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The game didn't seem right from the start.

First, a certain two people blatantly fished, and then the same two people were crazily targeted by the opponent.Oh, I can't say that, after all, no one dared to seriously target Young Master Osborne, so in fact, Peter was still responsible for the suppression of firepower alone.

Those who heard it were sad, and those who saw it shed tears, especially his good brother Harry gave him a "come on" gesture, and slipped out of the encirclement by himself.

No, wait, I remember you were not like this before?Peter's eyes widened, and he watched Harry move away quickly with a dazed expression.

I'm giving you a chance to show off, silly boy.Harry breathed smoothly, completely old father mentality.

Of course, Peter didn't know what inexplicable modules were suddenly loaded into his little friend's mind. He was trying his best to make every evasion look extremely thrilling, so as to maintain his disguise as an "ordinary thin middle school boy".

No, there is no ordinary thin male high school student who can accurately avoid thank you every time.

Tara rolled her eyes, unable to understand what this man was obsessed with.Wouldn't that make you even more annoying?Think about Tom and Jerry, have you seen that time when Jerry slipped from Tom's paws and he let him go with peace of mind?Otherwise, it makes sense to look at Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf!

Thompson—yes, Tara finally figured out the name of the muscular boy—maxed out his anger gauge at a speed visible to the naked eye. If this was in the comics, his hair would stand on end, and his eyes would burst into tears. A red light or something.If he hadn't somehow remembered that this was a basketball game, not football, he would have picked up the basketball and smashed it in the face.

Although it looks like this now, it seems that there is not much difference.

I have never seen a spider spirit with such a good temper.Tara grunted and changed her sitting position.In other words, she has never seen a monster with a better temper than Peter!For monsters, there is no such good thing as "you hit me once, and I'll pass with a smile".Rabbits bite people when they are in a hurry, let alone spider spirits who don't have a positive image.I'm afraid I won't just give you a discount on your legs.

So Tara began to grope under the seat again. Now she hopes that she can touch something like a tennis badminton, or even half a broom head. " special edition program.

Peter's spider sensor sounded like an air defense siren for a moment, and a row of fine hairs stood up.He subconsciously and skillfully turned his head, and sure enough, he saw the restless guy in the stands frowned and bent down again.

Is it so difficult to be a human?For a moment Peter almost despaired.He didn't have the time to kill chickens and wipe his neck to convey facial expressions at this time. After all, he was surrounded by a few strong men, ahem, strong male middle school students. With his height, he could barely get through the gap between his head Look at Tara.

As for whether Tara will make a special trip to pay attention to his facial expressions?No, she would definitely pretend not to see it.Peter thought sadly.Why did that spider give me muscles but not the corresponding height?

Fortunately, Tara still didn't touch anything after all.The person who cleaned the venue seemed to be a meticulous and responsible guy, and he didn't give poor Miss Spider Spirit a single chance.She sat up straight, considering whether she should rub a spider web ball quietly.I'm afraid that if I throw it out, it will directly touch the opponent's head, so how can I destroy the corpse?

Here Tara was angrily thinking of new ways, and the situation on the field changed again.

Peter didn't know when he got out of the encirclement, and started running in circles along the field, while Thompson and the others chased after him stupidly, like some kind of debt collection scene.

Didn't the physical education teacher stop such a basketball game?Miss Spider Spirit vented her anger openly.It is impossible to call a stop. The teacher was so happy watching the play. Besides, can you say that this can't be regarded as a kind of exercise?no, you can not.Running is fundamental.

Thompson's small gang looked like three of them himself, and the three of them ran to chase Peter, but the strength of the two teams on the field suddenly became evenly matched.Originally, Thompson's team relied on him, the captain of the rugby school team, and his friends to show off all kinds of skills and crush the audience. Now that they run, the two teams naturally formed a classic pattern of pecking at each other.

Tara was still a little excited when she first realized that the situation had changed, but after seeing this horrible strength, her enthusiasm faded away.It's better to watch Peter run around, at least you can appreciate the beautiful muscle lines of the little spider.

Oh yeah, why didn't I think of this sooner.Tara took several big strides in a row on the stands, walked to the first row easily with her long legs, lay down on the railing, rested her chin comfortably on her crossed arms, and followed Peter with her eyes .

Once again, Peter felt the familiar gaze shining on his back, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Harry staring at him with an indescribable expression on his face, feeling aggrieved.However, he can't do anything, after all, he can't beat one of these two, and he can't fight the other.Thinking about it this way makes it even sadder.

To be honest, the physical education teacher looks at Peter now as if he has discovered some dusty pearl, or some new hope for winning glory for the school. In short, the enthusiasm is a bit scary.Peter trembled under his stare, and chose to continue running aggrieved.

He said as if he could turn around and kill three times directly, but he still did not give up and hoped that he could at least maintain the persona of "ordinary male high school student".

We may all have reason to believe that this field is actually a hamster roller with a realistic model of a basketball game in the middle.Who still has the time to watch the game at this time, the girls are all whispering and betting, okay?

What was it that broke it all?It's a basketball.It was a ball that was supposed to be the protagonist and was scrambled by the teenagers, but now it was pitifully reduced to an ordinary prop, a basketball.

The boys playing the game on the field were attracted by the chasing and chasing of these four people. To put it simply, this group of people lost their minds during the game, and they walked a little seriously. Avoided the rim rebound and flew to the stands.

To tell the truth, a basketball that is distracted and let go has no strength. Not to mention the speed at which meteorites hit the earth that are common in comics and animations, even an ordinary basketball cannot maintain the dignity of speed when it is shot, and it hits the face lightly. It doesn't hurt at all, just rub some powder down.

So even if it seemed to fly towards her direction, Tara didn't take it seriously at all, and it would end if she couldn't block it with her hands.

But it was such a basketball, but Peter rushed towards it with an astonishing momentum, as if it was a pistol/grenade/bomb, or the kind with a pull ring.Terrified, Tara froze on the spot.

I need a chance to escape the lap spell thanks.

So who!All!Don't!and!I!Rob!

The author has something to say: I can't beat it - Tara

Can't do it - Harry

Harana's may be the heroine's script :)