When Han Susu reacted, his legs had already listened to the young man's words and walked inside.
When I looked back, I only saw the back that was as tall as a pine.
The students of the second middle school are the masters who often fight, and they also know how to surround people, left and right, and three directions.
Unless that little weak scum retreats, he won't be able to run anywhere.
But if he retreats, he will have to come out and go home.
The man was trying to block him here and arrest him.
But this method is suitable for others, but not for Fu Jiu.
First of all.
She didn't think about retreating.
The girls are all here, so we have to let the girls go first.
What's more, the fact that others can't avoid this seemingly well-thought-out encirclement doesn't mean that she can't avoid it.
After all, in addition to Fu Jiu, she is still Z.
The police can't catch Z.
The school gate of No. 1 Middle School is now lively.
There are no words to describe such a scene.
This one is definitely going to get up The doorman was already making phone calls with shaking fingers.
Fu Jiu just stood there, with a lollipop in his mouth, pulled open his school uniform, and buttoned his hat to his head.
There is a camera in front, even if there is a fight, she has to pay attention to the evidence, and she has to maintain her good demeanor and avoid calling her parents Seeing that this kid didn't retreat, the man from the second middle school shouted at the boss who was still looking around: "Brother Tiger, it's that person's side, here at the school gate."
As soon as the boss turned around, his angry eyes met the young man's handsome face directly.
Then I was stupid I'm sneering, isn't this the master who helped them play the game yesterday?
What do you mean He was the one to be beaten This, Zhen Nyima was embarrassed Fu Jiu also recognized him, and his good-looking eyebrows were raised: "Thorn in the second." ” The Boss of the Second Middle School: What the hell is the second middle school of the thorn head?
"I'll go to your sister" There was a person next to him who looked at Fu Jiu and wanted to jump.
The prickly young man blocked his arm, very stylish: "Stop, stop" "What's the situation?"
Not only were the students of the second middle school at a loss, but even the girls of the first middle school also paused for a moment.
The prickly young man coughed heavily, approached Fu Jiu very seriously, and lowered his voice: "You beat our people this morning."
"Hit."
Fu Jiu's thin lips hooked, and his eyes were filled with bursts of coldness: "How do you want to fight back?"
The prickly young man looked at the young man like that, and remembered that in the barbecue restaurant, that beautiful skill and the abusive methods of another man, somehow, his back was a little cold.
"Why, I'll ask."
Although the thorny young man is in the second middle school, he is very righteous, and he turned his head to his group of younger brothers and said: "Today is all scattered, this is the benefactor of our second middle school, if you don't fight, you will be polite when you see the benefactor, otherwise, you will not be able to get along with my Wang Dahu."
How can a person who was beaten in the morning accept such an ending. benefactor The girls in No. 1 Middle School are also wondering.
When did their Nine Palaces become the benefactor of that king These two people know each other Also played together This temperament is too mismatched.
There was a Wang Dahu standing next to Fu Jiu, which was really not a good match.
Wang Dahu is a real scumbag, and it is written on his face.
Fu Jiu at least looks like a scholar, the kind of physicalizer who is all-in-one.
"Come and say thank you to your benefactor."
Wang Dahu is also nobody.
In this way, Fu Jiu once again became the focus of onlookers, and she could almost see the eyes of the doorman uncle looking at her, which was very difficult to describe. aa2705221: