Pascal lay on the bed, feeling that the world was spinning, and when he turned around, it was dark in front of him, it was the stack of books borrowed from the library to block the light, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and he wanted to grab it and tear it to pieces, but when he thought about it, he had no luck in time, what did it have to do with them; he turned his head to look at the time, and there was still an hour before the library closed, so he just went and returned it, as for whether he finished reading it or not, it didn't matter, what could he do after reading it. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Pascal thought of this, holding the book in both hands, and his body stepped out like a wind-wound machine.

Olivia was patrolling outside, she wanted to see Pascal, but she didn't know what to say after the meeting, when she saw Pascal come out, she quickly jumped to the side and hid in the shadows, Fulton and Stephen were stunned, watching Pascal leave. Olivia is about to come out.

"Your Majesty, that's not Path...... "Fulton squeezed his eyebrows vigorously, as if that would be the way he could use his brain.

"It's Spa Francorchamps, and if you continue like this, your brain will be reduced to the level of flying pigs!"

"You ......"

"Shut up!" Olivia looked at the two of them and suddenly thought to herself, "Yes, that's what you do!"

When Fulton and Stephen saw Olivia looking at the two of them like a pig waiting for a cub, their scalps suddenly tingled, and their hairs stood on end: "Female, what is the Queen's send......?"

"You two, go find Pascal's trouble, let him beat you up, get angry, it's fine!"

"Ahh

"I only said that he would beat you, but I didn't say that he would beat you to death!

"And what if we beat him?"

Olivia sneered: "It's up to you, wait for the Holy See to turn black!" The white Holy See is a symbol of holiness, and people often use the Black See as a metaphor for something that will never happen.

"Old Fu, let's discuss tactics first, and then you will come forward to entangle that ...... Paz, I attack him from a distance with my coals. ”

"Why do you want me to get beaten?" Fulton almost jumped.

"You're thick-skinned and thick-skinned, aren't you afraid of death! Besides, we are loyal to Her Majesty the Queen, and we have long put life and death aside!"

"Then why don't you die? Besides, Her Majesty will take me first, and I will be higher in rank than you, and you will obey orders!" Fulton suddenly thought of this in his heart.

The corners of Stephen's mouth twitched: "Okay." As he spoke, he tied up half of his hair, for fear of being targeted, and as soon as he tied it up, he suddenly thought that it would be easier to get his hands on it, so he was so frightened that he quickly let go;

"You have no end, you know how to deal with those long hairs all day long, how to deal with Luo, Luo...... It's like a cockscomb!"

"Hey, how are you scolding!" Stephen was just about to express his deep insight into the aesthetics of the human body, when a person suddenly emerged from the dark shadow, and his heart jumped, and he was about to dodge when Fulton's big hand was held behind him.

"It's coming, it's coming—"

"I see-" Stephen twisted his hair with one hand, his teeth chattered, he had seen Pascal shoot in the martial arts in front of the palace, he could fight with Her Majesty for dozens of rounds, but he was afraid that the magic was much stronger than theirs, and the paper knife magic was his long-haired nemesis.

"Rubbish!" Fulton pushed Stephen away, strode forward, and said, "Hey, brother, borrow a fire...... Borrow another cigarette - hey, did you hear me talking to you?" Fulton saw that Pascal was treating him as a transparent person, and pushed him over, and then jumped backwards, a layer of mud on his body, and prepared to answer.

Unexpectedly, Pascal didn't dodge, and was pushed by Fulton's big hand, and his body shook slightly. Fulton was about to face a fierce battle with his hands crossed his chest, and when he saw Pascal walking forward as if he didn't see him, he suddenly became a little bolder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

Stephen was still there to clean up his hair, and when he saw Pascal so easy to bully, he thought that maybe it was the magic power that was exhausted by the martial arts in front of the palace, and he suddenly felt that the blood all over his body had turned into courage, and he threw his hair forward, and pushed Pascal with both hands: "You are deflated, didn't you hear my boss talking to you?" Stephen suddenly felt like he had been slapped in the face, stepped forward, and punched him: "You dare to do it!"

Pascal was holding the book in front of his chest with both hands, and was pushed by Stephen, but before he could stand firmly, the punch on the cheek suddenly tilted to the side. Stephen was full of energy, and stood on tiptoe like a boxer: "Come on, come on, get up and fight again! Don't dare to get up, I'll fight as such!" Left hook - oops!" Stephen's right fist was just halfway swung when Fulton kicked him in the ass: "Get down!" Stephen's body pressed Pascal like a vicious dog, Pascal was already crooked, and was pressed on his shoulder by Stephen poof, and he could no longer support the heavy fall, his right hand subconsciously supported the ground, but the book in his arms was scattered on the ground.

"What are you kicking me for!" Stephen jumped up and screamed at Fulton.

"Who taught you not to dodge!" Fulton said as he pushed Stephen away and kicked Pascal in the thigh, "Don't you look down on me if you don't give you a fire!"

"That's it, if you don't fight back, I'll beat you!" Stephen bent down and bowed left and right with both fists to Pascal's chest, "Left hook, right straight fist, downpercut, upper straight punch - oops!" Stephen screamed and flew out again, and said that Fulton kicked him again, and said angrily: "......What are you doing" Raised his eyes and saw that it was Olivia, and immediately bit his lip in fright.

"What are you two doing?" asked Olivia.

Fulton was also taken aback, thinking that you didn't teach us to come, so why did he ask: "...... We ......"

"My classmates dare to fight, I'm going to die!" Olivia's tone was a little colder.

"It's not you ......"

"What am I, dare to talk back!" Olivia punched, Fulton's huge body flew up, and the tom suddenly landed on the roadside holly, Kerala crushed the holly in half, and screamed to struggle to get up.

Seeing that Olivia's face was covered with frost, Stephen secretly jumped to Fulton's side with a secret scream, stepped on Fulton's chest, and kicked him the ground: "That's it, my classmates dare to fight, there is no king's law, there is no heavenly reason!"

"The same goes for you!" Olivia waved her hand and slapped Stephen in the face, knocking him down at once: "Left hook, right straight punch, you're very happy!" said as she reached out and kicked Stephen.

Stephen was just about to curl up to dodge when Fulton grabbed his hair: "That's it, that's it!"

"Didn't Her Majesty want us to beat him?" Stephen only felt that he was wronged, and that he was going to snow in June.

Olivia was startled, and hurriedly turned around to see Pascal walking away, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Why are you still beating him if he doesn't fight back?"

Stephen cried and said, "We don't fight back, why are you still beating us?"

Olivia was stunned.

"Shut up! Her Majesty looks up to you when she beats you!" Fulton grabbed Stephen's hair and twisted it in front of Olivia, blocking him impartially, "Your Majesty, how do you get rid of this hairy monster?

"Forget it. Olivia sighed, turned her head to see Pascal disappear into the shadows, and muttered, "I'll think of another way." ”

Pascal wandered to the library, turned to the left, and at the door of the stack, a bald man with a head smaller than Fulton's, but a body thicker than Fulton's, his feet on the table were shaking, and he was intently picking his teeth, and his jaw sarcoma was shaking vigorously. Pascal put the book on the table, and as if he hadn't seen it, the man snapped his toothpick, pulled out another one, and continued to pick his teeth. "Return the book. Pascal's voice sounded like a noisy recording.

"What?" the man snapped his teeth, snapped another toothpick, pulled out another and picked it off, his feet shaking even more happily.

"Return the book!" Pascal seemed to turn up the volume of the recording.

"The machine is broken and I can't return it. As soon as he spoke, the man snapped his toothpick, spat it aside, and continued to twist the toothpick to pick his teeth.

If the machine breaks down, it's really lucky. Usual,Pascal will definitely ask when the machine can be repaired.,At this time, I just walked out of the library in a trance.,Seeing the horizontal line leading to the stairs upstairs.,Suddenly remembered that there was a person in Pascal School Park who couldn't afford to pay money.,But at night sneaked up to the second floor to peek at high-level magic books.,Caught by surveillance.,And unrepentant.,What sages wrote these magic books?,Is it to let you circle up and make money? As a result, the warning was directly upgraded to expulsion,Every time a new student comes to the library for training,The administrator will repeatedly tell this story with great importance,Tell them to be honest、Honest、Modest、Serious,The most important thing is to follow the guidance of the school,That's the best quality.,It's where a person's soul is.。

Pascal now didn't even have the strength to sneer, and suddenly remembered this, I don't know what happened to that person now, whether he would be sent back to the Four Wilderness, and he would become a laughing stock of his neighbors. The school has never mentioned this.,Probably the little people don't deserve the ending.。 As soon as Pascal came out of the library, he heard a shrill laugh like a rooster, and then he screamed at Pascal as if he had been slaughtered: "Yo, who is that......? What kind of books are these, the origin of magic, ahaha, the source of oriental kung fu, ahahaha, oops, there is even a history of science, who wrote it? I don't have the money to go up to the second floor, so I have to borrow these rags to decorate it, right?" the cockscomb pinched his throat vigorously, "But no one will look at it!"

"By the way, Rose, you borrowed a few books with my card last time, did you pay them back?"

"What's more, let's put it first, I haven't had time to look at it yet!" said the cockscomb head, shaking his head.

"10 copper baht a day!"

"It's only 10 baht, what is that, my dad gives me 200 silver baht every day for my pocket money. The cockscomb head swaggered along.

"200 silver baht, isn't that tens of thousands of copper baht?"

"Wherever there is, it's only hundreds, 200×60......" The cockscomb snapped his fingers, "2×6...... Luther, bring me the calculator with my mobile phone, my mobile phone is given away again, and my father will send someone to bring me a new one tomorrow and the day after tomorrow!"

Pascal walked past them, as if his heart had been turned to stone, without joy or sorrow. Olivia was just about to go back, when she heard the cry of killing chickens, she couldn't help but lean over, and when she saw that the cockscomb was so ugly, she couldn't help but want to rush him up and put him on the tip of the gun to show the public, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed when she thought of this: "You two, will you find fault?"

"Find fault?" Fulton was stunned, "Your Majesty, the little one has changed his past mistakes and become a new person!"

"Waste! Stephen wouldn't?"

Stephen's eyes lit up suddenly: "Yes, yes, the little one is born only to find faults, and there is nothing else to do in this life! Who does Her Majesty look at is not pleasing to the eye?" He also thought that Pascal's matter was not smooth enough, and he wanted to find someone to vent his anger, so he wanted to immediately pull the two of them and press them in front of Olivia.

"That cockscomb!"

"Huh? What is that Slo...... He's a master in Class C—"

Fulton was robbed of the credit by Stephen, and when he saw the opportunity to win back a city, how could he hesitate: "What are you afraid of? We have Her Majesty's backing! Don't make noise, go find the fault, I'll give you a sweep!"

"Why do you want me to take the lead!"

"Aren't you very capable just now? You're still born to find fault, don't make noise, go!" Fulton pushed Stephen forward.

"But the cockscomb head can be psychics, can psychic king cobra come? ”

"Is that the case?" said Olivia, who was chasing Pascal when she heard the crowing of a cockscomb rooster.

"There is Her Majesty the Queen, what are you afraid of?"

"But he has the Philosopher's Stone! I'm afraid I'll ......."

"Don't worry, if he has a philosopher's stone, he will slap you to death, and you have nothing to fear!"

"Ahh