Gluttonous canteen

"Shooting old women?" Zhang Tao was a little confused. He came from that era and was familiar with the dialects and slang of each era. He thought that this young man looked very young, so why did he speak old-fashioned? Could it be a Red Guard? crossed?If it is really time-traveling, you can have a good chat with Li Chuo and share your own mental journey.

"What about you, why are you pretending to be a grandson?!" Seeing Zhang Tao staring at him blankly and not speaking, the boy thought he was looking down on him. Pick up his collar.

Suddenly, the boy's wrist was held by a person behind Zhang Tao.

Li Chuo grabbed the man's wrist and tightened his grip slightly. The boy was already grinning from the pain, but he quickly tightened the lines of his face, maintaining the peculiar teenager's kind of adulthood, which may be very ridiculous when he thinks about it self-esteem.

"What do you mean by patting your wife?" Li Chuo held the boy's hand and asked in a low voice in Zhang Tao's ear.

"It's just for dating."

"Oh." Li Chuo nodded, and raised his sharp chin to the boy.

"He's my mother-in-law, does he need to shoot you?" He said confidently.

For a time, the surrounding one kilometer was as quiet as a chicken.

"Heterosexual." Zhang Tao hid behind Li Chuo, stabbed him in the waist, and kindly repaired it.

"..." Li Chuo turned around and gave him a hard look.

"Let go!"

Taking advantage of Li Chuo's distraction, the boy flung his hands away from his restraint.

"Stay away from me, Master Rabbit." The boy said with a look of disgust in his eyes.

"Fuck|Your uncle!" Li Chuo learned this national curse quite skillfully. He jumped up and caught up with the retreating boy. He hugged his neck with both hands and pressed down. Legs and knees directly pressed against the boy's sternum, making a muffled bang.

"Well!"

The boy only let out a muffled groan, and fell to the ground clutching his stomach.

"Hit someone!"

The girl who came with him shouted loudly, and in a blink of an eye, there were at least a dozen young people in rough clothes, some of whom were still wearing school uniforms, and they seemed to be young, and two of them crowded together immediately. He entered the crowd and helped the boy who was knocked down by Li Chuo to his feet.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Beat him!" The boy covered his stomach and pointed at Li Chuo with grinning teeth.

"Hey, don't don't don't, it's easy to discuss if you have something to say."

Zhang Tao hurried forward to smooth things over. He wasn't afraid that Li Chuo would be wronged. After all, he had seen children's skills in Dou'er, but because of his good skills, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to beat him up if he didn't have a handle. It would be bad if it happened, Li Chuo is a three-no personnel, if he enters the bureau and passes the trial, why not hand it over to the state directly?

"Stinky boy, don't meddle in your own business, or you will be blamed."

Just as Zhang Tao was about to go forward, he was stopped by two or three gangsters from outside the battle group. He was about to explain when he saw Li Chuo already killing people in the battle group where the crowd gathered.

He first swept his legs, and laid down two or three cats with unstable feet. Those little frozen cats were obviously lacking in calcium, so they kicked their bones, and then curled up and groaned while clutching their calves. It seems that the rest of my life basically bid farewell to the black society.

"Be careful behind you!" Zhang Tao shouted.

Hearing this, Li Chuo squatted down, bent his elbows backwards, and pinpointed the neck of a young man who was sneaking up from behind him. With the other hand, he grabbed his trouser belt and sent him forward with his strength. Er'er's head happened to bump into the head of another gangster who was rushing forward, and the two of them immediately embraced each other and turned into butterflies.

"King Kong! King Kong! Drunk driving!" the "big brother" who was knocked down first suddenly shouted.

The crowd of onlookers parted on both sides like a tide. A boy wearing a high school uniform but with a height of two meters and half a foot squeezed in with sumo steps. You have to walk steadily to maintain your balance.

"Brother!" The boy nicknamed King Kong roared when he saw his boss being beaten to the ground.

The sound was so loud that the crowd watching the battle felt that what echoed above their heads was not a human voice at all, but the roar of enemy planes during air strikes in the airspace of the imperial capital.

"Beat him! Beat that little bastard!" The eldest brother who fell on the ground was still roaring and issuing orders, not caring at all whether the appearance of being knocked to the ground with his butt pouted still retained a trace of the majesty of the leader.

"You hit my brother!" King Kong questioned, stretching out his hand and pressing Li Chuo's shoulder.

"Inverted!" Li Chuo avoided King Kong's claws with a short stature, and kicked him on the neck with a beautiful roundabout kick.

The picture freezes there.

After a moment.

"Tsk!" Li Chuo lowered his leg and held down the facing bone of his calf, frowning tightly.

The base of this cargo is simply too big, the tonnage of the two people is out of proportion, Li Chuo can't kick him at all.

But the child is still very arrogant, although the head-on bone will not be broken, but there will be a lot of bruises tomorrow, and the sudden pain is not something anyone can bear, but the majestic little emperor insisted on clenching his teeth There was no soft sound from the lips.

"Little bastard, don't struggle, King Kong is a sportsman, you can't beat him at this level."

The big brother with his butt backwards flattening the sand and falling wild geese has a beautiful body, but his mouth is still trying to take advantage of others.

But before he was halfway through the babbling, he saw Li Chuo's waist suddenly tightened, and he leapt up out of nowhere as high as a person, rolled over in the air, and rode directly on King Kong's neck. It firmly clamped the neck of the tall and thick boy, although the muscles on his thighs could be felt as tight as marble sculptures through the clothes.

"Are you convinced?!" Li Chuo asked sharply, looking at that posture, if King Kong dared to say no, he could break his neck with a twist of his waist!

"Admit it! Don't hurt my shoulder, I'm a weightlifter!" King Kong was completely subdued this time, and repeatedly begged for mercy. He is a sports student. Candidates from ordinary admissions channels are fighting with their scores, and they can't even get into a junior college.

"Hmph." The child snorted conceitedly, flipped backwards, jumped off King Kong's neck lightly and deftly, and landed firmly on the ground.

clap clap clap!

The onlookers once again responded with warm applause, which was also mixed with the whistles of several young people whose orientations were mysterious.

"Your Majesty is mighty!" Zhang promised to squeeze into the crowd proudly, took out a feeding bottle from his backpack and stuffed it into Li Chuo's mouth—children find it troublesome to get up at night to find water, so Zhang Tao specially I bought him a bionic adult feeding bottle from overseas, which is specially designed for dead houses. With it, he can basically stay in bed for a whole day.

"It's easy to say." Li Chuo waved his hands coldly, ready to drive.

"Wait a minute!" The eldest brother struggled to get up from the ground with the support of his sister-in-law, that is, the gorgeously dressed girl.

"Why, dissatisfied?" Li Chuo shrugged his shoulders and shook off the clothes Zhang Tao put on himself. Zhang promised to catch him from behind him with a doggy face, and silently hummed the theme song of "Shanghai Beach" , Artificial momentum.

"Waves run~waves remind~"

"Brother, is he a wanderer?"

The gangster who was helped by his girlfriend gritted his teeth and kindly reminded Zhang Tao with embarrassment.

"Oh, yes, no, what else do you need?"

The little gangster didn't do much to court him, and just ran up to Li Chuo.

"Brother, which school are you from?" As he spoke, he clasped his fists together.

Zhang Tao finally understood a little bit, did this group of brats just finish watching "Old Paoer"?

"School? Well, from the Imperial College." Li Chuo thought about it, and reported the only school he knew.

"What? You're a junior high school student?" A group of gangsters clenched their fists and put their fists on their lips, looking like I was shocked at the time.

Alas, do you want to explain to them that Guozijian was a university in ancient times, not the junior high school at No. 26 Guozijian Street, Dongcheng District now.Zhang Tao weighed it in his heart. In order to avoid more troubles, he chose to be as quiet as a chicken.

"Hmm." Li Chuo didn't understand what it meant, so he simply didn't comment, and was directly misunderstood by a group of brats into acquiescence.

"Junior high school students have such skills." The boys below started whispering.

"Brother, if this Nissan is absorbed in, and he fights in the future, he can single out a school district by himself!"

"Nonsense, he will be our big brother from now on!"

The gangster who took the lead grabbed Li Chuo's hands and shook hands with him warmly. The whole revolutionary friendship of the Jinggangshan alliance shocked Li Chuo, but considering that the other party had already been beaten to pieces by him. , Seeing the passionate admiration of the little boy, the little emperor who was laid off suddenly became a little elated. He didn't even shake him off, and even nodded his head kindly, with a face of "I know" official smile.

"Ahem, just touch it twice."

Zhang Tao watched coldly behind Li Chuo, counting the seconds, and after five seconds, a bold red warning was issued immediately.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The gangster leader let go of his hand immediately, and looked at Zhang Tao with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, I offended you just now!"