Looking at Wang Xiaohu, who was like his dead father, Zhang Long was also stunned.

I've never seen this thing cry like this, in fact, this guy hasn't cried, but now he's crying with this virtue, how angry is this?

"Daddy Dragon, why do they all say that about me? Am I really a sand sculpture?"

Looking at Zhang Long bitterly, Wang Xiaohu asked with a handful of snot and tears.

"Yes. ”

Before Zhang Long could answer, Xue Meng, who had just come over, added.

His little black face was as calm as water, and his eyes were cute, obviously thinking that Wang Xiaohu was very sand sculpture from the bottom of his bones.

Wang Xiaohu, who was crying and crying, was suddenly stunned, then turned his head mechanically, suddenly closed his eyes when he looked at Xue Meng, and then shook his head and roared: "Xue Meng, I hate you!"

Heart-rending, liver and intestines screaming, full of sky-high resentment.

Zhang Longqiang resisted the urge to laugh and lose his head, pretended to pat Wang Xiaohu's shoulder calmly, and comforted: "Brother, be calm, sand sculpture is also a talent, the so-called sand sculpture is the source of happiness, and people who can't understand this happiness are real sand sculptures." ”

"But I'm not happy, I just want to kill those bastards now!" Wang Xiaohu wiped his tears and said.

"Hey, don't be so angry, life is so beautiful, but you ......"

"Daddy Long, look at it, do you say you're angry?"

Zhang Long was about to say something, but Wang Xiaohu suddenly pushed the phone in front of him and interrupted him.

With an indifferent smile, Zhang Long picked up his mobile phone and looked at the chat records in those games, and then, Nameless became popular!

The four teammates, along with the enemy, were all targeting Wang Xiaohu, either ridiculing and teasing, despising and mocking, or speaking cruelly.

A mouthful of primary school students, a mouthful of brainless sand sculptures, and all kinds of national scolding greetings to other parents, as if the three words of primary school students have committed a heinous crime.

The most infuriating thing is that the teammate named "Yang Dingtian" actually made all kinds of foul language against Wang Xiaohu's mother.

Zhang Long knows that Wang Xiaohu's mother and father divorced, and his mother has always been afraid to mention Wang Xiaohu's heart disease, which is also the reason why Wang Xiaohu will be petrified on the spot as long as he hears the word mother.

In addition, Zhang Long is also a primary school student now, and he has a more or less elementary school student mentality, and he can't bear it anymore when he sees these people despise his peers so much!

When did elementary school students become derogatory? Dig up your ancestral graves? It's time to show your real skills!"

Grinning and roaring, Zhang Long raised his hand and replied: "Sand sculpture, brother is a primary school student! No matter how strong the mouth cannon is, it is better to fight in person, there is a kind of saying the address, and the fathers will teach you to be a man on the spot." ”

On the other side, a junior high school boy who was squatting in a pit with tin foil and a cigarette in his mouth looked at the reply on his mobile phone, and his eyes lit up with a pair of delicate single eyelids.

"Hey, hey, hey," Guo Hao trembled with laughter, his was broken, and mocked: "Sand sculpture elementary school students, they can't walk steadily, and they dare to fight?"

He felt that teasing these sand sculpture elementary school students was just happy!

Then, while trying to, Guo Hao sent his address over.

Looking at the address sent over, Zhang Long, Wang Xiaohu and Xue Meng were all stunned, this scolding turtle grandson turned out to be a student of Moral Education Middle School, the same school?

Even the taxi money is saved!

"God sent you here for me to insult!

With an evil smile and an underestimate, Zhang Long waved his small hand and marched towards the junior high school.

Wang Xiaohu immediately stopped crying, his black eyes became bright, and he followed violently.

He knows the high energy of Daddy Dragon, and he wants to take revenge!

Xue Meng naturally followed.

Looking at the movements of the three friends, other children also became interested.

"Wow...... Dalong is going to fight the big boy, go and see it!"

"Dalong is a good cowhide! won't he die like this?"

"I want to hit the big kid too!hahaha!"

"Wait for me, I'm going to take the chips and eat them!"

"Then I'll take a chair and sit and watch, aha!"

In the midst of the chirping, dozens of children in the second class of the first grade all went out.

On the way, Zhang Long also educated Wang Xiaohu and asked him to play less of that kind of brain-dead game, the reason is that life is like a play, and there is no need to play other games, playing games every day, you will only miss the big drama of life!

At the same time, Zhang Long also warned all the children that they could make some contributions to the flowers of the motherland.

Soon, dozens of six or seven-year-old bear children came to the teaching building of the junior high school.

The junior high school students who saw this scene looked curious, and they couldn't understand what these penguins were doing here.

"Who made a date with the deity just now? Stand up!"

Standing on the national flag stand, Zhang Long looked up at the entire building and shouted loudly.

The voice is immature, but it is so penetrating that it can be heard throughout the building.

The junior high school students were stunned, and even some of them who were not interested in them leaned on the window and looked out, and when they saw Zhang Long's small face, people were even more shocked.

A first-grade elementary school student openly challenges a junior high school student, and has a domineering expression on his face? Is it a distortion of human nature or a moral degradation?

At this time, Guo Hao, who had just finished going to the toilet, also saw this scene and wanted to again!

First of all, I felt funny, I was originally searching for people nearby to fight the king, but I didn't expect to find elementary school students from the same school?

Then there was surprise, in the impression, the primary school students were sand sculptures, the thunder was loud and the rain was small, and they dared to say cruel words but never dared to really fight, not to mention that they just scolded a few words in the game, but looking at the scene in front of him, Guo Hao's impression of primary school students was subverted.

"Did you really find the door? The sand sculpture is not a little bit!" scolded angrily, Guo Hao also felt that God had sent a bear child to humiliate him to play.

And thinking of the game just now, Guo Hao wanted to find someone to be angry!

In the game, the sand sculpture elementary school student named "Brain Axe", when there were assassins on his side, did not hesitate to choose Han Xin, and threatened to take them to fly?

As a result, from the beginning to the end, he stayed in the wild area to grab the field, and if he didn't let him rob, he was full of confidence to steal in the enemy's wild area, and it was the kind of enemy five people who were output by their faces, and they were still persistently playing the jungle.

It's like he's a living person in the whole game.,No position, no consciousness, no technology.,It doesn't even seem to be able to put skills.,The whole process is unhurried and flat A wild monsters!

After a dozen cycles of death and jungler, finally losing the game, as a teammate, how can you not be angry?

Now I have come to the door, just educate it, let it know the real gap with the excellent!

Soon, Guo Hao stood still opposite the national flag stand, glanced at the group of elementary school students, and finally looked at Zhang Long and said: "Little thing, your brain is very chic, are you sure you want to fight me?" ”

Guo Hao is also wearing a white and blue school uniform, with a height of one meter seven or eight, tall and well-proportioned, with a pair of brand-new Nike sneakers, and a contemptuous smile, standing in the sun, the momentum is definitely not lost to a group of primary school students.

Even looking at the picture, there is a sense of déjà vu of a lone wolf facing a group of rabbits, and the strength and weakness are obvious.

But the rabbits were not at all intimidating.

"You're chic! You scumbag tin foil hot!" Before Zhang Long could speak, Wang Xiaohu on the side glared back, pointed at Guo Hao with little fingers, jumped on his feet and roared, "Let me tell you, this is my father Long, and my master, he is a master of martial arts, and it must be you who doubts life!"

"Hahahaha!"

All the junior high school students laughed and laughed until their stomachs hurt.

Martial arts masters? This kind of secondary school vocabulary can only be said by primary school students.

Guo Hao couldn't help laughing, a bunch of little cubs immersed in his sand sculpture world, completely ignorant of the cruelty of the real world!

"Don't be bibi, if you want to fight, I'll let you be a group!" Picking a neat sword eyebrow, Guo Hao said leisurely.

After a pause, he felt that it was not enough, so he stretched out another hand to Zhang Long and said, "I only use one hand, let you be a group!"

He smiled confidently, and one hand was enough to deal with a bunch of schoolchildren whose bones were brittler than a twig.

"Huh. Zhang Long laughed, didn't want to say anything, jumped off the national flag stand, and strode towards Guo Hao.

Looking at Zhang Long, who walked over so straightly, Guo Hao felt more and more comfortable, this is definitely God's will, and God is definitely enriching my monotonous life!

"Fool, how much do you misunderstand yourself?"

When Zhang Long approached, Guo Hao's face suddenly turned sideways, he roared angrily, and his outstretched palm suddenly slapped towards Zhang Long's face.

Then, high energy ahead!

"Bang!"

"Hula!"

"Tom!"

There were three muffled sounds in a row, and they became one in a row.

Guo Hao's palm was easily grabbed by Zhang Long, and then it was like a mountain of force, and before Guo Hao could react, Zhang Long's small body turned one hundred and eighty degrees, throwing Guo Hao's whole person out.

The speed and strength were so great that Guo Hao's tongue was thrown out.

Before he landed, Guo Hao was already square, and there were only countless question marks flying in his mind.

In the end, he slammed into the flag stand.

The whole world was quiet and awkward.

In the entire school building, all the junior high school students could no longer laugh, and instead were dumbfounded, as if they were about to suffocate.

What kind of elementary school student is this? Throwing a junior high school student out five meters like a sack? Adults can't do it, right?

Or is this really a martial arts master?

"Awesome!" exclaimed a junior high school student in a cold sweat.

"This is internal strength, there is wood!" another junior high school student screamed in horror.

"Hey, do you think this is normal?" a junior high school girl yelled, and looked around, suddenly realizing that the familiar world was no longer the same.

And Guo Hao, who was lying under the national flag, already doubted his life.

His face was pale, his whole body was in unbearable pain, and he felt that all his internal organs were untidy.

He looked at Zhang Long's short body, but he had a sense of seeing the Hulk in his heart, and the previous arrogance and comfort were gone, leaving only the panic of the three views bursting.

Seeing that Guo Hao was about to pee, Zhang Long was full of interest, started to come to the other party, patted the other party's face and said: "Dumbfounded, right? You dare to underestimate the flowers of the motherland? Brother, you are ignorant! The teacher didn't tell you that we are the future of the motherland? Remember, don't underestimate primary school students in the future, we are not only the king in the future, but also now!"

The logic is clear, the words are sharp, and the words are accurate, so Guo Hao swallowed his saliva, and the shattered three views were crushed to the side.

How can a primary school student's cultural literacy be much higher than that of a junior high school student?

"Hahahaha!

At this moment, Wang Xiaohu, who couldn't wait for a long time, screamed and rushed forward.

Xue Meng rushed out, and the other children were also happy when they saw it, laughing in their own styles, and hugged each other.