In the days when Xiongying was undercover [Comprehensive]

The class monitor was a little girl with a black doll's head. She gently placed the piece of paper on the table in the first row in Boltz's row, then quickly withdrew her hand and distributed it to the people next to her.

Boltz took the paper handed over from the front, left one, and stretched the rest over his shoulders. He only felt the paper in his hand being pulled away vigorously, and then he snorted.

Boltz glanced at the contents above, took out a pen and wrote four large characters of Xiongying High School on it.

In fact, besides Xiongying High School, he didn't know any other high schools.

The reason why he promised Mori Ogai to come here to go to school is because Mori Ogai promised to go out at night at night after he came here.

Go out and fight.

Whether it's bad|bad in the school, gangsters in the society, or the gangsters who control Shizuoka and the surrounding areas, they can all challenge it.

Mori Ogai did not doubt Boltz's ability at all.

Even firearms are not lethal to Boltz. Maybe Boltz stands still, and bullets can penetrate Boltz's body.But Boltz can move, except for those spear masters who can predict, most people can't even keep up with Boltz's movements, let alone hurt Boltz with bullets.

Even though the strange personalities outside are a bit tricky, he believes that Boltz can handle it.

However, Boltz wished that his opponent could have such a strange ability, which would make him play more happily.

Like Boltz, Katsuki Bakugo, who was sitting next to him, wrote a few strokes and then put it down. His legs were crossed and placed on the table arrogantly. The front two of the four-legged chair were tilted up, and only the back Two sticks.Both legs were within a punch of Boltz's back.

"Huh? Of course I'm going to Xiongying, but I got all A's in the mock exam! I'm the only one in the whole school who is qualified to go to Xiongying!" Bakugo Katsuki didn't know who he was talking to. When Boltz heard the word Xiongying High School, Turning around and looking at the voluntary application form that Bo Hao Katsuki had placed on the table, who knew that what he saw were two feet close at hand, he frowned in distaste, dragged the stool and moved forward, Turned back again.

His movements were not small, and Bakugo Katsuki naturally saw them, as well as the undisguised disgust on Boltz's face.

The thread of self-esteem in Bakugo Katsuki's mind was on the verge of breaking.

"What kind of eyes do you have?! Look down on me?!" Bakugo Katsuki was about to explode again, and Mr. Tanaka, who was standing on the podium in fear, once again prevented a possible big battle: "Has everyone finished writing? If you write If it is over, the last person in each row will collect the volunteer form."

Bakugo Katsuki, who was about to explode, choked back again, and he pulled Boltz's hair from behind, pulling Boltz to the ground.

"Do you have a hobby of pulling people's hair?" Boltz looked gloomy. He raised his head and casually handed his volunteer form to the classmate who was afraid to come to collect the volunteer form.

"Who the hell likes to pull other people's hair!" Bakugo Katsuki retorted, "What expression did you have just now!"

Poltz said, "Look at the kid's face."

"Who the hell is a child!!"

"Whoever is arguing with me now is a child." Boltz pulled back his hair: "Who is it that keeps shouting?"

Bakugo Katsuki said without hesitation: "If you are capable, don't leave school!"

As soon as he said these words, the classroom fell silent, and the atmosphere of tension suddenly became a little weird.

Don't leave after school if you have the ability, such words are only said by children!

After three seconds of silence, there was an explosion of laughter in the classroom.

A thread called self-esteem in Bakugo Katsuki's head was completely broken, and the uncontrollable sparks in his hand blew up the tabletop, and he detonated the nitroglycerin in his hand with a bang, quieting the classroom.

"Central Plain Poltz!"

"Call me Boltz." Boltz also stood up, and found that he was not tall enough, so he simply stepped on the stool, and he could look down at Katsuki Bakugo from a high position: "Do you want to fight?"

"Who the fuck wants to call you by your name! Smelly hair!!" Bakugo Katsuki felt an aggrieved feeling that he couldn't force out.

They had just known each other for the first day, and they were not familiar enough to call each other by names.

Boltz touched his black, thick, clean and even fragrant hair: "Who do you say has stinky hair!"

"Whoever answers my words is the one!"

Others in the class: This is simply two childish ghosts arguing!

The teacher in charge of the class, Tanaka, almost knelt down, and he was trembling: "Um... Zhong Yuan and Baohao, please calm down, they are still in class..."

Baohao snorted, Boltz remembered the definition of a good person he had just found out, and chose patience between beating up this person and being patient.

It's hard to be a good person.

Boltz sat back on the stool, and Katsuki, who felt that he had won, became emotional.

I will never lose!

The head teacher Tanaka let out a sigh of relief. He put away the volunteer form put away by the monitor, put it on the side of the podium, and picked up the textbook: Open the first page..."

As soon as the bell rang for the end of the first class, Boltz and Katsumi Bakugo were surrounded.

Although a little scared, curiosity still prevailed, and the children all gathered around, asking questions around Boltz.

Although Boltz is a little short, but this morning's big show near the school and today's thorny and hard anal deeds with Bakugo Katsuki are enough to make these girls come over excitedly.

Mainly because Boltz looks good.

This longing for pool noodles made these people resist Boltz's fierceness.

Fortunately, girls nowadays are quite reserved, and they don't get too close, but the smell of perfume or shower gel and shampoo on girls is quite strange. Although Boltz doesn't need to eat or drink, there is nothing in his body. organs, but the sense of smell is still there.

This smell of all kinds of aromas mixed together... is simply terrible.

Just like a diamond, he just likes to get some flowers to make his body smell good, and he doesn't know what's the use of making his body smell so good.

It's just that after Boltz expressed his disgust, the diamond has never been wiped off.

Who knew that when I smelled this smell today, I would think of diamonds again.

I care a little bit.

"Which school did Mr. Zhongyuan belong to?" the girls were very interested.

"Harbor Black...Secondary."

"Port Middle School? I haven't heard of it."

"Well, small school, not famous."

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