My friends are gods

Chapter 3
Hearing this, the anger in Li Hao's chest instantly gathered to its peak, he stared at Song Qiming in front of him, and cursed: "Well, you are so poor, you dare to peek from the sidelines, I will kill you today !"

As he spoke, he rushed forward, raised his fist, and slammed it hard.

Seeing that he was about to be hit in the face, the fist was getting bigger and bigger in his pupils, but Song Qiming was not afraid at all. Now that he has a chat group for immortals, he has a bright future in the future, so there is no need to swallow his anger.

"Whoosh!"

Song Qiming turned slightly to the left, dodging the oncoming fist, and at the same time kicked unceremoniously.

"boom!"

This kick directly hit Li Hao's chest, causing him to fly upside down, knocking down several rows of desks, and clutching his chest in agony.

"This……"

The students were in an uproar in an instant, no matter what they didn't expect, this Song Qiming actually dared to do something.

You know, Li Hao is a well-known rich second generation in the school, few people dare to provoke him!

Walking slowly to Li Hao's side, Song Qiming looked at him condescendingly, showing murderous intent, his eyes were ferocious, as if about to be bloodthirsty, and said: "Grandson, I know how much money you have in your family, but I don't believe you dare to risk your life." , if you are not convinced, let's try."

Li Hao trembled all over.

The aura emanating from Song Qiming made him feel that Song Qiming really dared to kill him. Although he was domineering, he was just bullying others and didn't have the guts to kill and set fire.

"You...you wait for me..."

Li Hao's voice trembled slightly, but for the sake of face, he still uttered a harsh word, then got up like hell, and ran to his place, not daring to look at Song Qiming again.

Song Qiming didn't chase after him, he sat calmly in his seat, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, unfortunately, no one chatted in the group, and no one gave out red envelopes.

Li Hao, who had lost face, returned to his seat feeling uncomfortable, and now he didn't have the guts to fight against Song Qiming. He looked at Wang Mengjiao lying on the table, thought about it, and said, "Don't cry, What's wrong with you? Didn't you fall in love with a diamond ring some time ago? I'll just buy it for you!"

"Really? Don't you lie to me?"

Wang Mengjiao really stopped crying, and she also had a hopeful expression on her face. She really hated Li Hao for being ruthless, but the essence of pretending to be a golden girl could not be changed no matter what.

"Of course it's true. Can I still lie to you? Let's go after class." Li Hao said it loudly, apparently for Song Qiming.

"Brother Hao, I knew you were the best for me! Unlike some poor dicks, you are poor after all!"

While Wang Mengjiao was speaking, she also looked towards Song Qiming, obviously singing along with Li Hao.

Glancing at the two of them lightly, Song Qiming didn't care, so he ignored them.

But unexpectedly, this bitch Wang Mengjiao actually got worse.

She raised her voice and said, "Brother Hao, you want to buy me a diamond ring earlier, so you can take me to the New Year's Day party tonight. I'm dressed up, so you'll have some face then, won't you? But it’s going to be miserable for some of the scumbags in our class, she can’t even afford a decent gift, and I guess there must be no girlfriends who would like to attend the New Year’s Eve party with him!”

"Hahaha……"

Li Hao was in a good mood, and said with a wild smile: "That's for sure, I guess he wouldn't even dare to go to the New Year's Eve party, but it's good for him not to go, so as not to spoil our interest."

The two sang together and talked a lot. The main meaning was nothing more than laughing at Song Qiming for being a scumbag, and motivating the students next to him. Later, the whole class laughed unscrupulously.

On the other hand, Song Qiming didn't care about what happened here, and didn't even react at all.

There was no other reason—there was finally a reaction in the group, someone was giving out red envelopes!
The sky and the earth are big, and the red envelope is the biggest.

Song Qiming was immersed in the great business of grabbing red envelopes, and naturally ignored everything that happened around him.

I grab it!I grab it!I grab grab grab!

Song Qiming robbed for a long time. He didn't know whether it was the problem of hand speed or the phone, but he didn't grab any of them.

Seeing that elixir and elixir skills being snatched away by others bit by bit, his heart was bleeding.

In fact, it wasn't just one person who didn't get it. There were also people complaining in the group, and there were not a few of them.

Marshal Canopy: "You guys, what did you eat to grow up? Why are you so fast!"

Tusita Palace Spirit Boy: "That's right, it's so annoying, my master sent out so many elixirs that I didn't even get any of them!"

Dou defeated Buddha: "What is there to grab for the elixir? It's boring, boring. I think my old grandson vomited back then."

Doshita Palace Soul Boy: "Smelly monkey, you don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk. Be careful that my master will overhear you and throw you into the gossip furnace for three days and three nights!"

Dou defeated the Buddha: "Practice and practice! Who is afraid of whom? It just so happens that Lao Sun's piercing eyes are perfect and perfect."

What followed was a fierce battle, and the two sides were very lively, which was no different from ordinary people's water groups.

Song Qiming looked at it for a while, but thought it was meaningless. The only thing he noticed was Sun Monkey's name, which was changed from Monkey King to Fighting Victory Buddha. Maybe Sun Wukong liked to change his name.

Overall, it's still boring.Just when he was about to close the software, someone gave out red envelopes again!
Wu Qu Xingjun: "Everyone, don't make trouble. I have nothing to do recently. I sorted out a few books. I keep them as useless, so I will send them as red envelopes to everyone."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Qu Xingjun sent out the red envelope.

On the phone screen, a red envelope pattern appeared.

How could Song Qiming miss this opportunity, just poking at the phone screen.

Heaven pays off those who have worked so hard, this is finally rewarding!

"Grab the red envelope of Wuqu Xingjun: Vigorous Vajra Palm, it has been saved in the storage space, please check it!"

"Vigorous Vajra Palm: Cultivation method."

……

"Strong Vajra Palm? What the hell is this? It smashes a boulder in the chest!"

Song Qiming was speechless for a while, because the name of this cultivation method is not domineering at all, even very vulgar, but it is something sent by a god, Song Qiming still looks forward to it.

"Yo? It's just such a broken copycat phone, you hide it like a treasure, even if you throw it in the junk pile, no one will pick it up, right?"

Li Hao and Wang Mengjiao mocked for a long time, but Song Qiming ignored them at all. The two felt bored, so they came to mock them.

Looking at the two cheap people, Song Qiming frowned, and ignored you, you still have to push forward!
Immediately, he snapped back without hesitation: "I said what's the matter with you two? If you're okay, get out of here! Are you two really not sure who is the ragtag here?"

While speaking, Song Qiming gave Wang Mengjiao a hard look, the meaning was already quite obvious, and the broken one was referring to her.

(End of this chapter)