Host, You're Targeted

At seven o'clock in the evening, Lin fengxu and Zhao Xia appeared on time at the abandoned back door behind the dining hall of No. 1 middle school.

After a while, people from No.1 Middle School got together.

After a while, a burst of electric vehicle whistling sound, four second middle school boys riding two electric cars came.

The two sides looked at each other through the abandoned back door of a middle school.

The students of No.1 middle school stood in the grass with their hands in their pockets.

The students of No.2 Middle School are standing in the lime powder with their hands around their chest.

Zhao Xia raised his flat bangs, as if to play cool bangs.

However, he ignored the smoothness of the lid.

The moment his hair was lifted up, the broken hair slipped down between his fingers.

But this did not affect the momentum of No. 1 middle school.

One is because this is their venue; the other is that their c-spot is a very powerful Lin fengxu; the third is that there are only four people in the opposite No.2 Middle School.

"And the rest of you?" Zhao Xia asked.

Huang Mao, the leader of the second middle school, raised his head and pointed his nostrils at them. With a look of disdain, he snorted: "it's more than enough for us to beat you, a group of scholars who have no strength to bind a chicken."

There was a neat bang from No.1 middle school.

Before the sound of the bang had subsided, the lime on the ground of the second middle school suddenly rose.

Four hair styles and clothes are strange, under the feet of the two teenagers fly a white fog, a step back in order to avoid being hurt by lime powder.

"Big brother! Here we are There came a group of teenagers wearing the second middle school uniform at the iron gate, and the lime powder on the ground flew more and more.

Lime powder with their feet flying, the second side of the middle school has not started to fight on the internal chaos.

The lime powder on the ground first came to all the people in the first middle school and then to all the people in the second middle school.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Huang Mao covered his nose and coughed. He jumped up and slapped the yelling man on the head, "what are you running for! Don't you see so much lime powder on the ground? "

The yelling man covered his head and nose and murmured in a low voice, "I really didn't see it."

All the people in No.2 Middle School coughed together, and the people in No.1 Middle School stepped back again.

I don't know how long it took, the lime powder there didn't float like fairyland.

Zhao Xia was very grateful to the abandoned factory opposite the abandoned back door at this moment.

"Big brother!" A little brother of No.2 Middle School rubbed his own yellow hair dyed by lime powder, "are we late? Why do the people in No.1 Middle School hide behind when they see us? "

People in No.1 Middle School said: mdzz。

Before the people in No.1 middle school began to speak hard to fight, the little brother of the second middle school saw that Huang Mao's face was not right, and he said in a hurry: "I'm sorry! We didn't get on the first bus, so we had to wait ten minutes. Is it possible that you have finished? It's not our fault, it's the bus master's fault! "

People in No.1 Middle School said Ha ha ha ha ha

Who rebellious youth fight still take the bus! This momentum has been lost from the beginning!

I was stunned to hear the laughter of all the people in No.1 middle school.

Huang Mao slapped him on the head and roared, "are you stupid! Did you come by bus and tell me everything? Are you afraid that others don't know you're here by bus? "

The younger brother was a little aggrieved: "what about that? With so many people, we can't take a taxi. Besides, No. 1 middle school is far away from No. 2 middle school. Ah, bus is the best choice... "

People in No.1 Middle School: "ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha