What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

Facts have proved that there is nothing that a beating can't solve.

If so, give me two beatings.

"So it's okay for squad leader Date," Matsuda said with a black face, biting the fried noodles bread, "Why did you become so outrageous, Feng—"

He broke his fingers and grieved: "Do girls who pick twenty really exist?"

"Not only does it exist, but it's also standing in front of you," Jing Guang drifted past faintly, "I lost again, Matsuda."

"Ahhhhhhhh!"

"Compared to this, Zhenping, you already owe me five chow mein bread."

Hagiwara counted, including the last time Ida Ko and Furutani Rei fought, today when Matsuda and Kaede, Jingguang and Kaede, and finally Fuji and Kaede played against each other, Matsuda always vowed: "This time she will always I'm going to lose!" Then place a bet.

In the end, Feng won all of them. If it wasn't for the bell after class, she might have won all the time.

Now the rumors in the school are no longer bad, but——

"The mountain village has been bad!"

"But she picked twenty today!"

"This, is this still human..."

"I heard that she used to be two meters tall, because she was too strong..."

How should I put it, although it is still outrageous, it is not unacceptable.

"No, I didn't accept my two-meter-tall blue-faced fangs."

Feng calmly poured chili sauce into the fried noodles, and the red color made Jiang Guling next to him feel sick to his stomach.

"And for a battle of this intensity, I have experienced it when I took the promotion exam a few years ago."

She stirred it, rolled up the fried noodles with a fork, and stuffed them into her mouth, showing a satisfied expression, chewing like a little squirrel.

"I feel that I am in excellent condition today. I have several books."

"Compared to this," Jiang Gu Ling shook the little chili powder jar in his hand, he just sprinkled a little bit into the curry rice, "I want to know why—why the chili powder provided by our cafeteria is so spicy So much? I don’t remember it being this spicy when I started school.”

"Of course it's because of Feng," Matsuda said weakly. "After she has established a good relationship with the staff in the cafeteria, they are naturally willing to help her change to a more suitable flavor."

Even added chili oil and chili sauce at the window.

Matsuda, who did not notice the change of spiciness one day, sprinkled the usual amount as always, was the first victim.

"That's because the chef in our cafeteria also likes spicy food," Feng shrugged. "She and I just discussed the possibility of spicy food."

"So those of us who are worried about this guy are like idiots." Muku has already been bombarded by "good sisters" several times. He obviously has Feng's phone number but refuses to disturb the other party. He wants to find out from her "related person". Information is no different from chasing stars, "You are obviously super attractive, Sister Feng!"

Mu pinched his throat and called Feng.

"Yeah, it's okay, no matter how stupid Muku is with me, he is still a cute little sister-chan."

Feng also took over without the slightest embarrassment.

"By the way, Muling," she suddenly remembered something, "I may not be able to accompany you to perm tomorrow afternoon, I have something to do."

"Hey - well, what's the matter?"

Feng blinked and revealed a subtle smile.

"Secret."

"It's not right," Stark bit the straw of the boxed milk drink, narrowing his eyes, "absolutely not right."

Today, because all the instructors have a meeting, it is obviously Friday, but the police academy still has an early holiday.

In front of the vending machine, Matsuda chose for a long time, and finally took a can of soda: "Is there any problem? Even if you are young, there is no reason to stick together as soon as the holiday is over."

"That's right." Hagiwara responded, "Minghyo-san, are you the type who is afraid of being lonely, or are you not separated from Feng for a moment——"

"No!" Mu retorted loudly, "You know what! Before Feng went out today," she showed a strange expression, "she came to borrow my candy bar clip and some cosmetics."

What does that mean?Explain that Feng went out today not only to arrange her hairstyle, but also to put on makeup!

And as far as she observed, although it was just a white shirt and jeans, Feng's shirt sleeves were carefully rolled up to the forearm, and the jeans were close-fitting, showing her good figure. Pearl ear clips.

The make-up is not heavy, but it is radiant enough. After decorating the original delicate and smart appearance—especially with the rose-colored lipstick, it instantly becomes magnificent and beautiful. Matching with Feng's sassy temperament, people can't take their eyes off. Like a successful professional woman, she even has a mature charm.

"She went out on a Ducati," Muku recalled. "It looked like she was well prepared."

"Ah, no wonder Feng asked me to ride the motorcycle to school last night."

Matsuda sat up straight.

"Is it prepared for today?" Hagiwara felt something wrong when he heard it, "What can make Feng so... dressed up to meet?"

Considering that most of the girls in the police academy are naked, and Feng usually goes out in a set of denim clothes and sweatshirts, her actions today are enough to be called painstaking efforts.

"Could it be..." Matsuda frowned, his brain trembling with that terrible guess.

"That's right!" Mu stood up abruptly, and squeezed the empty carton tightly, "We must find out who exactly abducted Feng!"

"Huh? What abduction?" Jiang Gu Ling happened to be walking here, "Is there an abduction case?"

When he came, Zhu Fu Jingguang naturally followed.

Muku looked at Matsuda and Hagiwara from the left, and Fuguya and Momobu from the right, only she who was caught in the middle lost her baby, looked lonely, pitiful and helpless.

So she must find out the guy who made Feng abandon her! !

On the other hand, everyone in the Ice Emperor Tennis Club is having a Friday intramural match today.

Most of the regular candidates are sweating on the field. In the Ice Emperor campus, where strength is the most important thing, even a first-year player can become a regular candidate as long as he has enough ability.

For example, Keigo Atobe, and for example, Yushi Ninzu.

"Waltz Towards Destruction!"

Jumping and smashing in one go, the silver-gray short-haired boy received applause from the audience, and the senior opposite him knelt down powerlessly.

"It seems that this week's king is still my uncle."

Putting away the racket, the boy straightened his arms and snapped his fingers to stop the applause of the audience.

"It's really showing off all the time."

On the side, a young man with dark blue short and medium hair and wearing a pair of round flat glasses pushed his eyes, and the desire to complain about Kansai was surging all the time in his body.

"You said yes, senior?"

He served the ball unhurriedly. He was obviously only a first-year student, but he seemed to be playing with the seniors on the opposite side.

"Who is that?"

It was Ryo Shishido's turn to play, and he and Mukahiyake looked at an eye-catching person in the stands.

I'm afraid that except for the players on the field, everyone else saw that, that—the mysterious woman.

She crossed her legs, put her elbows on her knees and looked at the field with interest. Her bright red lips curled up, and the white pearls on her earlobes shone brightly. The arms are white and smooth, and for the little boys in the first grade of junior high school-too violent, her body curve is too violent.

It stands to reason that idlers are not allowed to enter the tennis court, but the "king" who is in charge is still playing, and the others just look a little more, and they are shocked by the breath of the mature big sister, and they dare not go forward under the blushing.

"How do I know..." Xiang Ri curled his lips, and as soon as he raised his head, he couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, "Huh—where's the person?"

In just a split second, the big sister in the stands disappeared.

"She's at the side of the field—" Shishido Ryo couldn't help holding Xiang Ri, "She just jumped directly from such a high stand!"

And she was wearing canvas shoes!

Naturally, this move also shocked other people on the court. They couldn't help swallowing, thinking, if it was them—it would never work, that height and length are simply beyond the reach of ordinary people!

And for Mukohiyake who is good at aerial stunts and has great enthusiasm for "jumping", this is an incredible miracle!

"Who the hell is she!"

Xiang Ri grabbed Shishido Ryo with his backhand and wanted to get closer to the big sister, but Shishido Ryo was nailed to the spot.

"No, take a closer look," he turned Xiangri's head towards the field where the woman walked, "she's next to Shinozu's competition field."

At the same time, the people on the field could clearly feel that the originally careless forbearance suddenly became serious, and the offensive was so fierce that the seniors on the opposite side couldn't stand it.

"Could it be Renzu's acquaintance?" Xiang Ri calmed down, "Damn it, when did he know such a good-looking person?"

"Hmm, no one else is allowed to enter here, my lady."

"Is that so?" Feng smiled, "Sorry, I don't know about this rule—"

She looked at Yuji Shinozu who quickly ended the game on the court: "I just want to see how my brother plays tennis."

"So that's the case, is that guy Renzuzu your younger brother?" Keigo Atobe nodded, "Then I will make a difference today!"

"Thank you very much, Mr. Minister."

Although he claims to be my uncle, the boy is still a 12-year-old boy. His smug look is not annoying, but rather cute. Feng resisted the urge to rub his hair, but the corners of his mouth curled up a little. point.

"Since I'm Ninzuzu's elder sister, I allow you to call me Atobe."

"That's really great, Atobe." Feng noticed that there was a beautiful tear mole in the corner of the young master's eye, and he might be one of the girl killers in the future. "My name is Yamamura Kaede, please give me your advice."

The proud young boy raised his head.

"The winner is - Renzu!"

The referee in the high chair announced the winner.

Feng slowly clapped his hands, looked at Renzu who was running towards here with a smile on his face: "You did a good job—do you think I would say that?"