"Hurry up, hurry up. You will be the father and I will be the mother..." Sitting by the window doing homework,
I will hear the noise of a group of children from time to time. When I looked outside, I found that these guys were all pure men.
There is a teahouse downstairs in the community, and business is particularly booming. Gambling gods from all over the world also heard about it. Because of this, the darlings of these gambling aunts also sparked sparks with each other and established an organization.
At first, they were just noisy. Then, they became more and more aggressive and even destroyed the greening of the community at will.
They broke off the newly sprouted twigs and named these newborns what they called "Dragon Slaying Sword" and "Shangfang Sword". I remember all this vividly. Seeing the grass that had just emerged being trampled, and the young branches that had just left the big tree and were ready to grow strong being broken, I couldn't help being a little sad and angry. Later, it reached the state of "a bald man holding an umbrella, lawless"
. In the community, with everyone watching, he took off his pants and peed.
How detrimental this is to the image of the community! At first, I thought people have three urgent needs, and it doesn’t matter if they happen once or twice.
However, I later found out that these gentlemen were competing to see who could go the farthest! The more I think about it, the more embarrassed I become.
Not only do I feel ashamed for them, but I feel ashamed for being a boy to have such a similar person.
What have they been through, and how have their families disciplined them? I gave them advice, many times. But it can be seen from the current situation that it seems to be working for the tiger.
I have to do something. Finally, I couldn't bear it anymore. I dug out the arms hidden at home and prepared to fight for justice. I assembled my own gun, carefully put the muzzle out of the window, aimed at the group of beasts downstairs, and fired several shots. But the hit rate is very low. They also noticed me and hurriedly put on their pants. I thought they would leave for this, knowing
There are experts here. Unexpectedly, they were stunned and picked up the stones to fight back. I was even more unhappy
. He put on his black jacket and walked out of the house, ready to fight with them. I
thought they would run away when they saw me who was half taller than them. But the result was beyond my expectation. They still stood stubbornly, holding their "treasure swords" tightly. Today's kids are so bold, I wouldn't dare to take it for granted... "What do you want to do, don't, don't come here."
I did not listen to their advice and still strode closer to them, trying to force them away. "You...
" Before I could finish speaking, a stick hit me. Now I got angry, grabbed the stick, and slapped the bastard in the face twice. The guy took two steps back and sat on the ground, with runny nose and tears rolling down his face. When the other bastards saw it, some cried in agreement, and some ran away, as if they were going to find an adult to redress their grievances. I saw something was wrong and knew I had to run away. Sure enough, not long after the incident, a fierce old woman came. It's a pity that I'm gone!
I feel extremely happy after teaching these bastards a lesson. At the same time, I also faintly
heard people in the community thanking me and saying: "You have eliminated harm for the people, hero, thank you