Rebirth of City Shura

"Hehe..." Ling Batian smiled slightly, but didn't say anything.

"Dingling bell..." As the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the awkward relationship between Ling Batian and Zhang Birui eased.

Zhang Birui turned his head proudly, looked at the sky with his eyes, and said to Ling Batian with a look of abandonment: "I'm going to review, remember, I owe you a promise!"

Looking at the back of Zhang Birui who left arrogantly, Ling Batian had nothing but a wry smile, as if I owe you a promise...

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But after a while, Zhang Zhe came out happily, and Ling Batian's angry expression disappeared instantly, so he immediately got up and greeted him.

"Boss, how did you do in the exam?" Ling Batian acted as a parent this time, asking questions that almost all the candidates didn't want to hear.

Good students are worried that they will fail the exam, and they will have no face to see their classmates. Poor students are worried that they will fail the exam, and they will have no face to face their parents.

But Zhang Zhe was different. He didn't mind at all and replied with a hearty face: "I can do whatever I like! This is not something I can change! There will be a history exam later, don't you need to review it?"

Ling Batian originally thought that the question he said would hit his boss, but when he saw the relieved expression on his face, he let go of it.

"It's okay, it's the same whether I review it or not!"

What Ling Batian said was actually the truth, because of the spirit of the weapon, he could check the correct answer or even close to the standard answer in Haosheng's spiritual consciousness without being noticed.

I just need to change what I do a little. As for my writing skills, just kidding, I have practiced the killer's hand!

But Zhang Zhe didn't know it. In a blink of an eye, he saw Zhou Qiang's fat man rushing forward with his body full of fat, with a thick schoolbag behind him.

"See, fat people know how to study before the exam. I decided not to study after the exam. What about you? You must know that all the hopes of your uncles and aunts are placed on you!"

Zhang Zhe persuaded Ling Batian with a bitter face, and said boldly.

Before Ling Batian could explain, Zhou Qiang threw his thick schoolbag on the ground, only to hear a "crack—"

Zhou Qiang pounced on it and gradually opened the thick schoolbag. Ling Batian and the others were shocked when they saw what was inside.

A box of cookies, a large box of Dove chocolates, and countless chicken legs, chicken wings, burgers, braised fish, etc...

In his schoolbag, as long as it was snacks, there were almost everything. The two of them were dazzled for a while, and Zhang Zhe's saliva dripped all over the floor unconsciously.

"Fortunately, the biscuit is not broken!" Zhou Qiang straightened his messy hair, and began to count his 'funds', only to see Zhang Zhe who was staring at him when he found that there was no damage at all.

Immediately shouted in my heart: Don't bring such fun!

The flesh on that face immediately rose up like a pulsating wave, as if Zhang Zhe's eyes made him shudder, and asked tremblingly: "Boss, there is no need for you to look at me like this? —— I don't care about sex!"

Zhang Zhe's face suddenly twitched, and the whole person rushed towards Zhou Qiang, and kicked on Zhou Qiang's stomach: "What the hell are you talking about! You don't want to be gay, so I will?"

Zhou Qiang was panting from Zhang Zhe's sudden step, and kept begging Zhang Zhe for mercy.

"Do you want me to spare you? All right! Anyway, you can't finish eating so many things, so keep them and watch them. The two of us are free, so you don't mind sharing this little thing of yours?" Zhang Zhe at this moment Finally bared his evil fangs.

Zhou Qiang pulled his face bitterly, and said with tears one after another, "Boss, this is my dry food—if you finish eating it, I'm going to drink the northwest wind!"

"What does it matter to us if you drink the northwest wind? Who told you to store so much 'food' without telling us? If you don't finish your food today, I, Zhang Zhe, will write my name upside down in the future!"

When Zhou Qiang heard this, he was like a thunderbolt, his face was extremely exciting, and the corner of his mouth tremblingly said: "Boss, can I be wrong? Can I break up with you? Just let me go first..."

"Hmph—" Zhang Zhe let go of his feet, clacked his hands towards the middle, and said pretending to be a villain, "Next time, if you want to eat alone again, I will hang you up and suck fat!"

From the beginning to the end, Ling Batian didn't say a word, because he knew that it was just a joke between his brothers.

"Yoyo...Young Master Zhou, why did you hang out with so many poor people? It's not easy for your dad to give you some pocket money, right? Just like this, the corpses were divided by these two poor people!"

An incredible voice sounded, causing the three of them to look at the source of the sound at the same time.

A boy who was about their age appeared in their field of vision. The pimples were everywhere on his face, especially the one on the top of his eyelids that danced along with the eyelids, making him look extremely wretched.

"Who is this? Where did this little bastard dare to speak harshly in front of this young master?" Zhou Qiang clearly knew who he was, but he still said this in order to get back a good explanation for Ling Batian and the others.

"Little bastard? You..." This man was about to get angry, but seeing Zhang Zhe looking at him with burning eyes, he chose to change the target!

So I straightened my hair, put both hands on my face, and made a gesture of slapping, "You bullied Young Master Zhou just now? I think you're impatient? Just like you, how can you be worthy?" Bully him! Are you ashamed?"

Ling Batian's eyes burst out with murderous intent, but Zhang Zhe grabbed his right hand, and then he stopped his pace.

Zhou Qiang only knew that this person was being wary, so he asked coldly: "Who do you want me to care about when I am bullied? Do you want to bully me?"

"Haha..." This person's face suddenly became ferocious, matching his pimples all over his face, not to mention, it's really scary during the daytime!

"TMD, don't be shameless, who do you think you are?..."

Unexpectedly, before this person finished speaking, Ling Batian lowered his head and asked in a low voice: "Then who do you think you are?"

What the blunt words uttered was Ling Batian's monstrous and angry voice!

Seeing this person's pimple-ridden eyes turned towards him, Ling Batian stared back without admitting defeat.

The two of them were not to be outdone, and neither was willing to give in to the other, so they remained in a stalemate, Ling Batian coldly choked out a few words.

"Did you lie down in the hospital? Do you want me to send you in again? After the high school entrance examination this time, even if you are beaten into a cripple, your father won't be able to control you. He is just a little principal, you son of a bitch. What are you crazy about!"

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