"What’s the matter? See you look so dignified "hammer suddenly had a very bad feeling" don’t sell ".
"Ha ha ….." Bai Fei smiled stiffly "MoHui appeared"
"When it appears, it appears." Ding Hammer took a sip of yogurt and said vaguely, "Can he still eat me now?"
Bai Fei looked at the hammer and smiled more and more ugly. "He was assigned to the preparatory class."
"Poof …" The yogurt sunshine in Ding Hammer’s mouth poof out a gorgeous rainbow, but he jumped to his feet and asked, "What!"
"He was admitted to the preparatory class by special approval yesterday." Bai Fei covered her forehead with a face of pain. "What now?"
Fixed hammer blinked. "What can I do with cold salad? I’m afraid of him. Can he eat old? Niang always let him mix, believe it or not. "
Bai Fei said, "Don’t make trouble, because you made a scene two days ago. Now the Mo family mansion is looking for that mysterious organization everywhere. Do you know what I mean?"
"I know," the hammer whistled. "Let’s go and talk."
"No, I have to go out to do business later today. I won’t go all the way with you. Go by yourself. Don’t make trouble. I’ll be back at noon." Bai Fei sighed. "You go quickly and feel so troublesome."
Ding hammer didn’t put this matter at ease. After all, he often encountered this kind of thing in those years. If he lost, he might be embarrassed to see people, but this is obviously a win. What’s the shame?
When I came to the class, I was fooled at first sight. There were several dressed men wandering around in the class and giving each student something like a card.
When Ding Hammer walked in, he found that his desk also had a picture of him with a serial number on it, which looked like a prisoner who had committed a crime.
"What is this?" After the hammer was seated, he asked the butterfly, "What is this for?"
Butterfly kept looking down at her card without looking back. The hammer shook its head silently and grabbed the guy next to it. "What is this?"
"Didn’t your class leader tell you the training ground number?"
Ding hammer is silly and quick to laugh, because Mu Shan may have said it, but … He was sleeping and could hear an egg!
At this moment, a totally embarassed guy suddenly walked into the outside. Although his hair was no longer golden and his earrings disappeared, his face was even more ruined, but Dinghammer recognized this funny ratio at a glance!
"Oh, isn’t this a great deal?" Sheep tone, the hammer, shouted at Mo Hui, who was struggling, "How do you move the stool yourself?"
Mo Hui looked up and glanced at Ding Hammer in confusion, as if trying to remember who this guy was. Then he turned his head and snorted, "So you sell garbage."
"Y gentleman, you’d better let people judge who is garbage." Ding Hammer said and patted Butterfly on the shoulder. "Say who is garbage."
Butterfly looked up at the hammer and looked at Mo Hui, and then pointed to Mo Hui "he".
The hammer burst out laughing, and MoHui’s face changed. He grabbed the stool in his hand and hit the hammer head without dragging his feet.
Chapter 41 A slap in the face snapped
The hammer is not vague. This street punk genre is a one-on-one hit. It seems to him that it is a piece of cake. He holds the stool with one hand and shines Mo Hui’s face with the other, which is a heavy punch.
Without the ability of super warrior, Mo Hui can’t resist the influence of fists in the street for many years. After that, nosebleeds came, tears came out, hands became loose, and stools fell off.
In short, this state is that in the technical terms of fighting, "one punch falls", after the hammer throws the stool, Mo Hui, who has been squatting, will be kicked over with one foot, and then his foot will step on his head.
But before the hammer stepped on the surrounding people, they had already put the hammer on the frame, and a sergeant-level person came over and thundered, "What are you doing?" It’s written in the college charter that no private fights are allowed! Do you want to lower the security level? "
Ding hammer spat at the side, pointing to Mo Hui, who was rolling with his nose. "You all saw the government. He started it!"
"Get up!" Sergeant long a kick MoHui ass folded way "soldiers need is brave not overreached! Get up! "
Mo Hui grew up in a honey pot. When was he bullied? He couldn’t resist tears for a while, but the tears, nose and nosebleeds were mixed together and the dirty dust suddenly made him look from a brother to a tramp.
And his cry made the soldiers around him blind. The sergeant snorted and patted the hammer shoulder tone, which also eased a lot of "Don’t fight again."
"That’s a must." Ding Hammer quickly offered a cigarette. "Don’t worry, ask him not to mess with me."
Sergeant looked down at MoHui laughed coldly, but didn’t speak. After continuing to send the card, he disdained to kick MoHui ass and left the classroom without saying a word.
As soon as they left work, the children came around and surrounded MoHui, who was lying on the floor.
You know, a noble man like Mo Hui is going to die. Today, he was beaten by a pariah selling bags, not to mention being stopped by a group of teenagers. Now he even wants to give up.
"Doubi" said disdainfully, while picking his teeth with his fingers, "You are a loser now, so why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"