Since the beginning of the school year, Duchamp has been teaching the Gude stick method in the grove every day. Goode has been practicing fists and sticks since he was a child, and he is quick to learn.

Duchamp found that although his level did not increase much, his strength and endurance continued to grow rapidly with frequent practice. With this motivation, he practiced the stick technique with Goode for an hour every morning, and another hour in the evening, feeling that he had endless strength in his body, just thinking about when to go to the monster to practice again.

Ever since the 'painful' punch that day, Joe ran to the infirmary and drugged his hands for days. He was intent on revenge, but he felt invincible. After several days of follow-up investigation of Duchamp, a solution was finally found.

One morning, after practicing the stick technique, Duchamp went to the bathroom to take a shower as usual, and saw the aristocratic children's shoes next to him and pointed at him.

Duchamp has long been accused of getting used to it, and he doesn't care at the moment. After taking a shower and returning to the dormitory, I heard faint laughter and voices like "Wow, so he is so good" from behind. Duchamp didn't know what to do, and thought to himself, these little cubs, have they found some of our family's handles.

When I returned to the dormitory, I saw several classmates in the dormitory, looking at his faces were different, some were suspicious, some were gloating, and Du Shang was straight in his heart, and said: "What's the matter, why is it so strange today, do I have flowers on my face?" ”

Fang laughed heartily and fell on the bed laughing: "Let you be arrogant, if you come to beg me, I will tell you the truth." ”

Duchamp pursed his lips, turned his face at a forty-five degree angle, looked at the ceiling and said, "Don't want me to beg someone, just say what you want, don't want to say pull down." ”

In this world, if a person says to you, "If you ask me, I will tell you the truth", then most of them can't wait to say it. Duchamp knew this. Although he said that he would not ask for help, his eyes were still looking at Fang, looking forward to his next words.

Fang saw Duchamp standing still, waiting for an answer, laughed proudly, lay down on the bed, stretched out a hand, pointed at Duchamp's nose and said, "You have committed a crime, do you know it?" ”

Duchamp urged: "What the hell, what did I do?" I think the atmosphere is weird today, so don't sell it, okay? ”

Fang raised his hand, took a big sword from the desk behind him, and slowly pulled it out, while saying: "This is my sword, just sent, the name is Yaoguang, you stand still first, transport your thick skin magic skill, let me cut three swords on your right cheek, if you can't cut it, I will tell you the truth." After saying that, he had completely drawn out the big sword, posed with both hands, and the tip of the sword was facing Duchamp.

Duchamp's sword is a famous sword at a glance, with a wide back and two edges, a length of about one meter, and the cold light is shining, and the material is many times better than Duchamp's own sword. Knowing that he was showing off his sword, he couldn't help but jump into the pit.

Duchamp has always been unashamed, and is basically insulated from words such as temperance. He smiled and said to the other party: "The thick skin magic skill is not used to resist the big sword, it has to be used like this." After speaking, he closed his eyes and covered his hands. When everyone in the dormitory was puzzled, he suddenly let go of his hand, opened his eyes, released his Meng Divine Skill, twisted his waist, and said shyly to Fang: "Fang Jun, just tell me the truth." ”

Fang was caught off guard, and when he encountered such an attack, he couldn't maintain his posture with both hands, and the knife suddenly fell onto the bed, holding the head of the bed with one hand, retching in disgust.

Dieter paused and looked disgusted. Learmor hammered the bed with one hand and laughed: "Hahaha, no wonder they say that you are a rabbit master, it turns out that it is not just a rumor." ”

When Duchamp heard this, his face was gloomy like a thunderbolt from the sky, he jumped over one step, pulled up Liermu's collar, changed his vicious expression, and shouted: "What did you just say? Who is Lord Bunny? "Speaking of the three words 'Rabbit Lord', it is already fierce and murderous, and he uses sonic attacks.

Where did Learmor think that Duchamp's face changed so quickly, he was swept away by the fierce light, and howled in horror: "Let go, what do you want to do, I am a dignified viscount, you little empty sir, let go quickly." ”

Du Shang smiled and said: "No matter what the lord, it is not easy to do it in front of the master, if you don't tell the truth today, the master is impatient." ”

Suddenly, I heard Fang say faintly beside him: "What are you doing, it's not Learmu who made your rumors, the rumors are on the other side, if you have the guts, kill them on the other side." ”

Duchamp turned around, looked at Fang, and said, "The dormitory opposite, what kind of rumor did you make me?" ”

Learmu's collar was let go, and he suddenly became bold again, and said quickly: "Their dormitory let out a rumor, saying that you are the one, mingling with civilians all day long, and running to the grove by the pond with a big black-skinned man in the civilian class early every morning to go to that." Now the joke is all over the building. When he said this, his expression was obscene, and his voice was full of emotion, and he kept circling and making a cross gesture with two fingers.

When Duchamp heard this, his blood surged and the fierce light was revealed, he was an otaku who had not been broken, and when he heard this, it was no less than the great revenge of breaking the family and killing his father. Turning around, he took the green feather from the bedside table, and was about to go out.

The three people in the room, seeing his expression, all knew that he must have come this time, and Lear Mu couldn't help but tremble and said, "You, what are you going to do, this is a school, don't mess around." ”

Duchamp didn't say a word, and went out directly to the opposite dormitory. Fang and Leum jumped up, their faces full of excitement, and followed behind, probing their brains, waiting to see the excitement.

Duchamp held a knife in one hand and pushed the door with the other, and the door of the dormitory next door was unlocked.

At this o'clock, it is the time for everyone to prepare for class, and some lazy students are still lying in bed. When Duchamp pushed the door, he heard the Joe say in a loud voice, "This morning, that white face went to the grove with that big black man, how can he do his best." Suddenly I heard a cold snort, turned my head, and found that the object of the heated discussion was striding into the meteor, and I couldn't help but exclaim, and Joe, who was foaming at the mouth, shouted in horror.

Duchamp jumped forward, jumped directly in front of Joe, the knife was connected to the scabbard, pointed forward at Joe's chest, his eyes thundered and lightning, and he sneered and said, "Say, why don't you say it." ”

Joe pulled the corner of the quilt in a panic, covering her chest indiscriminately, as if the flower girl had met a devil, and shouted in a tremolo: "You, don't mess around." ”

Duchamp was originally angry and murderous, but he was disturbed by Qiao's action and a shout, and suddenly realized that this posture and this scene were very similar to the devils who had seen countless times in his previous life enter the village, and his murderous aura was suddenly broken, and he instinctively cooperated: "If you scream, if you break your throat, no one will come to save you." ”

Suddenly, an exclamation came from behind: "Duchamp, don't mess around." But it was the squad leader Eric who heard the screams of everyone in the dormitory next door and quickly killed him.

When Joe saw that the savior was coming, he hurriedly ran to the squad leader's side, and when he became bold, he changed his face and hurriedly complained: "Squad leader, this barbarian from the north dared to threaten us with a knife just now, this is a rebellion." ”

Duchamp snorted from his nostrils and said to Eric, "This person blatantly fabricated my rumors, are you planning to cover it up?" ”

Eric had actually heard the rumor a long time ago, but now he had to pretend not to know and persuade: "Since it is a rumor, it is not credible, between classmates, peace is precious, don't believe those things that have no shadow." ”

Duchamp sneered and said, "But what I heard with my own ears just now, when I entered the door, wasn't this little cub still talking happily?" ”

Seeing Joe shivering behind Eric, he said to Joe, "Joe, take advantage of the crowd now, tell the joke you just told again." ”

Joe trembled, he knew Duchamp's power best, but he didn't expect Duchamp to be so arrogant, and stammered: "Don't mess around, my dad is,"

Before the words fell, everyone's eyes flickered, Duchamp had already jumped up to Joe, lifted Joe with both hands, put the scabbard on Joe's neck, and said loudly: "Do you want to say that your father is a great man, and if you dare to offend you, you have to call your parents to break my body into pieces." "This posture, this shape, is the classic shape of the governor in the previous life.

At this time, inside and outside the door of the 304 dormitory, it was already crowded with people watching the excitement, and everyone couldn't help but exclaim when they saw Duchamp lifting Joe in the air with his bare hands, but few people were worried about Joe's situation, most of them were exclaiming that Duchamp, who seemed to be a little white face, had such arm strength, and couldn't help but think: "This action is really bullish bombing, how good it would be if the old man could do it." I don't know how many likes I gave to Duchamp.

That Qiao was hanging on all fours, struggling desperately, and he heard Duchamp scolding in his ear: "Little cub, a few days ago, I reached out to hit the old capital, and the old capital didn't even flash, and Bai let you slap it, this is not satisfied, are you addicted?" Get you thoroughly addicted today. ”