Hunting High School

Some people will faint when faced with great pressure, some people will be silent when faced with great pressure, some people will collapse and yell when faced with great pressure, and some people will be in the face of great pressure. When I am under great pressure, I like to ramble about, and reduce my pressure by diverting my attention.

For example, in the current gazebo, Li Meng used the last method to face the club leaders of Alpha Academy.

"Well, you're that guy from Alpha Academy called Lano, right?" The little witch poked her face and stroked the little white cat she was holding in her arms thoughtfully: "I was caught at night, and you still Dare to threaten us... that's what bad guys are like!"

The little white cat flicked its tail and looked helpless. Fortunately, Li Meng didn't faint today, but it seemed that the others were too nervous. Xu Shi noticed this, and Zheng Qing quickly glanced at the little witch, sighed, and said:

"Things in this world are not that simple...Children only distinguish between good and bad, and adults only look at the pros and cons."

"Hey, it's rare that you can see so clearly." Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, his tone a little surprised.

Zheng Qing felt his old face flushed a little.

"Hey, I didn't say that sentence. It was said by Dickens, Lu Shuren, or some other great writer." Although the young public finance student didn't mind others praising himself, he did mind others treating him as someone else, so he immediately clarified Said: "I just made a slight change and then borrowed it."

Although he and Xiao Xiao said witty words in their mouths, their eyes did not relax in the slightest.

At the same time, Zhang Jixin put his hands behind his back and made several gestures. The hunters of the forgiveness hunting team changed their formation silently. Elder and Fatty had horns on the left and right, Zheng Qing was in the middle, behind Xiao Xiao, the blue bird hid in the darkness, and Lin Guo dragged Li Meng and Su Ya and hid in the formation most central.

The remaining two small animals jumped onto Zheng Qing's shoulders at the same time.

The little white cat is on the left, and Poseidon is on the right.

Two tails, one left and one right, hooked around the neck of the young public fee student, unexpectedly giving people a very warm feeling. Even so, Zheng Qing could still feel the faint trembling from Poseidon's big tail.

McKinsey Plano was able to watch the first-year freshmen on the opposite side change their hunting team formation, watched them take out the magic books, took out stacks of talisman papers, and watched the blue bird holding the sword and disappearing into the darkness. Watching Zhang Jixin put on the glove, Zheng Qing raising the talisman gun, watching Xiao Xiao take out the turtle shell, watching Xin Fatty's round face gradually turn blue under the dim wind lamp, and his body slowly swell.

"Faith is a terrible thing. It always gives the weak a wrong feeling... making them feel that they seem to be able to defeat fate. In fact, fate, the son of a bitch, likes to play with people's hearts like this."

Soprano spoke slowly, moaning with emotion.

That's it, Zheng Qing complained secretly in his heart. He found that whether it was Soprano, Victor Don Corleone, or Raymond Redington, etc., these club leaders always like to be in front of others, especially strangers. Talk about something like philosophy.

It seems that this can improve their grades, elevating them from the level of punks who fight and kill to the level of thoughtful and cultured Dage.

But Zheng Qing feels that the main reason why these bigwigs tell stories and talk about philosophy is that they have no other more interesting Life skills other than fighting and killing. Only two plausible reasons can show that they are very cultured.

According to Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory, this belongs to their pursuit of self-actualization needs after satisfying their esteem needs.

Naturally, Soprano was not aware of the slander in Zheng Qing's heart, and he was still talking nonsense slowly.

"...This is not a wise move." Soprano narrowed his eyes, revealing a hint of danger in his eyes: "Or, do you think a crappy freshmen hunting team can hinder me? ?”

"scare!!"

The little white cat squatting on the left shoulder roared ferociously at Soprano.

This low growl interrupted the nonsense of the club bosses, broke the oppressive atmosphere in the room, made the little fox on Zheng Qing's left shoulder prick up his ears, and made Zheng Qing, who had been sullen all the time, burst out laughing.

[The book chasing app recommended to me by an old book friend who has known me for ten years, Yeguo Reading! It’s really easy to use. I rely on reading and listening to books to pass the time while driving and before going to bed. You can download yeguoyuedu here]

"It's not even as good as a cat!" The young public fee student raised the talisman gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger with a snap, the roaring talisman hit Soprano with a light blue trace, What bumped into was also Zheng Qing's roar after suppressing it for a long time: "Do it!"

The light blue talisman crashed into Soprano's arms, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a large vine, and spread out in four directions, like a murderous big mouth, swallowing the fat wizard in one gulp.

"Recipe, Shining!"

Soprano's deep spell resounded in the vines, and an orange spark bloomed. At the same time, like a slippery fish, his short, fat body broke free from the vines and appeared in Yoo The diagonal rear of Sin Hunter.

"Eight o'clock direction! Double 'my horse', let it go!"

Zheng Qing shouted sharply without looking back.

What responded to him was Xiao Xiao and Lin Guo's incantations: "I'm a horse!" "I'm Ma Xuanhuang!"

Two earth-yellow mantras brushed against Zheng Qing's side, blowing up the corners of his robe, and rushed towards where Soprano was standing like a hungry tiger.

Soprano held a dharma book on the left and right, and responded with two spells. One cracked the Xuanhuang Curse and kept a clear line of sight; the other blocked the curse and stabilized his own state:

"There are four directions, every detail is clear!"

"Don't shake, don't move, don't (nǎn) don't move!"

Seeing that both of Soprano's hands were occupied by the scriptures, before Zheng Qing could speak, Zhang Jixin, who had already prepared himself, yelled, "Go!"

Then, with Xin Fatty on the left and right, they waved their fists and rushed towards Soprano.

Everyone in the Forgiveness Hunting Team knew that if only in terms of the number and strength of the spells they mastered, their first-year freshmen would not be able to compare with the senior Soprano.

The only glimmer of hope is to use one's own strengths to attack the other's weaknesses, such as the fists of Zhang Jixin and Xin Fatty, the sword of the blue bird, and the amulet of Zheng Qing. beat it.

It is true that this tactic is not much better than gang fights, but for the current freshmen, it seems to be the only hope of victory.

Soprano is worthy of being a public-funded student of a senior grade, and also worthy of being the founder of the Cheung Kei Hunting Team. Facing the successive attacks of the Forgiveness Hunting Team, he did not panic. escaped from the siege of a wizard.