"Oops, it's bleeding, do you want to call 120?"
Liu Tianqi looked at the non-mainstream joke that his head was broken.
"Hit you numb, fuck your uncle" At this time, the non-mainstream Xiaofei roared again, followed by the slinger in his hand and beckoned to Liu Tianqi's head again.
The non-mainstream Xiaofei made this move, and the next moment several other non-mainstream gangsters were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated, and the two hits just now scared these non-mainstreams.
So as soon as Xiao Fei used a throwing stick, everyone took two steps back, a pair of your sticks was too uncertain, Xiao Fei looked at everyone retreating, and he was so angry in his heart, the throwing stick in his hand couldn't help but increase his strength.
"I'm grass, Nima, Lao Tzu abolished you" Xiao Fei screamed, and the throwing stick in his hand hit Liu Tianqi's head hard, Liu Tianqi shook his head when he looked at the throwing stick that was split down, and then stretched out his right hand and flicked at the throwing stick kissing. shout With a bang, the stick returned the same way, and the next moment it directly hit Xiao Fei's head hard.
"Oh, I'm dripping mom."
Xiao Fei screamed in pain, squatted on the ground with his head covered, tears came down, it hurt too much.
Xiao Fei reaped the consequences, and suddenly lost the courage to resist, he was too bullying, this throwing stick was evil, how could he even beat himself.
Liu Tianqi's action of flicking the stick just now was very fast, so fast that the crowd of onlookers didn't see Liu Tianqi's action of flicking the stick just now.
These onlookers only felt that it was like a dream just now, these little hooligans started beating people, and they didn't even fight back The onlookers looked at the little hooligans who were cleaned up, and they were consciously happy, these bastards fought all day long, and there were few people around No. 3 Middle School who were not bullied, and even the small vendors on the side of the road were bullied by these bastards.
For example, the one who sold sugar gourds, last time these bastards took sugar gourds from him and didn't give money, and the hawkers went to ask for money, and these bastards gave the money, and then they held a grudge against the vendors, and they came over to make trouble if they had nothing to do, for example, the students here wanted to buy sugar gourds, and these boys went up to intimidate them, so that the students didn't dare to buy sugar gourds to eat.
If the adults come to buy it, these people will throw at the stall, yes, you read that right, they throw, these bastards name the they throw, flying bombs.
The production method of the flying bomb is very simple, find a disposable plastic bag, pull the in, then tie a buckle on it, compress the in a limited space, then grab one end of the plastic bag, throw it out, and the next moment the whole ball encounters an impact, the disposable plastic bag is very brittle, and when it encounters an impact, it explodes with a bang, splashing everywhere, and it is abnormally disgusting.
People who were supposed to buy something encounter this situation and immediately run as far as they want.
If the hawker gets angry and chases, these people will run and chase closer, these bastards will continue to kill and make trouble, you have to chase away, these boys have those who are left behind, and they will burst the tyres of the hawkers without saying a word.
The peddler was angry but went to the principal, and the principal couldn't do anything about these little bastards, threatening people with their school records, people didn't care at all, and they also threatened the principal, if they dared to expel them, they would block the school gate every day, beat the students when they saw them, run away after the fight, and go to the principal's neighborhood in the middle of the night and throw shit bombs at the principal's house.
The principal is also scared by them, and there is no way to keep their school status all the time, in the words of the principal, such a person will definitely become a social tumor if he goes to society, so it is better to stay in school and reform it.
The principal's intentions were good, but he couldn't let it go, so he notified the parents, and then Gao Peng, a bastard boy, directly stabbed his father with a knife.
The hawker was really scared, and there was no way for the hawker to take out two hundred yuan to invite a few little bastards to have a meal, and at the same time Gao Peng set a rule for the hawker, providing a string of sugar gourds to the eight brothers every day, and they would never make trouble in the future.
The hawker had no choice but to agree to the request, which strengthened the arrogance of Gao Peng's gang, and the nearby hawkers had to get some food for these little bastards almost every day, and some of them gave money directly.
Gao Peng's toss made these hawkers dare not speak out, and Gao Peng's gang has completely become the little overlords of this generation.
These hawkers, students, who are usually oppressed, formed a team of onlookers, and at this time, seeing Liu Tianqi so neatly cleaned up a few gangsters, non-mainstream, they were unusually relieved, and they couldn't wait to go up to make up for the knife.
But this idea is just think about it, it is still very difficult to really implement, after all, Liu Tianqi can leave after beating people, these people who make a living from stalls will be in trouble, they still have to continue to do it, they can't try to be happy for a while, and the future will be over.
However, although these people can't do it themselves, they can use other people's hands, and they can't move their hands, but they can still be happy.
"Hey, this little handsome guy can, I didn't see how he made a move just now, so I beat these three people so badly, admire, admire."
"Hey, buddy, don't talk nonsense, did you see this handsome guy do it Anyway, what I saw was that the little yellow hair beat the handsome guy with a throwing stick, but somehow he beat his accomplice, maybe they had some internal conflict."
"Ah, yes, yes, the handsome guy didn't do it, they beat themselves by themselves, in fact, they are also powerful, that little yellow hair can hit himself with a stick, just like that, polio patients, don't come out and talk nonsense, maybe you will kill yourself that day" "Yes, yes, what is such a big kid fooling around, hurry up and find a technical school to learn some crafts."
"It's, that's it, these children still don't know that life is difficult."
"Yes, young man, you still have to learn some skills, otherwise you will have to set up a small stall like us in the future, and you will not have much success in your life."
"Yes, yes, but now if they can figure it out, it won't be as high-flying as it is now, and they don't know how to cherish it."
The hawkers got together one by one, lamenting that these young people were born in happiness and did not know the blessings, they had to waste, and they refused to develop obscenely.
Although the hawker's words were very light, they clearly fell into the ears of Gao Peng, who was sitting on the ground, Gao Peng was used to being powerful, how could he listen to others say bad things about his group, at this time, I saw Gao Peng's red eyes, and then pulled out a dagger from his waist
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