Catching Si Tong's Death Scythe, the boy who was pressed down was almost kicked out of breath when he was pressed, and before he could react, he should and Si Tong, muttering:

"It only weighs 500 pounds......"

Yang Zijun's face changed.

Wei Qi, who was shaved her hair into a typical Mediterranean with Si Tong's death sickle, only felt that her scalp was cold, listening to the people around her laughing at herself, and there was no mirror around her to take a look at.

After she listened to Si Tong's words, her eyes were about to pop out in fright: "Five ......"

"I'm going to my mother! It's 500 pounds! I thought it was fifty pounds! Quick, get this thing out of the way......"

The boy who was pressed by the giant sickle, with his elbow against the five-hundred-pound giant sickle, immediately came to his senses, and cried for help.

His stomach was crushed to death by the handle of the giant sickle, which was one meter and eight long, and the boy was slightly fat, he tried hard to shrink his stomach, regretting that he wanted the giant sickle from Si Tong's hand, and his regretful intestines were almost green.

It's too much, but, I'm afraid, right!

It's worthy of the classmate who can make the bald teacher angry and scream wow!

She ...... She she ...... "Wei Qi was already frightened, she went to grab her boyfriend's hand and looked at Si Tong with a frightened gaze.

She can directly lift a five-hundred-pound giant sickle!

Where did this giant scythe that resembles the scythe of death come from!

Si Tong, who the hell is it!

Several male classmates in the class worked together to move the giant sickle that was pressing on the boy's stomach, but they couldn't move the giant sickle even a little because they tried their best to feed.

The crowd saw it really.

Five hundred pounds! It's really five hundred pounds!

"What's wrong with everyone?" When Lan Linlin heard this, she saw that her classmates were all here, and she didn't start to help the farmer uncle harvest this large paddy field, so she walked over while asking.

Seeing that the head teacher was coming, several boys and girls in the class began to babble to Lan Linlin and explained to Lan Linlin the bizarre thing that happened to Si Tong just now: "Quack! Croak...... Wail! Quack! ......”

That's it! And then...... Right! And then actually! ......’

Listen to the classmates explain it again.

Lan Linlin got Si Tong's help and broke away from the organization, and in the same way, she was asked to help Si Tong in her daily life.

Seeing that her classmates were suspicious, she knew that there were two brushes on the road, so she hurriedly spoke up, and pretended to say to Si Tong:

"Si Tong, how can you bring the giant scythe here! Students, this giant scythe was borrowed by the teacher, and what I originally planned to show you was a giant scythe created by a famous craftsman in country Y, combined with mythological characters.

"Si Tong, you said that you have a lot of strength, before coming to Yinglan to study, you were on the newspaper because you threw the lead ball five hundred meters away, why don't you pick up the giant sickle and go with the teacher!"

Lan Linlin was mixed up, and she did have two brushes, and after a while, she made up a story and explained everything about Fang Cai.

"Humph!" Wei Qi, Yang Zijun and the others all heard this, and Wei Qi snorted angrily.

Collaborated with Yang Zijun and Wu Zhiyue to leave.

Presumably, when Wei Qi saw his appearance from the mirror, he would faint in fright.

A bald head from hell, the Mediterranean! It's even more authentic than the bald teacher's!

Knowing that Lan Linlin was explaining for herself, Si Tong did not speak the whole time.

On the way, she stepped forward, bent down to pick up the giant sickle pressed on the boy's body, and walked towards the school bus with Lan Linlin.

Next to the school bus.

There is no one near here.

"How did you come up with this?" Lan Linlin couldn't help but ask Si Tong curiously and funny.

She felt that Si Tong was really a mystery.

Si Tong was silent, and Lan Linlin smiled: "Hide the things, next time I can find another stone fragment, I will tell you immediately." ”

Saying that, Lan Linlin was leaving, and Si Tong said: "There is still one piece left." ”

Lan Linlin was stunned for a moment and didn't react.

Si Tong was indifferent again: "What I wanted, I still haven't found a piece left." ”

"So what do you mean......" Lan Linlin was very smart and immediately understood.

"Take care of the suspension for me." Si Tong said lightly.

The last fragment of Sansheng Stone is not necessarily in Zezhou City.