever grabbed his oil head, but he dragged it left and right twice, and the boy immediately let go, "Is there a mistake, so oil?!"
"The boss explained that he went to fight, and he was ...... before he reached his destination"
"Haven't washed your hair in a few days?"
"Just washed yesterday. The oil-headed man said, and continued the previous topic, "Anyway, as soon as this golden retriever walked out of the school gate, he took two steps, and the cigarette was snatched by passer-by, and he complained before he could complain, damn, he was punched in the face!"
The golden retriever listened, choked on his own cigarette.
"But how does passer-by A know who our golden retriever is, he is the signature figure of the Four Heavenly Kings. β
"Cough, cough......" The blonde boy couldn't bear it anymore and was ready to raise his fist to stop him.
That punch went down, the fire soared into the sky, and the noses of passers-by were crooked, shocking the passing crowd, and everyone clapped their hands and applauded, which can be described as a breath of bad breath. β
The Golden Retriever clenched his fist. Since the other party has started to talk about good things, let him continue to talk about it for the time being.
"Passerby A walked in a lost stride after being beaten. β
"Actually, I was knocked unconscious. β
"That's it, how did he know that this punch was still half the strength of the golden retriever, otherwise he would still be standing?!"
"Yes, my friend. The golden retriever was a little happy to be blown up, "But try to say the whole thing about the title, otherwise my opponent will seem to be a husky." β
Youtou nodded again and again, indicating his understanding, and then continued: "The passer-by was trembling, and he was about to fight back, but after checking his eyes, he found that the golden lion king was not as foolish as he imagined, and he was cowardly. β
"You can tell here that I have sharp eyes. The boy shook his head and made an opinion.
And the oil-headed man was emotional, where could he listen to the opinion, I saw his eyebrows fluttering, the two stopped at the back door of the activity room, and the oil-headed boy was ready to go in after publicizing the heroic deeds of the good big brother.
"Our big golden retriever picked up the cigarette that had been robbed, but the poor cigarette had burned to the point that only the butt of the cigarette remained......"
"There's a lot left!"
Anyway, he smoked, and before he took two steps, the cigarette butt was snatched away by passer-by B and fell to the ground - if that passer-by B was also kind, he must be thinking: how can this cigarette butt be smoked, hurry up and throw it away. β
"Can you give me a punch?"
If you look closely, the golden retriever's face is blue and purple, although it is not swollen, it is not bright. This is one of the reasons why he has not entered the activity room for a long time.
"Don't blow it, come in quickly!" the man in the vest pushed the door open and shouted at the two people by the back door and window.
The golden retriever quickly pinched his cigarette, took out the breath freshener from his pocket, sprayed it a few times, and then took out the air freshener from his ass pocket, first squirting it on his clothes for a while, and then spraying it twice on the oily head.
Senblade doesn't like the smell of smoke.
"Brother Vest, where's your vest?" asked the oil-headed man as soon as he entered the room, when the vest just dried his body and twisted the towel, "It was torn by a bunch of grandchildren!"
When the oil head heard this, he was amazed, and thought that the third brother was different, so he said: "When the golden retriever was struggling to deal with passers-by A, B, C, D, and Wuji Gengxin, the sweaty man was able to ride through the pass alone and smash the Yellow Dragon. β
The last one to come back was Erfat, and the two lowered their heads as soon as they entered the door. Poor Rhubarb was too fat and his head couldn't hang down much, but his eyes at least looked down, showing rare sincerity.
Oilhead wanted to go up and brag about it, but after reading the atmosphere, he closed his mouth in amusement.
It turned out that the second fat went out with 5 younger brothers, but only 4 came back - in the past, it seemed that this was a big event, but Thousand Blades still had that face when he heard it, which was elusive.
The fat brothers continued to admit their mistakes, and the vest and the golden retriever looked at each other, I don't know if it was because of this "bottom-line incident" or because of the rare injuries on each other's faces.
In short, the Thousand Blades group has a rare state where they can't solve things alone.
"Little brother doesn't care for the time being, as long as they don't come to our place to spread wild, nothing else matters. β
Compared to the noise in the distance, the high school, which had always been considered hopeless, was quite quiet at this time.
Don't take revenge?
The oily head swallowed: Thousand Blades actually broke his own rulesβunexpectedly, but it also confirmed that the world had changed somehow.
Big Yellow Fat raised his head first, while Fat Lust continued to reflect, thinking that the boss's words were really sarcastic about them.
The oil head was then ordered to pass on the word, which roughly means that if they don't leave this school, they will be under the control of the leader, and they will not be responsible after they leave.
"Is there anything you want to do?" asked Senji, "you can do anything that makes an exception, but it's limited to one per person." β
There are two reasons for this decision: one is that there are no rules outside, and if Thousand Blades still maintains the original regulations, it must be too harsh, and second, there are elements that want to treat everyone inside.
The bald head sat in the corner, silently playing with his mobile phone, and he sent all the representative messages in the mobile phone to the murderer as a basis for judging the situation.
Hearing Senblade's words, he raised his head and looked at the leader in the distance......
Now that we've come this far, what's the point of doing this again?
The wrench man flipped through every drawer of the girl's house, and the underwear and underwear in the closet were also glanced. It was exciting, but it was far from what he had expected.
The man was right next door, along with the pajama girl and his little sister. However, the other party's home is equipped with an iron door, even if the wrench he is carrying can really break the door lock, his hand is probably useless at that time.
Due to his neglect of exercising on weekdays, the man's knuckles ached faintly after a few hammer blows when he broke the door just now - but compared to Liu Wei, he felt that his physical strength and strength were enough.
"Waste. The man scolded, referring to the "shorts boy".
He tore Chai Mi's panties apart and threw them on the ground.
Don't you have the courage to get a decent weapon?" Thinking so, the wrench man picked up the wrench that had been thrown on the ground, and he weighed the iron weapon so that he would not be able to hold it when he really needed it.
The cute girl was beaten up, but she came over as an older brother and only brought a chair. In this way, the shorts boy didn't even dare to take out the kitchen knife, which shows that he is weak.
What annoyed the man was that he was shocked by the momentum of the other party at that time, and now that he thinks about it, what is there to fear if he goes straight to the front? He will be injured at most if he is smashed, and the other party will be hit on the head by a wrench, and his life must be in danger.
Boom.
The man angrily waved the wrench, but it slipped out of his hand and fell to the floor, leaving a dent.
What's so good about that man? He couldn't figure out why he even thought about it.
Today is Monday, and the other party didn't go to work, stayed at home with two girls, and had nothing to do, he was simply the scum of this society...... The more the wrench man thought about it, the more his thoughts of killing the other party swelled infinitely in his mind.
The pants of the shorts boy were pulled down by his sister, and he was timid and didn't even dare to put his hands free to put them on, and even spinelessly asked his sister, who was already frightened, to help.
The warmth he felt at that moment seemed incredible at this moment, and the wrench man regretted not doing it before, in exchange for the situation that he was now blocked out of the door and helpless.
In his opinion, the strong do not need to deal with the weak, but the reward for defeating this weak man is too tempting, and he has always wandered in Chai Mi's house and aisles, and he is reluctant to leave.