I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 6

2021-06-23

Chapter 6 Campus Daily

By the time I returned to the classroom, most of the biology class had passed.

Have just gotten some bad news from Mrs. White, and Harry wasn't in the mood to attend the class.

"You see, compared to us Homo sapiens, Neanderthals had relatively flat foreheads and large mandibles"

Grace teacher left the podium, holding a ash-gray's model of the human skull, shown back and forth among classmates.

"Are Neanderthals really extinct? Wellen almost looks like this skeleton, he's stupid and stupid, shouldn't he be primordial? hahaha!" A yellow hair in the back row of Harry suddenly called out.

Like the rest of her classmates, Halle subconsciously looked towards a big boy named Waylon.

Wayron Jones, a sports special recruit, the center of the school football team, a big man of 1.95 meters, like a meat mountain, sitting in the corner of the last row.

"hahaha" Many people couldn't help laughing, and the corners of Harry's mouth twitched.

Waylen covered his face with his hands, embarrassed.

Speaking of which, Harley was the first to joke about his looks.

She nicknamed him "Mr. Gua" because the guy really looked like Guao in "Crazy Primordial".

But apart from her, no one else understands the meaning of Guage.

"Thomas Elliott, you've gone too far!" Grace teacher frowned.

"Maybe it's really a genetic awakening? You also said that there are also a small amount of Neanderthal genes in modern humans." Thomas the yellow-haired hehe said with a smile.

Elliott is also a Gotham family, and Thomas is fully qualified to team up with Bruce for "Gotham F4".

"ding ding ding~" When the young creature teacher was speechless, a sudden alarm sounded in the corridor outside the classroom.

"Ahhhh, hurry up, students, hide, it's a terrorist attack!" Grace teacher screamed, holding the skull mold and drilling under the podium.

Harry hurriedly took out her purple orchid-trimmed Princess hat from her desk.

After putting on her hat, she pushed away the chair, shrank, and hid under the desk.

This is a special hat made of bulletproof cloth. The wide brim droops down and can cover most of the head.

By this time, the classroom seemed completely empty. The classmates were all squatting under the table, their expressions were not frightened, they were not even nervous, they were just chatting in a low voice.

After a while, the classroom door was pushed open, and the director of the Academic Affairs Office led five school security guards to rush in, holding a cardboard box the size of a keyboard. The surface of the box also had an automatic rifle drawn in the same scale.

"tú tú tú tú tú tú." The security guard held a cardboard box gun and fired repeatedly.

Then they left the classroom and went to the next room.

But the students didn't get out from under the desk, because the "terrorist attack" is far from over.

"Hey, Halle." Dottie, like a fat worm, wriggled from the other end of the aisle to Harry's side.

"Did Bruce confess to you?" She lowered her voice, her eyes shining, excited.

Harry hugged her knees, sitting on her skirt with her legs together, hearing this a little surprised, "It spread so quickly?"

Dottie leaned over, in the small space Inside, his chest squeezed Harley's arm hard.

"One is Gotham Prince and the other is sq. I don't think Gotham Gazette should be the headline tomorrow morning." She exaggerated.

"God, Harley, you beat us all, no, you beat all the girls in Gotham." Dottie's pretty face was distorted.

Jealousy is barely veiled.

"It's not a confession, he just asked me to watch the NBA." Harley wanted to play down the matter.

"Stop kidding, the locker is a public place, and when you reject him, there are other people around."

Speaking of which, Dottie imitated Harry's In a tone of voice, he said in a tone of voice: "Hey, Bruce, you're a good man—"

"Fake!" Harry pressed Dottie's big chest and pushed hard, "I don't want to discuss this topic right now. ."

The original ecology does not contain silicone, and it feels very good.

"Yah—" Dottie squirmed and screamed, but refused to leave, "Harry, you've gone too far, you took the brightest jewel in the crown and refused to show it to us. "

Harry continued to push the ball, "He's there, look hard."

"The people are there, the heart is here," Dottie nodded at Harry's Chest, "Tell me, what does it feel like to be confessed by Bruce?

Also, how can I win his favor?

I made a private agreement with Serena and the others, Who can get Bruce's first."

The two girls here are playing a game of push ball, and the yellow-haired Thomas also climbed to the side of Young Master, said with a smile: "I thought you No, didn't expect you have a good vision, you chose the best one, it's a pity"

"I don't want to talk about this with you." Young Master said indifferently.

"Don't be so indifferent, we are friends through childhood." Huang Mao smiled and said.

Bruce would like to say that although we have known each other since childhood, we were classmates from elementary school to middle school, but the word "friend" really doesn't count.

However, Young Master's character is silent, but he is never indifferent, and he will not rudely refuse any kindness offered by others, even if it is mixed with other things.

"If you're my friend, you shouldn't mock me when I fail," said Young Master.

Yellow Hair shrugged, "I just want to tell you the reason for failure."

Young Master was stunned, "What's the reason?"

Yellow Hair Thomas pointed at the two Harley girls who were huddling together, and laughed, "What do you think?"

"What do you want to say directly." Young Master frowned.

Thomas leaned into Master Young's ear and said in a mysterious tone: "I heard that someone saw Harry and Helen in the second grade kissing in the gymnastics room, the Helen of the Setin family."

"Really?" Young Master was stunned.

"The news about Serena Woodson, Queen of Gossip, with detailed characters and locations, should be correct."

Master Young was silent.

In addition to himself, every classmate in the school has one or more very close friends. Harry's best friend is Helen Settin.

Thomas winks at him , "Isn't it more exciting?"

It is indeed a little exciting, but.

Master Young's expression is indifferent, making it impossible to see his thoughts, "I see. ."

"What?"

"This place is narrow, I don't want to squeeze with you." After Young Master finished speaking, he lifted his chin slightly and motioned him to look back to the left.

Thomas turned around and saw two classmates, a man and a woman, kissing each other like glue under the table.

During the anti-terrorism exercise, the students hid under the desk and had nothing to do. Some read comic books, some played PSP, some were in a daze, and many men and women were tired of being together.

American high school students kiss in the classroom, and the teacher doesn't care if they see it.

In addition to the male and female students being tired, there are also male classmates huddled together to chat, so Young Master's reason is not tenable.

This is an excuse!

Thomas stared at Young Master's indifferent face for a while, then turned his head and crawled away.

"How arrogant, isn't it just rejected by someone?" He cursed in his heart, his face twisted.

Being as noble as him, as smart and handsome as him, he should have become the Heaven's Chosen Child that everyone is focusing on.

But as long as Bruce is there, Thomas is a star around the sun.

through childhood, without exception.

"Wait for me to take down - Queen of Gymnastics, let's see what kind of face you can put on." Huang Mao flicked the yellow hair in front of his forehead, his eyes turned to Harry unpredictably.

At this moment, there was a rushing sound of leather boots stepping on the ground in the corridor.

"This is the GCPD (Gotham Police), the terrorists have been killed, the alarm is lifted!" shouted a middle-aged man.

The yellow hair, who was hunched over crawling, was relieved, rubbed his waist and shouted: "Fake, it's finally over."

"Bang——" A piercing gun rang out in the classroom. ring.

“What the Fake?!” Thomas looked back blankly, seeing the Dean again.

This time, wearing a police uniform and holding a gun at him, coldly said: "Thomas Elliott, you're an idiot, you're dead."

The gun is real, and the sound of the gun is real, but it's a hollow bullet, and the barrel is still placed toward the ceiling.

"It's only been ten minutes since the alarm bell rang, how can the real Gotham police be so efficient?" On the other side, Harley under the table complained.

"Anti-terrorism class, Harley Quinn A, Thomas Elliott F!" Leaving this sentence, the dean ran to the next classroom with "deng deng deng".

"Fake! I'm careless." Huang Mao patted his forehead and sat back in the seat in annoyance.

He's already hung up, so he doesn't need to crouch under the table anymore.

The classmates didn't care either. Those who kissed continued to kiss. Those who read comics continued to read comics. Fifteen minutes passed.

"GCPD, this is Detective Jim Gordon (ps), the scene has been controlled and the alarm has been lifted." A feeble man said perfunctorily.

"Detective, are you the only one?" a classmate asked.

"Well, come on out, it's over." The man may not even catch the question, but just casually answer it.

"Fake! GCPD will never be so heroic and fearless. Isn't it nonsense to face terrorists who are hijacking the campus alone? Classmates, don't go out." The male classmate shouted at the top of his voice .

"Falk!" Jim Gordon cursed in a low voice, standing in the doorway, shouting down the hallway: "Harvey, Explosion-proof team, S·W·A·T, hurry up. Come here."

After a while, a greasy bearded man with a long, mid-parted head slowly walked over, holding a cigarette in his left hand and a plastic "shield" in his right hand, with "swat" white painted on the surface of the shield. paint.

"OK, forty cops have lined up in the hallway, Princesses, Young Masters, have mercy, get out of here and be welcomed!" Harvey exclaimed foul-mouthed.

"What is your attitude?" The dean's angry voice followed.

"The caution of the students is exactly what this class needs to achieve. Not only did you arrive slowly, you only arrived at the school in twenty-five minutes, but you also mocked the students and destroyed the class. I want to give Luo Make a call, detective, and give your constable number!"

"Let's go, let's go, the anti-terrorism class is over." Harvey dropped the plastic shield and pulled Gordon out. run.

This is a unique anti-terrorism class in the United States. Starting from kindergarten, it will be raided several times every semester.

No way, this is not too celestial, school shootings are too common in the United States.

Harry even experienced it personally once, in Tulsa Town, her tablemate is also a very good friend, a lovely and beautiful black girl.

Even though she shrewdly shrunk under the table according to the anti-terrorism course, she was forcibly pulled out and shot in the head, her big eyes of terror were always open, and red and white flowed along the table

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That time, Harley saw the gangster's eyes and saw a touch of familiarity. Then, she made up her mind to leave her hometown, even if the next stop was Gotham.

As for the question, should we be so cautious and suspect that the police are disguised by terrorists?

There is a movie "July 22nd", which tells the story of a ruthless who pretends to be a policeman and destroys the 60th or 70th classmates of the summer camp.

Very terrifying.

More terrifying, this story is based on true events.

What's more terrifying, this is Gotham with simple folk customs.

Jim Gordon, readers who have seen Batman movies should be familiar with, the status in the master's heart is second only to old steward Alfred. I have to make it clear that in the Batman movie comics, Gordon is only the master's assistant, but in this book, at least at the beginning, he is a fan of the American TV series "Gotham". In the American TV series, Gordon is the protagonist, or Young Master's. Batman is a supporting role instead, so in later chapters, Gordon may get more attention, and Harry will make a difference to him.

(end of this chapter)