Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

Chapter 161: Great Fight!

"Tenth grade! They were unhappy with our seventh grade, and provoked us by bullying the girls of Class B ..." Ling Lan knew that Luo Lang's report had gone through and knew that it was a purposeful dismissal of the tenth grade.

"Tenth grade ... Lan boss, you really are the boss, and Wu Jiong completely served you!" Wu Jiong originally thought that it was only a big fight with the eighth grade. I did not expect Ling Lan to challenge the highest difficulty, direct and most powerful Wu's tenth grade bar was on, this courage made Wu Jiong completely convinced.

"Wu Jiong, I heard that there are very few people with mental changes in Class B. Even a small group of Class A people have no obvious effect?" Ling Lan shifted the topic.

Wu Jiong's mood was a little low: "Yes, the students' mental variability has become less and less in recent years. If they haven't mutated before the age of 16, they might lose the possibility of manipulating the armor ..." Even if you control the mecha, you can't break through the intermediate mecha, so after the age of 16, apply to the major military schools, the school will not accept these children into the mecha class.

"Sometimes, the brutal battle will let people break through evolution ... the big weapon fight is an opportunity." Ling Lan pointed out the reason why she wanted to carry out the big weapon fight.

Wu Jiong's eyes lit up, and he even more admired Ling Lan. He immediately patted his chest and said, "Lan Bo, rest assured, I will inform all our classmates in the special class ..."

Wu Jiong is very popular in the grade, he has a good relationship with all the teams, so there is something difficult for the students in the grade. Generally, he likes to find Wu Jiong for help. Only after Wu Jiong is powerless, they carefully think of Ling Lan. For help.

No way, Ling Lan was never angry, but the cold face, the faint cold air, and the indifferent eyes made them dare not approach.In fact, the bigger the children, the more they can feel the strength. Ling Lan's strength is clearly out of the scope of the scouts, so that they can involuntarily generate pressure in their hearts, and they even feel that it is more terrible to face Ling Lan than to the mentors.

This is why Ling Lan wanted Wu Jiong to notify his classmates. Who would call someone good?Of course, Ling Lan didn't know anyone except Wu Kang's contact signal. She didn't want to notify her.

Ling Lan, who explained everything, then left the virtual world, changed the flywheel, and quickly left the villa.

Ling Lan stepped on the flywheel and lifted off, and saw that in the dormitory of the Class A villa, many students who received the notice flew out on the flywheel.

"Lan Bo!" Everyone stopped and greeted her with admiration, saying that Qilong was the first warrior of the 4738 class, Wugong was the mainstay, then Ling Lan was the Dinghai god needle of their grade. She was full of confidence in her obvious heart.

"Well, everyone is here?" Ling Lan stopped the flywheel and hovered in the air. In less than a minute, more than thirty classmates gathered around him.

"It's almost the same, some people have already gone." One of the students said, "A few are coming."

"Then let's go!" Ling Lan said lightly, and then the gas from the power ports on both sides of the flywheel spewed out, instantaneously started, and flew towards the canteen in the advanced area of ​​the college.

"Let's go!" Then the classmates shouted, and more than thirty people collectively stepped on the flywheel to fly with Ling Lan over the college.

At this time, a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-olds in red in the large canteen of the college's advanced area either stood or sat, or leaned on, seemingly surrounding a certain area in groups, and more inward. The man was sitting on the chair with carelessness, and there stood a little boy in red who was slightly younger than them, but behind him stood a few boys and girls of his age, both in red and white.

"Why, Qilong, do you want to take this thing down?" A Grade 10 student next to him sneered.

Qi Long grinned and said with a mellow smile: "Senior, no matter how things happened, I have beaten now and scolded, should I stop now?" Qi Long is not afraid, but just going to fight, really hit A few female classmates who got up in Class B will definitely be injured and suffered. He tried to stop it, and originally did not want to see them injured.

"Qi Long, be bold! How dare you speak to the senior with this tone?" The man jumped up with Qi Long's boneless words and scolded loudly.

"Senior, you think too much!" Qi Long's mouth showed a ridiculous smile. At this time, how could he not see that the other party was originally intending to make things big, thinking about giving them these seventh grades in the new senior area!

"Qilong! You ..." Qilong's attitude made the tenth grade angry, is this still a new student in the senior area?I thought that when they first came up, when they were bullied by the tenth-grade seniors, their attitude was extremely respectful and humble, how could it be their turn to come across such a thorn that is unknown and upright?

"Qi Long, don't be too arrogant! Although you are the first person in the seventh grade, but in our eyes, you are nothing ..." The leader said with a gloomy face, "We want to play with you, just like playing A poor little bug ... know me, just kneel down and apologize! "

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

"Kneel!"

Kneeling down one after another, resounding through the canteen of the college, the students of the tenth grade have already succumbed to the enemy, and they have put pressure on the seventh grade headed by Qilong.

All the eighth and ninth graders shrank from the corners and did not dare to speak out. This is a scene that appears every year. It is the tenth grade of the senior school district. The first step into the seventh grade of the advanced school district. They will all receive this kind of treatment ... They had suffered it in the seventh grade, and it was absolutely uncomfortable.But this is the high-level area, who has a big fist, who is the talker!

Here, there is no tutor to intervene in this kind of suppression and disputes. It should be said that when they enter the advanced school district, they belong to students who can already graduate, and all the teachers in the college should teach. Grasp it, so here becomes a small adult world, a world that only talks about strength but not reason.This is why the tenth grade oppresses the seventh grade every year.Because it has become a black heritage, it was insulted at the beginning, and now it has to be recovered from the younger brother.

Therefore, even if the students in the seventh grade were originally middle-level departments, they are the arrogant ones, but in the advanced areas, learn to walk with their tails first!

"Hehehehe ... Kneel down? My boss told me that the man can only stand dead, not kneel to live!" The smile on Qi Long's face disappeared, he could retreat, but he could not lose his self-esteem and pride.

"In this case, I want to see how hard Qilong's bones are!" As the leader of the tenth grade came out, seven or eight people stood out in the cafeteria, ready to fight Qilong in groups. .

Upon seeing this, Qi Long immediately took up a defensive posture and snorted in his mouth: "I also want to know how much energy the seniors have to make Qi Long yield ..."

"Yes, I also want to see Luo Lang!" Luo Lang knew that there was no way to procrastinate. He also stood forward and stood beside Qi Long, raising his fist and preparing to fight with these people.

Han Xuya snapped her fist sharply and shouted: "There are also me, ya, I'm not afraid of these bastards!" She looked down on the men who bullied the woman and the weak, and these tenth-grade seniors committed both crimes. .

Luo Chao faced this big scene surrounded by the audience, his face pale with horror, but he firmly supported the injured female classmate around him, and he stepped forward.She won't forget what the boss Lan said to her, you can be scared but not flinch!

"Really arrogant guy, a seventh-grade leader, will this college be his world in the future?" Tenth-year students began to clamor, the more they saw this kind of guts, the more they wanted to destroy, they did not do , Why can these 7th grades have?

"Teach him!"

"Teach him!"

"Teach him!"

The tenth graders all wanted to give the seventh grade a horse, and the entire cafeteria suddenly fell into a wave of lessons from him.

"Since the seniors of the tenth grade wanted to teach us the seventh grade in this way, all our seventh grade students took it!" A cold voice rang at the gate.

Qi Long turned his head in surprise and saw the familiar figure leading the way, shouting loudly: "Boss, you are here."

A large group of students in red uniforms rushed into the door, and Ling Lan took the lead!

Seeing that there were so many more people in the seventh grade, the face of the tenth grade leader changed slightly: "Don't your seventh grade people want to resist?"

"Rebellion? In my eyes, you are not qualified to let us use this word!" Ling Lan's words made the tenth-grade students in an uproar, yeah, this group of seventh-grade arrogant arrogance, it seems It ’s not enough to teach them well.

"Since you want to fight like this, as you wish, our seventh grade will raise a big weapon to your tenth grade!"

"Great fighting?" The tenth-grader was a little confused, and then suddenly thought of something, yelling in horror: "You are crazy!"

He looked at the number of people around Ling Lan, and he breathed a sigh of relief, "No, you can't successfully raise a big weapon fight, you guys, it's impossible ..."

The big weapon fight must pass 95% of the 100 students in the first-class and middle-class A and B classes.

"Yes, we formally propose a big weapon fight to your tenth grade!" Another voice sounded from behind Ling Lan. It turned out that Wu Jiong also rushed over with a group of students, most of whom were in Class B in white.

The reason why Wu Jiong arrived late was to contact the people in Class B, and the large machine fighting required that the number of Super Class A and B reached 95% to pass, so Wu Jiong communicated with the team of Class B and finally reached a unified

"You are crazy, crazy!" The tenth-grade students looked horrified. They wanted to give the seventh grade a dismounted horse, but they definitely didn't want to start that horrible big fighting. That was to die.