Everyone can see that Zhang Qiuran is kind-hearted and kind-hearted, in such a fierce fight, as long as she can keep her classmates from being injured, she won't even hurt the enemy.

And the most interesting is Deng Erya's team. Her skipping rope is relatively short, only three zhang long. Deng Erya is a down-to-earth girl who can do as much as she can. She didn't realize that Sister Ran and Wu Yan had the same ability, and the skipping rope was more than ten zhang long. However, although Deng Erya's skipping rope is short, it is particularly delicate and agile.

Deng Erya's rope technique is derived from the personal transmission of Hang's wife. Hang's weapon is the Colorful Heavenly Aya, which is now given to Li Cuilan. The usage of color silk is similar to that of skipping rope, and they are both soft weapons. Hang Wu saw that Erya was the only one suitable for cultivation among the children in this community, so she taught her personally.

Deng Erya's skipping rope is either a spear or a soft whip, or a point or a thorn or a pump, or a pick or a roll, or a shu, or a sweep or a straight split, it is really unpredictable and invincible. Wu Yan secretly admired it in her heart, and she asked herself if she couldn't do it like this. At the same time, she also admired Zhang Qiuran, she thought that Deng Erya was taught by Sister Ran Ran.

Deng Erya led the team with the fewest people, and even she herself was only six people. But it is the most elite in the 21st middle school.

Looking at the people and horses on the side, they were either whipped open by the skipping rope, or the other party punched and kicked after the weapon was knocked out, or they were thrown into the sky and fell half to death. Ma Lao Boxer couldn't help but shake his head and sighed, I don't know how long this situation can last. If you lose, you will definitely lose, but you just hold on for a longer or shorter time. Those so-called elites haven't started fighting yet, I really don't know what it means.

The smell of gunpowder is the strongest against Li Mantun and Sun Buwu, Hua Hanzhou and Han Guanyang. To be right, it is only Hua and Han who have a strong smell of gunpowder, and Li and Sun are as arrogant as ever.

As soon as Hua Hanzhou said that he wanted to challenge Li Mantun, he immediately put on a combat posture and said to Li Mantun: "Come on! ”

Li Mantun glanced at him and said, "What's the hurry, it's not a rush to reincarnate." I've got to tie my pants, okay? ”

Li Mantun's belt had long been broken, and he couldn't remember to buy a new one. The original buttonholes on the belt were rotten, so he re-drilled a few holes with an awl. These holes are not properly drilled, and the buckle is difficult to get into.

Li Mantun carried his pants in both hands, lowered his head and held his stomach to find the belt buttonhole, while talking to Hua Hanzhou: "Hey, I said Huazi, why did you think of going to Yizhong?" ”

Hua Hanzhou kept a high degree of vigilance, this kid has always been bad, but he didn't let it go at all: "What, it's not good to be in the middle school?" Provincial focus! ”

Li Mantun stopped looking for buttonholes, raised his head and said, "Vulgar, vulgar, vulgar." You Hua Hanzhou has always been above the top, why has it become so vulgar? Our experience in the WTO is a chance, right? It's a jolly, isn't it?

What is the focus of the province and which is the fate? The principal of No. 1 Middle School is surnamed Yang, right? I look at it like a poplar pimple. He rolled his eyes all day long, and put on a poker face, as if everyone owed him two hundred hangings and didn't pay it back. "This, Hua Hanzhou has nothing to say. Indeed they were the headmaster, and they themselves annoyed him.

Li Mantun pulled his pants and continued: "Provincial key boys, except for a few of you, all of them are crooked. Right? ”

These words are praising them, and Hua Hanzhou has nothing to refute. There are really no sunny handsome guys in No. 1 Middle School, but it is dull.

Li Mantun looked around again and whispered, "The girls in No. 1 Middle School are even worse, aren't they?" One by one, they were hunched over their backs, and most of them had a beer bottle on their faces. Looking at those dinosaurs all day long, you have to eat a few bowls less, right? ”

Hua Hanzhou's mouth was stiff: "Damn, I still have three bowls of one meal." ”

But a look of shame betrayed him, as if the reason for the lack of beauty in a middle school was caused by him, and he was to bear the responsibility. However, because Li Mantun was carrying his pants and would not suddenly attack, Hua Hanzhou's vigilance relaxed.

Li Mantun didn't raise the bar with Hua Hanzhou, but said: "Look at our rotten school. Needless to say, the principal is a good old man. Boys, let's not talk about it. Lao Wu, no matter what, he's also a handsome guy, right? It's for all to see, fresh and spicy, steaming hot. Hua Hanzhou had never heard anyone comment on Wu Zhen like this. It's funny, and it's recognized.

Li Mantun looked around more cautiously, and then whispered: "Our school is as beautiful as a cloud, right?" Although it can't be said to be as beautiful as a fairy, at least it is as bright as a cloud, right? Hua Hanzhou nodded deeply. This cannot be denied, unless it is blind.

Someone said, doesn't Li Mantun like to fight? Why don't you put a ready-made fight, it's all nonsense here? It is true that Li Mantun likes to fight, but his virtue is screwed with people. You're going to fight with me? I don't want to fight, I want to fight with you so that you can't fight. One day I want to call and go back to you.

Sun Buwu and Li Mantun are a virtue. They all learned from Zhang Qiusheng, writing a thousand words and digressing thousands of miles, and making people confused in the clouds and fog as the ultimate goal. Song Nianren is the same, taking one minute to circle the earth three times as the highest level.

As soon as Sun Buwu and Han Guanyang looked at each other, they secretly said: "Yangzi, the two of us hit it off at first sight, so let's just join forces and beat Li Mantun." The three of us beat him up, and the guard made his face bloom. ”

According to the theory, this is a good thing for the side of the first middle school. But Han Guanyang was taken aback by this guy. How can a traitor be so blatant?

Han Guanyang asked cautiously, "Why?" Why do you want to help us fight Li Mantun? Aren't you two from the same country? ”

Sun Buwu said awe-inspiringly: "We don't help our relatives." This kid is not a thing. In the last football game, it was this kid who harmed Hu Angelica, right? ”

Han Guanyang nodded, it was indeed Li Mantun who harmed him. Sun Buwu broke his ankle and was forced to leave the field a long time ago. But Sun Buwu has such a deep understanding of righteousness? Han Guanyang didn't dare to believe it rashly, maybe this kid was playing some tricks.

Before Han Guanyang could figure it out, Sun Buwu's words changed again: "I'm really too lazy to fight now, especially in China." It's all my own people, so it's not interesting. "Well, what does it mean to not me? Han Guanyang didn't understand a question, and another question came.

Don't understand? I don't understand Sun Buwu's explanation to him: "You broke my ankle, didn't you?" I didn't say anything, did I? You didn't even scold a mantra, did you? ”

This Han Guanyang can't deny it. At that time, Sun Buwu only cried and said that the dying classmate owed him a bottle of soda and the money was not repaid. Han Guanyang was embarrassed.

Sun Buwu said again: "Zhang Hui and Gao Bingxiang were almost killed by you, and I didn't scold you, right?" Not even a tautology, right? Han Guanyang's face was a little feverish.

We knocked people like that, and we almost died. No, it's already dead, if it weren't for Wu Zhen's use of the immortal family's spell, our disaster would have been a big one. Kicking a ball kills people, not to mention how the court will decide, at least now we are in retreat, right?

However, Han Guanyang was still unconvinced. It was only in the moment of carelessness that we caused such a disaster. Your Sun Buwu has been a scourge since he was a child, will you get better all of a sudden? You don't eat anymore?

Sun Buwu, like Wu Zhen and Song Nianren, also put his hands in his trouser pockets, as if he heard the words in Han Guanyang's stomach, and said: "Actually, my Sun Buwu has not been a good thing since he was a child, and he specializes in picking quarrels and provoking trouble. You must be thinking how this kid has changed for the better, and the dog can change to eat, right? ”

Han Guanyang nodded, admitting that he thought so in his heart. At the same time, he put his hands in his trouser pockets. He thought it was really cool. Wu Zhen is like this, the little Yankee next to him is also like this, Kuang Yuchun is also learning like this, and even Huazi is doing the same. Except for Li Mantun, who was carrying his pants in both hands.

Sun Buwu's left foot is in front and his right foot is behind, making a slight rest. Sun Buwu explained: "Haven't I been out of the country twice recently? I usually don't feel at home, this time abroad, I immediately feel that it is not the ability to fight Chinese. Beating the Chinese is the work of traitors, lackeys, and traitors. If you have the ability, you will fight foreigners. ”

This is scolding us as traitors and lackeys. Han Guanyang thought to himself, isn't it just to fight with you, as for becoming a traitor? Still a lackey, a traitor? However, however, there is really no reason to beat the Chinese, and only by beating the waist board of foreigners can it be hard.

However, Han Guanyang was not convinced. When you go out of the country twice, you really beat a foreigner? Don't brag about it here!

Sun Buwu stiffened his neck and said, "What are you blowing?" I'm a person with a problem, I just don't brag. The former Soviet Union will not talk about it, and Lao Wu and Lao Zhang will fight each other. I didn't catch up with Lao Li and Ah Ren, so we played poker at home. ”

Depend on! They are born and killed outside to fight foreigners, and you play poker at home, and you are embarrassed to say it. If I do, I'll choke myself to death by urinating.

Yes, yes, Sun Buwu nodded like a chicken pecking rice, admitting that he was really bad. These guys have been ashamed of this, this is their weakness. They also regret it for the rest of their lives.

Hey——, when did Sun Buwu, this kid become so modest? According to the reactions of several martial arts families of Hu Angelica, this kid has always been unreasonable. It seems that there is indeed some reason to fight with foreigners, and it can raise people's consciousness.

Sun Buwu shrugged his shoulders and crawled out of shame, and said to Han Guanyang again: "But this time I went to Japan was different. I didn't get in a fight with the Japanese devils. If you don't believe me, you can ask. ”

Sun Buwu pointed to Kodaira Keichi and a few Japanese classmates who were standing in the stands and said, "They were beaten by us." ”

That's the Japanese devil you guys beat up? Since you've been beaten, why are you still running to the ground? Is your martial arts not very good, they are not convinced, and they want to fight again?