"Ah, there is a knife! Killing!"

Someone screamed on the bus, and then the whole car was boiling.

Song Tianbao glanced at the afterglow and saw that the bald man was holding a sharp knife in his hand.

It was an Yingjisha pointed knife about twenty-five centimeters long, made of pure black steel, with a wide blade and thin handle. The knife handle had a terrifying bird's head shape at the tail. In the sunset, the Yingjisha reflected a hint of cold light, looking like a dark gray bloodthirsty shark.

"Boy, are you looking for death?"

The bald brother held Yingjisha in his hand and approached Song Tianbao step by step.

Song Tianbao quickly pulled the girl behind him, then pulled a horse stance, pointed to the bald nose and said, "Uncle, if you touch your butt and get caught, at most you will write a review and fine. You can still be a juren after you come out. If you dare to use the knife today, I, Song Tianbao, promise that you will never raise it for life."

"Your name is Song Tianbao? Good boy, today your uncle Abao will give you a human dissection. See if you dare to show off in the future?"

It turns out that the bald man's nickname is Abao.

A Bao's speed was indeed fast enough. Before he could finish his words, the knife in his hand stabbed Song Tianbao's stomach. A strong wind blew, and Song Tianbao's head exploded.

"Grass, you're so stinging!"

Song Tianbao had no time to think too much, and instinctively bowed his body and captured Abao's wrist with both hands. Abao's knife just now had no backup. He went straight to Song Tianbao's lower abdomen and internal organs. If he really stabbed him, Song Tianbao would probably be useless.

"Boy, are you afraid too?"

Abao gritted his teeth and wanted to send the knife forward, but found that his wrist was not strong enough.

So he was secretly surprised.

"Strange, how could this kid be so strong?"

In the past two years, Abao has taken a lot of oil on the bus and ate tofu from many high school girls, but he has never missed it. However, this time, he never expected that this inconspicuous high school student in front of him was not only brave, but also had greater strength, even more powerful than Abao.

Abao has always claimed to be a strong man. Last summer, when he was picking up girls in the gym, he once raised a barbell weighing 180 kilograms. At that time, all his brothers knelt on their knees and called him the "Hulk". But today, his hands were firmly pinched by Song Tianbao and could not move. At this moment, he felt that he was not like the "Hulk", but more like the "SpongeBob SquarePants".

Where did this kid's strength come from?

From the surface, this kid is not a tough muscular man, and he doesn't have a pair of kirin arms as thick as Abao, but why does he have such great brute force? Is he not an ordinary person? If he is not an ordinary person, who is he?

"Dad boy, I'll have a chance!"

After about ten seconds of stalemate, Abao finally felt exhausted.

“Ga,gha,gha”

After only a few crisp sounds, Abao's wrist suddenly dislocated. He felt a terrifying feeling, as if he had stuffed his hand into a meat grinder. He suddenly realized that if he persisted, his entire arm would probably be twisted off.

"Brother, brother, please spare me, please spare me!"

A real man can bend and stretch, but Abao kneels on the ground with a plop.

"Stop it? Brother Bao, you have a knife at the beginning, I haven't started playing yet!"

Song Tianbao suddenly kicked.

"Clang"

The car window glass was broken, Abao's head rushed out, but his body was stuck on the window. His dislocated arm was like a robotic arm with screws removed, hanging loosely on the seat. Song Tianbao narrowed his eyes, looked at Abao's "bright sword" part, and then took out something from his schoolbag.

slingshot.

It was a strong jujube slingshot, with a y-shaped bow, made of a jujube tree branch, and the two black rubber bands were as thick as fingers, and most people couldn't pull it. Today is the first day Song Tianbao transferred to Haicheng No. 8 Middle School, and it was also the third time he had been forced to transfer to school in his life. Every time he transferred to school, he would bring this jujube slingshot with him because this slingshot was his best friend.

"Brother, don't do it, don't do it randomly!"

The bald man was so scared that his face was pitch black when he saw the slingshot. He didn't know what Song Tianbao wanted to do.

"Brother Bao, don't be so nervous. Relax. I'll give you a physical therapy so that you won't be able to always like to draw the sword in the future." Song Tianbao picked up the slingshot and turned around and fisted everyone: "Everyone, the following is the slingshot bird shooting session. The taste is slightly heavy. Please watch it selectively."

Before he finished speaking, the passengers in the car were immediately frightened and fled. Even the fat driver was so scared that he forgot to hang in neutral and abandoned the car and ran away.

The car is still sliding forward slowly.

"Puff, puff, puff"

With a muffled sound, Song Tianbao pulled off the slingshot and sucked hard at Abao's crotch.

"Ah, ah..."

A Bao screamed a few times and fainted.

Seeing that Abao stopped moving, Song Tianbao then put away his slingshot. He walked out of the car, and hundreds of pairs of frightened eyes were staring at him blankly, a little timid, and he was hiding forty or fifty meters away from the distance and did not dare to approach. They looked at the slingshot in Song Tianbao's hand, so scared that they didn't dare to make a sound.

Song Tianbao glanced a few times in the crowd and finally found the bullied girl. Because of fear, the girl stood far behind a poplar tree, and her whole body was trembling. When Song Tianbao walked to her, she couldn't help but scream: "Ah...you, you, did you beat that person to death?"

"Don't worry, the legal society cannot kill people at will. Our Brother Leopard probably graduated from the Central Academy of Drama. He is probably performing a zombie fraud now."

"Really?"

The girl stared at her big eyes, half-believing and half-doubting.

"Why, Xiaolan, aren't you leaving yet? Do you really want to go with me to watch "Calling Wolf 2"?" Song Tianbao said, and wanted to go up and hug her slim waist, but the girl slapped his hand heavily and scolded, "Please put the key points!"

"Hey, will you repay your kindness with grudges?"

Song Tianbao pretended to be angry.

"No, no."

"Since you're not merciful and revenge, why do you hit me? You didn't even say thank you?"

"Thanks."

"Thank you, it's not enough. You have to poke my face?"

Song Tianbao leaned over and prepared to let her kiss her.

"You... are bored"

The girl's face was flushed with shame.

"Forget it, it's okay if you don't stamp it. What's your name? Is it really called Xiaolan?"

"Hey, your name is Xiaolan."

The girl bit her delicate red lips and shyly didn't dare to speak anymore, because there were at least hundreds of pairs of confused eyes staring at her next to her, and many people were even waiting to eavesdrop on her mobile phone number.

Song Tianbao raised his slingshot and waved it in the air a few times: "Hey, hey, everyone is separated, don't keep staring at my girlfriend, and I'll beat him when I look at him again!"

Everyone was so scared that they dared not watch anymore.

Song Tianbao smiled and said to the girl: "Save a contact information?"

The girl was still very shy: "Oh, okay, but my phone is out of battery. Have you brought your phone?"

"certainly!"

Song Tianbao was very excited and took out his cell phone directly from his pocket.

It was an old Nokia phone. Although it was not a blue screen, it was definitely not a touch screen. The main function of the phone was still in the stage of making calls and sending text messages. Nowadays, only those left-behind elderly people would use this kind of broken machine, so people call this kind of mobile phone "older" phone. From the appearance, the screen of this elderly phone has been completely broken, and a spider-web-like crack was left on the already blurred large screen.

When the girl saw the elderly camera, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Song Tianbao nodded: "Do you think my phone is broken?"

“No, no.”

"It's good if I don't have it. Don't look at my phone being broken, but it has been with me for eight years. What does a broken phone say about it?"

"What's the problem?"

"This shows that I am very dedicated to my relationship."

“…”

The girl didn't say anything, just rolled her eyes, not wanting to discuss the issue of "emotionality" with Song Tianbao anymore. She took the broken cell phone and pressed a string of numbers based on her feelings: "Here, this is my mobile phone number. Thank you for saving me, and treating you to dinner another day."

"Dare you ask about the name of the beautiful woman?"

"My name is Zhou Ningning, I am from Class 3 and 5 of Senior High School."

"Oh, Zhou Ningning? Well, this name sounds very friendly. By the way, I remember that Class 3 and Class 5 of High School is next to our class. I am from Class 3 and Class 4 of High School, and my name is Song Tianbao. I just transferred to school..."

Song Tianbao wanted to continue introducing himself, but Zhou Ningning waved to him and walked away.

As the sun sets, Song Tianbao looked at Zhou Ningning's tall back, her straight long legs that only exist in the two-dimensional world, and her perfect waistline was remembered in her head. A warm current suddenly rushed straight to her head, feeling that she was almost lacking in oxygen.

"Zhou Ningning, Hum, this girl is really good."

Just as Song Tianbao looked at Zhou Ningning's beautiful back and thought about it, a sweeping aunt quietly walked over and gently pulled the corner of his clothes, saying, "Young man, you seem to be injured too."

Song Tianbao looked down and saw a bloody hole cracked on his arm. He quickly turned around and covered the wound with his clothes, and then quickly disappeared into the crowd. A drop of crystal purple blood accidentally dripped on the stone on the roadside. The sweeping aunt stared at the drop of blood on the stone, thinking that his old eyes were dizzy.

If it weren't for the dizziness, how could human blood be purple?
Chapter completed!