The USB flash drive is very delicate at first glance. To buy it on the market, it costs at least more than 300 yuan.

"Damn, there's definitely nothing good in here." Pipiru said that, and it makes sense. In the fourth middle school, everyone knows that the guy who shoots the god likes to do things that lack morality all day long. This kid has a few stinky money in his family, and the prince is covered with ashes. In the fourth middle school, he messed with flowers everywhere and did misdeeds.

Don't look at the god-shooter who looks lewd. However, in the fourth middle school, there are not a few flowers that have been picked by him. According to Pipiru, there are even a few little girls in junior high school. In addition to liking chicks. I heard that he also likes to play stealing. Clap. That's right, his idol is said to be Edison Chen. It is said that there are several junior high school girls who want to break up with him because they want to break up with him after he took a video, but they dare not break up. In recent years, everyone is afraid that the shooting god will post those small videos everywhere.

"Damn, this kid who shoots the god must have dry goods in his hands. Take it, let's observe and observe first......" As he spoke, Fang Tianbao took the USB flash drive and led everyone upstairs. Wang Qing had just gone home. Now, on the first floor, Xia Xiaofeng is left alone.

"A group of hooligans......" Xia Xiaofeng took the five hundred yuan that Fang Tianbao had just given him, and scolded secretly.

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Jun Zai Lai's hotel is two floors. Because it was half past ten at night, Fang Tianbao, Jiu Ye, Pipiru and Yao Xiaoming were making a loud noise upstairs, and no one heard them.

"Oh, oh yes......" Pipiru and Yao Xiaoming saw the wonderful places, and even couldn't help but learn a wolf roar.

"Awesome, it's awesome, Brother Bao, look, her calves are split...... "Tut-tut...... "Even the Ninth Master, who has always been unsmiling, couldn't help but marvel. That's right, in the USB flash drive left by the god of shooting, there are too many wonderful pictures. There are photos, there are videos. Fang Tianbao opened it and looked at it, the entire USB flash drive was more than 100g of space, and it was almost full of Shooting God.

"Damn, I know this girl." While watching the video, Pipiru couldn't help but touch his hand under him.

"Alright,, why do you know everyone?" Fang Tianbao clapped his hand. Because, this kid is too unconscious. It doesn't matter if you touch it with your hands, you actually reach out and grab the grapes on the table to eat.

"This girl is in the third year of high school last year, damn it, I didn't expect that she also let the shooting god give ......" Pipiru gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Well, I guess, it's on the lawn of the four of you. You see, there is still that cement pier in the back...... "Even Yao Xiaoming, looking at that little video, can guess where the God of Gamblers and the girl in the last senior year of high school are performing."

"I didn't expect this shooting god to be so tragic. Actually, there are so many girls who have a leg with him...... Wait, Pipiru, you rewind this video...... This girl, why is she so familiar......? Fang Tianbao saw the girl in the small video, and she was indeed a little familiar. However, because the girl in the video is not wearing clothes. Therefore, Fang Tianbao couldn't think of where he had seen it for a while.

"Damn, you forgot so quickly? Isn't this girl from the art school opposite? Didn't she come to our store to eat beef ball noodles during the day? As soon as the Ninth Master said this, Fang Tianbao remembered. At noon, there were indeed two girls from art schools who came. They also ordered "two plates of beef ball noodles and a plate of ham fried fragrant and dry". At that time, Fang Tianbao also gave them a simple name of the dish. It's called "two meatballs, one ham sausage".

"Damn, no wonder these art school girls are so awesome, they even have to eat beef balls and ham sausages for dinner. You see, this ventriloquist is simply ......," Pipiru said, and began to learn wolf roar again.

"Okay,, let's see, if there are any other wonderful pictures. I hate watching girls eat bananas the most, it's still the kind of rotten banana ......" Fang Tianbao motioned to Pipiru to look for it again.

"Brother Bao, there's another video ...... here," he said, and Pipiru clicked on the last file. The name of the file is actually called "dog eats dog".

"Damn, dog-eat-dog, what do you mean......?" After the video was opened, there was a burst of black frequency. It seems that it was stolen with a mobile phone. Shooted. Then, the video lit up. That's right, it's night, and the background is still the playground of No. 4 Middle School.

Suddenly!

A boy rushed from the side, holding his head, and his head was covered in blood. He just wanted to run, but when he turned around, he was hit by a large brick near the back of his neck. He tried to get up, but a big man came from the side.

"Bang ......" went down with a stick, and the boy was directly smashed down. A big foot stepped on the boy's head. The boy's face was pressed against the lawn. Then, two thick hands ripped off the boy's pants. A shiny wooden stick, hail-like, smashed into the boy's ass in turn.

"Damn, it's too ruthless, this is the fucking rhythm of Yang Naiwu's torture......" Even Pipiru and Yao Xiaoming couldn't stand it anymore. After a sharp whip of the stick. The bare-bottomed boy was lying on the ground and didn't move, but his feet moved slightly. It's like a duck that cuts off its neck and lies on the ground struggling.

"Damn, pretend to be dead...... Suddenly, the middle-aged man who smashed the boy with a brick just now kicked the boy in the temple again. The boy's body was crooked, and finally he was motionless. At this time, the middle-aged man in the video turned his head towards the camera and smiled hideously.

"Ah, fuck, it turned out to be this bastard......" Fang Tianbao recognized it at a glance. That middle-aged man was none other than Diao Deyi, the head of the security section of the Fourth Middle School.

"That's right, it's Diao Deyi!" Pipiru also screamed.

"Damn, this Diao Deyi, why is he so ruthless? Look, that guy is dying...... "Even the well-informed and powerful Ninth Master felt that Diao Deyi was too fucking ruthless. In the video, Diao Deyi took the brick and shot at least 20 times at the boy who was lying on the grass and couldn't move.

Every time, Diao Deyi gritted his teeth and slapped him to death.

Each time, the brick landed firmly on the boy's head.

"Damn, they all say that you are a genius, Lao Tzu wants to see, the brain of a genius can not withstand Lao Tzu's brick smashing ......" Diao De raised the brick and slammed it one last time. Then, the boy's face came over.

"Ah, it's him......" Pipiru finally saw the boy's face clearly.

"This man, do you know him?" Fang Tianbao and the Ninth Master asked.

"Know, of course I know, isn't he Ning Caichen, the gambling god of the fourth middle school......?" When Pipiru said "Ning Caichen", his body trembled unconsciously. He never thought that Ning Caichen hadn't come to school for so long, and it turned out that Diao Deyi and Archery God had fought them. Oh, by the way, in addition to Diao Deyi's bricks, Fang Tianbao later saw that someone was holding the white wooden stick and poked it at Ning Caichen's place......

The person who used a stick to do something immoral was none other than another subordinate of Prince Gray, the "monster".

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"Pipiru, hurry up and tell me, how come we still have a gambling god in our fourth middle school......? This Ning Caichen, what the hell is he doing......? After watching the thrilling "dog eat dog" video, Fang Tianbao couldn't wait to ask Pipiru.

"Brother Bao, in fact, this Ning Caichen, you have also seen it. Isn't he from the sixth class of our high school? Last month, when you came out of the cafeteria, wasn't there a boy who wanted to borrow a meal ticket from you? As a result, you kicked people away with one kick......" Pipiru said this, Fang Tianbao seemed to be a little impressed.

That's right, last month, at noon one day, Fang Tianbao just came out of the cafeteria. There was indeed a boy who stopped him. The boy was white and clean, and he was quite tall, estimated to be about one meter seven or eight. In particular, he had a pair of big eyes, which sparkled and left a deep impression on Fang Tianbao. At first glance, the boy looks a bit like his late brother Leslie Cheung.

"You're Brother Bao, right?" Leslie Cheung put his hand in his trouser pocket, looking ashamed.

"I'm not, are you?" Fang Tianbao hated that someone was suddenly blocking his way, so he asked Leslie Cheung rhetorically.

"Can you lend me a five-dollar meal ticket? I'll pay you back 10 yuan in the afternoon. Leslie Cheung continued to chase after Fang Tianbao and asked.

"What? Wallet stolen? "Usually, when Fang Tianbao heard that someone had borrowed a meal ticket, he was also happy. Because, in addition to him, there should be many people in the fourth middle school, and it is very difficult at home. After speaking, Fang Tianbao took out a five-yuan meal ticket from his pocket that was about to expire. Because recently, Fang Tianbao has been very popular in the fourth middle school. Therefore, many enthusiastic students will always take the initiative to send him some meal tickets. Some meal tickets are time-limited. If not used, it will be invalid after expiration.

"Here you go, if you don't have money to eat, hurry up. The canteen is about to close......" Fang Tianbao looked at Leslie Cheung, but felt a little kind. Therefore, Fang Tianbao did not hesitate to give him a meal ticket of five yuan.

"Brother Bao, I want to mess with you in the future." Leslie Cheung said gratefully.

"Damn, you think I'm the mentally retarded version of the Golden Dragon? Mess with me, and ask me for a meal ticket? ”

"Brother Bao, don't get me wrong! You wait, you five yuan, I'll win it back for you right away......" After speaking, Leslie Cheung took five yuan and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, Fang Tianbao grabbed him back from behind.

"What? What the fuck, take Lao Tzu's meal ticket, are you going to pick golden flowers......? "Fang Tianbao usually hates the most people who like to gamble for nothing. This kid is good, and stands in his way. kept saying that he wanted to mix with himself, but as a result, after asking for a meal ticket from himself, he was going to pick gold flowers.

"Brother Bao, don't worry, believe me, I will definitely win it back......" Leslie Cheung still wanted to leave, but Fang Tianbao kicked at his buttocks.

"Fuck you, shit, take advantage of your treasure. Where the hell did you come from, where the fuck are you going back......"

"Brother Bao......" Leslie Cheung ate Fang Tianbao's kick, sat on the ground, speechless for a long time, and his eyes were full of tears.

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