Urban Sims

A fierce half-year war started.

The students in the second grade launched a wave of challenges to the third grade.

The fighting is extremely tragic.

The picture is extremely bloody.

The roar shook the world.

The second grade students of the middle school, like the never exhausted soldiers, charged towards the apex time and time again, fell down and stood up again and again, and swore their desires again and again.

The third grade is not easy to fight.

Perhaps one of the classes, the second class can be easily slammed, but two or more teams together, the second class is not an opponent.

What's more, in the face of the second-year provocation, the humiliated third-grade classes let go of their contradictions, and have always been to the outside world, preparing to teach the younger generation a deep and unforgettable lesson.

To defeat the third grade, the entire second grade must be integrated.

There is no problem integrating five ordinary classes, but one and three classes are not very interested in defeating the third grade.

In other words, they did not want to work hard, and finally the second class showed their thunder ... even if the second class launched the war in the name of the entire second grade.

hard.

It was extremely difficult at first.

Can be described as "bitter brace".

Even the strongest second squad did not hit heavy losses, and the full battalion wounded soldiers, so they could only switch to defense and barely resist.

The third grade coalition was not so easy to give up. After they found that the lower grades were significantly more abusive than the same grade, they began to be full of interest in the devastated people and enjoyed it.

The five ordinary classes in the second grade were brutally slaughtered.

Zhou Ming's second class barely maintained self-protection.

The situation is very critical.

If the first and third shifts do not provide assistance, the second grade, which has been severely suppressed, is likely to be crushed across the board.

Zhou Ming had to send persuasion staff to do the work of the first and third shifts and invite them to challenge together.

The first and third shifts are ignored.

Zhou Ming had to put down his body and went to the heads of the two classes in person to persuade him personally.

"Isn't your second shift very powerful? What helper do you need?" The third shift leader mocked.

"Sorry, this is your war, it has nothing to do with us." Nan Zhen, the squad leader, said with a blank expression on his hands.

Persuasion is invalid.

Helpless Zhou Ming had to adjust his tactics and adopted a "pull point strategy."

The so-called "pull point strategy" is to gather about 30 elites in the hand to form a core fist strength, and then rely on this strength, starting from the weakest three classes and eight classes, until the third class, one Break down one by one and teach the eight classes of the third grade one by one.

The difficulty of this tactic is how to seize the opportunity to form a one-to-one situation and defeat the opponent before the support of the opponent arrives.

And how to get out quickly after winning?

This requires a strong role, responsible for the work after the break.

This work can only be undertaken by Zhou Ming.

So under the "pick-up strategy", within one month, from eight classes in three years to one class in three years, all eight classes were beaten up by Zhou Ming's second class, suppressing the arrogance of the third class.

But the third grade is not vegetarian, and in rage, the eight classes are completely united, ready to defeat the second class!

They gathered more than 400 people and surrounded more than 40 people in the second class on the back playground.

A 10 to 1 comparison.

The second shift could not escape.

Zhou Ming also encountered the most critical situation. Although his individual strength is very strong, he can break through one hundred, but what if two or three hundred people deal with him?

Moreover, in the previous eight battles, he consumed enormously, exhausting aura and mental power many times, and this time only recovered a small half.

Of course, with his skill, he can kill the encirclement and choose to escape.

But the brothers are here ...

"Ma eggs, I'm afraid I'm really going to fall this time."

A boxing flew an opponent, but Zhou Ming was heavily hit twice at the same time, his body staggered, and his throat was sweet.

There are fewer and fewer teammates around.

Chen En fell down.

Takeichiro fell.

After climbing several times, Lu Qingchen was also crushed to the ground by a group of people.

Only Zhou Ming was left standing.

Nearly 200 people surrounded him.

"Zhou Yuan, aren't you very powerful? This time we are going to brutally abuse you!"

"This kid is too hateful, at least he can't get out of bed for half a year!"

"Hahahaha! This monster is finally going to be brought down by us!"

The ecstasy and noise of several students in the third grade exchanged Zhou Ming's fists and feet, each flying one.

"Fuck, **** him!"

"Fight to death!"

"I can't believe you and can't suppress you!"

Nearly two hundred people, like high-density zombies, wrapped Zhou Ming in the bag.

Compressing his fighting space, binding his fists and feet, and finally like a Tianluo giant net, want to control his monster, and then torture and insult.

At this last moment.

There was a shout of killing all around.

The reinforcements from the five regular classes rushed over.

The first and third shifts of reinforcements also rushed over.

After the trembling and murky fighting sounds were over.

Beside Zhou Ming, stood a squad leader Nan Zhen, and He Sifang who vowed to defeat himself.

At the moment, both of them were covered with bruises, bleeding in the corners of their mouths, swollen skin, and dirty clothes, like beggars.

Zhou Ming, who was so embarrassed that the image was not so good, laughed: "Did you not say you can't help? Why did you come in the end? Was it not because of my spirit of worship?"

Nan Zhen glanced dismissively at the corner of his mouth: "Don't joke! I just don't want to see a character who was beaten into **** by the group of third graders."

He Sifang also smiled coldly: "I am a passionate idiot, the third-grade gang is too arrogant, I just want to teach them, it has nothing to do with you."

"Hahahahaha!"

Zhou Ming smiled with a long face, and his expression was very beating: "I know ~ www.readwn.com ~ You will definitely come at the critical moment. If you are a person, you will not stand by!"

It was proved afterwards that Zhou Ming's words did have a lot of self-assured elements. The first and third shots were not inspired by his spirit and obedience to his heroic deeds.

It was the people in their respective classes. Several of them were bullied by the third grade and beaten for no reason. Injured accidentally, the pot had to be backed by the second shift), because of discomfort, so shot.

But in any case, after the end of this war, after the first and third classes of living forces joined, the third grade, who was hit hard, was completely in a disadvantage.

The next three battles ended in a fiasco.

After entering the next semester, taking into account the factors of further education and the need to feel at ease to practice, the third grade offered a truce and recognized the hegemony of the second and second classes.

In this way, the goal of two-year second-class Ba Luan Luan Middle School was successfully achieved!

The warm blood of the second two students got the most expected response.