Xiaodong is an otaku, an otaku with a height of more than one meter eight, who looks cold, has dark skin, has a pimple, and is bullied and ridiculed by the girls in the class every day, so that he has no self-confidence, and his heart is also biased towards the dark side, and he is obsessed with the beauty of the two-dimensional world all day long, and every two-dimensional beautiful girl is the protagonist or a supporting role.

Their life experience, personality, ability, and all kinds of virtual information are familiar to him, gradually, he will those two-dimensional beauties, as the perfect lover in his mind, he is a two-dimensional beauty full control, Lori Royal Sister, ****** control everything, of course, he is only willing to control two-dimensional beauties, women in reality make him think of his female classmates, and he is not interested in real women.

In the last days, when he fled, he didn't bring anything with him, only took away all kinds of figures and comics he treasured, as well as his computer hard drive, and all his belongings were knocked into his big bag and carried with him.

Xiaodong's luck is very good, he became the beneficiary of the second rain, with the ability to be eccentric, he still lives his low-key otaku life, occasionally finds some strength to extort some living materials, relies on solar notebooks, lives in an illusory world, as long as he eats enough, he is unwilling to care about the life and death of others.

Today I happened to pass by the door of the erotic bar with his big bag, and as soon as he walked to the gate, he was almost out of breath by the person who flew out, and he sat on the ground for a long time before he reacted.

I checked my body first, and found that I didn't seem to be a big deal, I looked back at the big hole, touched my head, a little inexplicable, he was low-key, he didn't like to cause trouble, and he didn't have a big problem seeing that he was fine, picked up a big bag from the ground and threw it on his shoulder, ready to leave, just turned around, and the wooden door on his body exploded all at once.

The sound behind him made Xiaodong turn his head for the first time, squatting down, ready to escape, when he saw the person flying out, his heart was sad, it was Wan Qiang who flew out, his body was not what the gate could accommodate, not to mention that the whole gate was smashed, and even half of the wooden wall was also smashed.

Xiaodong is ready to dodge, he can still do it with the fast movement between square inches, but it depends on the situation, Wan Qiang's flying occupies an area several times that of ordinary people, and he can only watch Wan Qiang smash into himself.

Wan Qiang was angry, Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped jumping, he stood on the ground and always hit his legs, he leaned over and wanted to shoot Zhang Xiaoqiang away, but Zhang Xiaoqiang avoided him, twisted his joints, and threw him out with his own strength.

"Whew......" Wan Qiang got up from Xiao Dong, who was lying on the ground foaming at the mouth, roared angrily, stomped heavy steps, and crashed through the other half of the wooden wall and rushed in.

Xiao Dong, who was lying on the ground, was sore and soft, and watched the big foot stepping on his backpack, which was pressed by hundreds of pounds of weight, and he seemed to hear the sound of broken cards coming from various figures and hard disks inside.

Wan Qiang disappeared, Xiao Dong struggled to prop himself up with his arms, sat on the ground obliquely, and looked desolately, turning himself into a big backpack of cakes.

Stretched out his trembling right hand and pulled open the backpack, and the fragments of various figures fell out and spread all over the ground, among which were a few scratched posters, and then looked inside, all the comics had become rotten pickles, and the bottom hard board that was originally pressed in the bag was trampled and cracked.

Xiaodong carefully took it out and held it up in front of his eyes to observe it carefully, it was only the shell that was broken, and the things inside were still roughly intact, and he was very relieved that he had not lost everything, and was about to be carefully put away, when a broken chair leg flew out and hit the hard disk in his hand.

The hard disk was torn apart, the black shell and the electronic components inside were separated, and they were spread on the fragments of the figure on the ground, looking at the things on the ground, Xiaodong was stunned.

The fight between Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wan Qiang reached a fever pitch, and the two of them gradually became angry, Wan Qiang's upper body clothes had long become rag strips, hanging on his body one by one, and his jeans were torn off a few times, and there was only one sandal left on his feet. The other one was left in a hole in the wooden floor.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's image is not good, he is not like Wan Qiang, his skin is thick and rough, his face is blue and purple, the sturdy military uniform on his body is also torn to shreds, and the rags hang on his body like rags, and the strips of cloth on his chest and back hang down like a mop, revealing the muscles of his chest and back, only one shoulder of each shoulder is still hung with clothes, and the other side is simply bare-chested.

Zhang Xiaoqiang gasped violently, slowly circling Wan Qiang, Wan Qiang saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's appearance, he was very happy, his eyes were hot Zhang Xiaoqiang's military uniform for a long time, he could turn Zhang Xiaoqiang into what he is now, he felt that this was an achievement, the excitement inspired by the achievement did not last long, he saw his T-shirt, Wan Qiang was annoyed, ripped the strip of cloth off his body, and took the initiative to pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The previous attack was led by Zhang Xiaoqiang, Wan Qiang's speed was not good, he could only defend and counterattack, and now he attacked, Zhang Xiaoqiang could only dodge, and Wan Qiang's figure and tonnage, whether it was rubbing or touching, he had to fly out.

Countless tables and chairs flew into the sky, all kinds of rattles rang out, and the crowd standing in the corner squatted down at the same time, holding their heads to avoid all kinds of debris flying in.

Zhang Xiaoqiang dodged in all kinds of falling debris, and between his dodges, he came to two large cages, where two women dressed in three-point styles were lying on the railing and looking, seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's embarrassed appearance, they were all exclaiming, compared with Wan Qiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang was like a child being chased and beaten by adults in front.

Wherever Wan Qiang passes, no matter what he is, it will be flattened, looking at the muscles on his body, his face is hideous, and the big monster is chasing Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the woman's heart will naturally look at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is handsome and slightly weak.

Zhang Xiaoqiang just rushed to the side of the stage, there were often two exclamations above his head, a gust of wind behind him, a wooden chair smashed over, Zhang Xiao quickly turned around, the chair smashed head-on, he pressed his legs, and the leg knife split the chair into pieces.

In the scattering of sawdust, Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the wheelchair parked on the side and smashed it forward, Wan Qiang raised his left arm and lay in front of him, various parts flew, and the satchel hanging on the wheel flew off and fell to the ground.

A round dark green colloidal object the size of an egg rolled out, and as soon as this thing rolled out, it attracted Wan Qiang, and when he saw something on the ground, he had the same symptoms as Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the rat king gum, and a strange fragrance fascinated him, and he wanted to stretch out his claws in his throat, and he always stuffed that thing into his mouth and swallowed it.

If you think of it, you will do it, Wan Qiang leans over to pick it up, how could Zhang Xiaoqiang let others move his own things, rushed up and kicked Wan Qiang's temple, Wan Qiang's body staggered a few steps to the side, and before he could stand firmly, Zhang Xiaoqiang stepped on the gum on his toes, slid on the soles of his feet, and picked up with his toes, and the gelatinous matter of the big black bird fell into Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands.