Naruto, welcome to the blackened chat group

Sure enough.

After Nobita trembled and sent the baseball down.

He was beaten again.

His eyes were blue, his knees were red and swollen, and he was in severe pain.

"Doraemon, Fat Tiger, he bullied me!".

Nobita ran back to the house.

Dragging his face full of snot and tears, he yelled aggrievedly.

That's what he is.

When facing the strong, he is cowardly and incompetent, and he doesn't even dare to let out a fart.

But in front of people who care about themselves, they can vent unscrupulously.

"An-la-a-la, I'll give you a prop, you can teach him a lesson. "

Doraemon looked at Nobita and said angrily.

He had only been at Nobita's house for two days.

I borrowed the props four times.

Every time he borrowed props, Nobita used them to be bullied by others and criticized by his parents.

This trivial matter.

"No wonder Shi Xiu felt that if he left his grandfather alone, they might all disappear. "

"How can a girl like Shizuka like Nobita like her. "

Doraemon muttered quietly and sighed softly.

Then, he pulled out an item from his four-dimensional pocket.

"Bell, air cannon!".

A small and portable prop that looks like an inflatable cylinder appeared in front of Nobita's eyes.

"Cut, it looks so average, can this beat the fat tiger?".

Nobita pursed his lips with some disdain.

"Hmph, don't underestimate the air cannon, just shout 'bang', it can be fired instantly, and if it is fully powerful, it is enough to knock down an elephant!"

"So powerful?".

Nobita's eyes lit up suddenly.

Ignoring Doraemon's opinion, he immediately snatched the air cannon and put it on his right hand.

"Eh, don't worry, the air cannon is difficult to aim, you have to practice..."

Doraemon just wanted to speak.

I saw Nobita raise his right hand, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a confident arc, and said softly.

"Bang!".

Boom.

The air twisted.

The next second, the mosquitoes that had been buzzing around the room since a few minutes ago.

With a click, it fell to the ground.

"You... You're actually..."

Doraemon's eyes widened, his eyes full of disbelief.

Nobita, who was bullied so much that he didn't dare to fight back, is a super wretched Nobita.

The first time I used an air cannon, I shot down a mosquito?

"Hehe, when I was in the arcade, I was the best at shooting games. "

Nobita touched the back of his head and smiled smugly.

Doraemon was speechless in shock.

Nobita is such a genius with extraordinary talent in shooting.

Maybe, it's really possible to marry Shizuka.

"Thank you, Doraemon, I'm going to take revenge on the fat tiger, and I'm back to treat you to a dorayaki!"

Nobita waved his hand, put on the air cannon, and couldn't wait to find trouble with the fat tiger.

"Eh, wait, the charge of the air cannon can only be maintained..."

Doraemon hasn't had time to say it yet.

Nobita's figure gradually faded away.

Hey, this daredevil, when will he grow up?

Doraemon shook his head helplessly and amusefully.

But in the bottom of my heart.

It had a hint of expectation for this child who originally thought it was useless.

......

Half an hour later.

Fat Tiger and Xiaofu had blue noses and swollen faces, but they trampled Nobita under their feet and said disdainfully.

"Wasn't it very good just now? Didn't we fight very well? Why don't you continue?".

"You... I...... Dora..."

Nobita slurred his words and looked at the air cannon at hand with a desperate expression.

Thirty minutes before getting the air cannon.

He hit every shot, and the fat tiger boy who hit him was embarrassed.

But what I didn't expect was.

The air cannon that Doraemon pulled out was an old gun that was running out of energy.

Thirty or forty rounds of bullets are fired at most, and the energy inside is exhausted.

And so.

After half an hour of hearty fighting, Nobita tragedy.

"Phew! I think I can turn over by breaking the gun, let me tell you, Uncle Ben Fat Tiger will always be better than you. "

Takeshi Gangda laughed wildly, and walked away with a sinister face.

Nobita, who was lying on the ground, silently picked up the glasses on the ground.

Humiliation, unwillingness, anger, all impulses, all came to my heart at once.

Nobita wanted to raise his fist and fight that nasty guy.

But just when this emotion filled his mind.

A stronger emotion made him calm down instantly.

I can't beat it.

What are you doing with that guy who messes with Fat Tiger, he's already stronger than me.

Let's go back.

When I got home, I scolded Doraemon, maybe I wanted a better prop.

Or....

"Why don't you just steal the props?!".

Nobita's eyes flashed with a greedy glint.

Naep-loving Sharpshooter: @黑化群主, group leader, last time you said that Doraemon would dry his four-dimensional pockets, was there any omen or something?

The fish is hooked!

Seeing the message sent by Nobita in the group, the corners of Luo Ye's mouth hooked up with a smile.

Blackened Group Leader: The four-dimensional pocket is afraid of water, you can pretend to miss it, pour a little water into it, and you can make Doraemon wash the pocket again.

Blackened Group Leader: The opportunity is only for the time when it is drying, and with Doraemon's character, important props should be near the pocket, remember to pack a few more.