Zhang Shuo didn't care when he heard it, he said that he didn't need to worry about someone who wasn't very sober.

However, Jiang Qi, Zhou Fang and others were very happy after listening to Zhang Shuo's words.

It turns out that there are things that good students don't know.

They have been at the bottom of the class food chain for too long, and they live a miserable life every day, spending their daily lives in the blow of failing or low scores, and from time to time they have to accept the disgusting eyes of the teachers of various subjects and the education of the class teacher's old Fu Ai, and the evening reading newspaper before every physics evening self-study also accepts the hot chicken soup for the soul forcibly poured by the physics teacher Lao Mei.

And then suddenly one day they found that they also had a skill that could defeat the top students at the top of the pyramid, how could this knowledge make them not open?

Well, they obviously forgot that this skill will not help them in the college entrance examination three years later.

Of course, they also forget that the Chinese have a traditional virtue that has been passed down for thousands of years

The name of this traditional virtue is "humility xuei".

But who would think so much about what they don't have?

Jiang Qi, Zhou Fang, Wei Anran and others swarmed around Zhang Shuo, this one holding Zhang Shuo's arm, and the other hugging Zhang Shuo's shoulder: "It doesn't matter if the technology is not good, when the time comes, a few of us will cover you, first familiarize yourself with various shortcuts and rules, and then a few of us will take you to the ......"

Then waited for a few with Zhang Shuofei to witness with their own eyes what it means to unilaterally crush and slap in the face.

......

When a group of people arrived at the Internet café, it was almost ten o'clock, and a thin man with a thief's eyebrows was looking around at the door of the Internet café.

As soon as he saw Fu Ziheng and a group of people coming over, his eyes lit up, and then he quickly walked into the lobby of the Internet café.

Qiqi Internet Cafe is one of the many Internet cafes near the Second Ring Road, the scale and environment are relatively good, and the price of Internet access is relatively fair, so there are more people who come here to surf the Internet.

Except for a few bastards who have nothing to do, most of the Internet users are students who sneak out of the campus after evening self-study to play games, watch videos, or chat.

As soon as I walked into the lobby of the Internet café, there was the sound of keyboard tapping and mouse clicks everywhere.

Of course, it is inevitable that a few people will shout vulgarly.

"Brother Fei, they're here." The thin man shouted at the corner of the Internet café at the top of his voice.

Looking at the thin man's behavior, you can know that this guy is very familiar with the Internet café environment, and obviously he doesn't come to this Internet café to play games and watch videos on weekdays.

"I know, I know, what are you shouting?" An impatient voice came from the corner of the Internet café, "Don't you know that the killing is at a critical time?" All day long, there is no ...... in the ability to fart."

In the corner blocked by the pillar, a second-year teenager scolded and scolded, and the movements of his hands did not stop.

Wei Anran, Fu Ziheng and others skillfully paid the deposit at the front desk, and then moved slowly and methodically, and walked in the direction of the thin man without hurrying.

Jiang Qi bared his teeth at the corner and muttered in a low voice: "Grandma, turtle sons, see if the brothers don't torture you to death later......

CrossFire is a blood-pumping game that requires a lot of reflexes, hand speed and coordination, and many people love to play, but at the same time, many people don't play well.

However, it is not a problem for Tengfei, a regular customer of various Internet cafes and game halls, and he is very confident in his skills.

Although this one didn't last long before it hung up.

Seeing that he was about to clear the customs, he was hit on the side of a wall and was blown out of his head, and the thugs took off with great regret, slapped the computer keyboard with a "snap", and then leaned his sore body on the back of the soft seat, took off the headphones on his head, took the iced tea from the edge of the table casually, poured it into his mouth, the dripping water flowed down his chin, and the chest of his coat was wet, and he didn't care at all.

After doing all this smoothly, he began to deal with a few of the "fault-finding" bastards in Huangpu Middle School's nostrils facing the sky.

Fu Ziheng and the others have already skillfully opened a few computers, and the location is on the edge of the seats of the group of thugs in the secondary school.

Tengfei was tall and tall, he stood next to the table of the computer where he was playing the game, staring at Fu Ziheng and the others who were loading the game interface with a particularly disdainful expression, and the yin and yang weird voice seemed to come from the raised nostrils: "Yo, you are here?" I thought you wouldn't dare to come! ”

Jiang Qi was a little angry when he heard his voice.

Just as he was about to say something to fight back, he heard Fu Ziheng say in a faint voice: "Didn't you say that you want PK, if you want PK, hurry up, why are you talking so much nonsense?" ”

Jiang Qi: "......"

Takeoff: "......"

Zhang Shuo, who was ignored by Tengfei and other gangsters as a fresh face, whistled on the side, and added fuel to the fire very leisurely: "That's it, if you want PK, sit down and start playing, what are you doing with so many things?" When you're done talking about the daylilies, to be honest, are you afraid that you won't be able to beat a few of us, so you're deliberately delaying time there? And what are you doing standing so straight? Are you trying to crush us in terms of height? It's naïve enough. ”

"Puff...... "This time, Zhou Fang didn't hold back, and the water he just drank was sprayed on the computer monitor.

Zhang Shuo's mouth is really poisonous!

But then again, are you sure Zhang Shuo didn't come along to watch the play?

Thinking of what this guy just said that he was very skilled, Zhou Fang couldn't help but glance at Jiang Qi, who was usually almost inseparable from him, and successfully found that the other party also had a complicated look.

Made, I can't do anything when it's critical, and it's quite hilarious to add fuel to the fire.

"You ......" Tengfei was not lightly angry.

Did he say anything? Why is he grinding and chirping?

Huang Pu's self-study time in the evening, the boys who have been messing around for a long time in the secondary school probably knew, and they booked a place at the Qiqi Internet café on the second ring road early.

Who knew that after waiting for a while, I didn't see the boys who said they wanted to PK, so I started playing first in anger.

Who knew that they had finally waited for them, but the tone was so arrogant!

The second middle school boy who thought he was very handsome and killed Matt, his face full of acne marks turned blue and white with anger, and his temples bulged suddenly, he pointed to Zhang Shuo's nose, and habitually began to scold and scold, "Where did you come from, bastard, you'd better clean your mouth for me......"

After scolding a few words, it took him to react, this guy with a raw face seemed to be in the same group as Jiang Qi.

Tengfei clenched his fists, but this time he calmed down.

He looked at Jiang Qi and Zhou Fang, who were sitting opposite Zhang Shuo, defiantly, and then unhurriedly took out a box of cigarettes from his trouser pocket, opened the cigarette box and smoked a few cigarettes, and handed a few behind him.

A few younger brothers who had been following up behind the little gangster Tengfei for a long time respectfully took the cigarette from his hand, and they didn't dare to light it for themselves first, and three or four secondary two teenagers rushed to reach out and take out a lighter from their pockets, ready to light a cigarette for the eldest brother.