Thriller Paradise Chapter 918: Demon Falling Rangers (2)

On a sunny morning, two teenagers appeared on the streets of the community.

One of them was wearing a blue short-sleeved T-shirt with a small wave of brown hair perming; the other was wearing a black and blue sportswear, combing her brown hair diagonally.

They, e.j and Derek, are all twelve years old this year, and they are commonly known as campus bullies.

The hobby of these two teenagers is to find fault with other classmates. Whether you are short, ugly, weird, obese, or...just a grade or two below them, you can all be reasons for them to bully you.

Of course, their behavior is not to the point where people and gods are angry. It's nothing more than some mischievous bullying... such as tripping you, throwing your snacks on the ground, talking garbage, or throwing you off. Hats and so on.

On this day, e.j and Derek wandered aimlessly in the community together early in the morning.

Like most American kids living in the 1980s, in that era when the Internet was far from widespread, "going out and playing with friends" was their most popular form of entertainment.

"Hey, look, isn't the one walking across the street Horris?"

"Yes, that fat guy is eating Snickers again."

"How about we go up and fix him?"

"Just to my liking."

The two hit it off, and quickly stepped forward and stopped in front of Horis.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to listen to our show." Ej stood in front of Horris, raised his right hand, pretended that he was holding a microphone, and said in the tone of the radio host, "Tonight's The question is what makes the fat boy so obese." He looked at Horis and continued maliciously. "Fat boy, what do you think?"

"Go away, e.j..." Horris replied angrily.

"Um...'Go away. e.j'..." e.j pretended to be thoughtful and repeated what the other party had said. Then he said, "...No, this is not a good answer, it doesn't make sense..." Then, he passed the "microphone" he had imagined to Derek again, and said, "Let us Give the microphone to the street reporter Derek and listen to his thoughts."

"Hello everyone. This is Drake." Drake also took the "microphone" very cooperatively, and said to Horris with a mocking expression, "I am now in a place that is blocked by the presence of fat boys. On the street." His sarcasm was not clever, but rather mean, "Hey! Fat boy." He suddenly raised his voice and said to Horris, "Can you stop eating?"

When he said this, e.j had reached out and knocked the snickers in Horis' hands to the ground, and smashed them with the soles of his shoes.

"Listen, I have some problems with my glandular secretion, ok?" Although Horris looked simple and timid. But he did not succumb to these two bad boys, but sneered at each other, "At least I am not like some people... my brain is not good."

"What did you say? Stupid?" e.j heard this. Suddenly raised his voice, pushed Horix, and repeated, "You say it again!"

"I am not an idiot, my name is Horis!" Horris replied straightforwardly.

"Heh...**...butt..." Derek immediately sneered and forcibly pronounced the other person's name crooked (here he deliberately separated the word color and pronounced it).

e.j grabbed the comic book that Horis was holding in his other hand, tore it in two, and threw it on the ground.

"Oh~ oh shit, I accidentally tore it." After e.j finished this, he pretended to cover his face with one hand. "Perhaps this is because my brain is not working well."

Horrice looked down at the Snickers and comic books on the ground, and muttered aggrievedly.

Although he said lightly. But he was still heard by the other party.

"What did you say? Stupid!" e.j's lines are exactly the same as before, usually. The brains of this kind of campus bullies are really not very good, so the vocabulary is also very limited, "You have a kind of say it again!"

Horrice is indeed quite kind. This simple fat man mustered up the courage and repeated the words he had just muttered in the voice that the other party could hear: "I said you two are really bastards."

Before the voice was over, e.j pushed Horris a hand, rushed forward, and squashed him to the ground.

Next, he rode on Horris' stomach, pressed the little fat man with his height and size advantages, and then hit his face with a set of eight punches that were swung left and right.

Horrice's reaction is the same as that of all children who are not good at fighting. After falling into a disadvantage, he covered the area where the opponent was hit with his hands and instinctively closed his eyes.

Actually, e.j's fighting style is not clever, and he didn't use a lot of strength when he punched. This kind of fist won't break the skin or leave a bruise even if it is not blocked. After all, this is just a fight between children. In their minds, there is no intention to hurt people, but they want to slap each other a few times and ask the other person to beg for mercy.

"Let go of that kid!"

Of course, at this moment, a sharp shout came, interrupting the bullying.

The "li" of this "li"... mainly lies in the tone, but the speaker's voice does not sound deterrent at all, it can even be said to be cute...

"Huh?" E.j, who was riding on Horus, and Derek, who was standing next to him, raised their heads together and looked at a young figure five or six meters away.

This is a little boy in a full set of mini assassin costumes. The attire on his body is very delicate. The edges of the hood and the details of the clothes have embroidered gold trim. The arm sheaths on the wrists, torso and waist are used for clothing Leather cases, throwing knife belts, belts, etc. are all available for various props. Even though these kids in the 1980s have never seen or heard the term "Assassin's Creed", the coolness of the outfit itself is enough to make people feel unclear.

"Why? Do you want to be nosy? Robin Hood." Derek stared at Wang sighed for a few seconds, then replied in a provocative tone, and sarcastically took a sigh of shape by the way.

Because he is three years younger than the other party in age, Xiao Tan's body shape is quite different from e.j and Derek, so the latter is also completely worthy of seeing him.

"Why don't you try to find someone the same or bigger than yourself?" Xiao Tan asked a stupid question.

As we all know, bullying the weak and fearing the tough and bullying others are the iron rules of bad youth circles. On the premise that the number or physique is not dominant. They usually do not take the initiative to attack.

"Hey, do you want to be a hero, don't you? Kid." E.j stood up from Horis, and approached Xiao Tan with Derek. "I advise you to save it, I don't want to see you crying for a while and go home to find your mother to file a complaint."

"To each other..." Xiao sighed not back. Anxiously (although only one meter three), put on an attitude of being accompanied at any time.

After all, he is also an adult. Even if he doesn't rely on the skills and items in the game, but only with the mind and experience of an adult, he can beat the two children under the premise of unfavorable body shape.

"Look at me beating you!" Derek and e.j pounced together, and then used the basic routine of children's fights.

This kind of battle mode is also a habit that they develop all the year round against children who are worse than themselves. Those children usually find no way to get rid of after being suppressed by their weight, so they will be unilaterally shackled.

But... Xiao Tan wouldn't give him this opportunity.

Facing the two teenagers who were nearly a head taller than himself and were jumping side by side, he decisively supported the ground with one hand and made a three-way side pedal. In the blink of an eye, the soles of his two little feet hit the knees of the two with precision.

The next second, e.j and Derek both screamed, holding their left and right knees respectively, and fell to the ground, then rolled on the ground with painful expressions.

"Ah... after all, they are all children, this level is solved." Xiao Tan said in her heart as she restructured her posture. "But these two guys are too exaggerated...I almost didn't use much force..."

As he thought about it, the two men really stood up from the ground, but immediately after they got up they chose to limp and ran in the opposite direction...

"Damn it! You will remember it!"

"Haha...haha...wait for me..."

After the two escaped tens of meters in embarrassment. Xiao Tan walked to Horris and asked, "It's okay, boy...er... buddy." He almost blurted out the name "child".

"It's okay, thank you." Horris patted the dust on his body and asked excitedly, "I said...you are so amazing, you can make that kind of action, what is it? Is it Chinese Kung Fu?"

"Well...it's true." Xiao sighed and replied casually.

Unexpectedly, Horris became more excited: "Oh! That's so cool." He paused for half a second before continuing. "That... my name is Horis, what is your name?"

"Sigh in vain." Xiao Tan directly said his nickname for the game. According to his experience, the system usually handles cultural differences in symmetric calls.

"Oh. ang, it's nice to meet you." Sure enough, Horrice's reaction seemed unconventional.

"Me too, Horris." Xiao sighed in response. At this point in the dialogue, Xiao Tan actually wanted to find a time to leave. Although the chivalrous spirit is very important, he still has a mission.

"Ah! That's right!" Suddenly, Horris seemed to have thought of something. He widened his eyes and said, "Ang, are you interested in joining our club?"

"The club?" Xiao Tan was puzzled for half a second, and asked, "What club?"

Horrice did not answer his question immediately, but went on to ask: "Do you have time now? I will take you to meet a few people."

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At the same time, in the same neighborhood, on another street.

"Why~ isn't this brother Seven Kills?" Feng Bujue, who was riding on a small bicycle, propped on one foot, while looking at the person blocking the road in front of him, he quickly ate the toast in his mouth.

Brother Jue and Seven Kills can recognize each other, certainly not because they have known each other since they were young, and they mainly rely on clothing to determine who each other is. After the clothes are in the correct size, look at the face again, and naturally you will find some similarities with the adult version.

"Yes, it's me." Seven Killers replied with a smile on his face.

"Are you... coming out to walk the dog?" Feng Bujue glanced at the big dog the other party was holding, and asked with a smile.

"Then you... are you coming out to train?" Qisha also glanced at the mount under his crotch, and replied.

"Hehe... you wait, I will lock the car first." Feng Bujue replied with a smile.

"Hehe...you wait too, I will tie up the dog first." The Seven Kills replied without a smile.

The two settled their affairs by a big tree and a fence on the side of the road, and then returned to the pedestrian path on the side of the street.

"Unexpectedly, I would be able to fight you so soon." After standing still, the seven kills took the lead.

"Yes~ life is so full of surprises." Feng Bujue replied.

"Perhaps... the heads-up match before us will directly determine the outcome of the entire game." Seven Kills said again.

"That's not necessarily..." Feng Bujue said, "Our teammates are not weak... are they?"

"Huh...this is true." Seven Killers smiled, already assuming a fighting posture.

Feng Bujue also faced the enemy sideways and was ready to respond.

The two were silent... confronted each other for nearly a minute. During this period, a postman, two morning runners, a patrolling police car, nine passers-by, and three other bear children accompanied by their parents passed by them or across the street.

Basically...no one has kept their eyes on them for more than five seconds.

"Yeah"

"Ah"

Suddenly, the two uttered a long howl in unison with their childlike voices, and then they moved with the sound and rushed out.

Papa Papa...

Immediately after ~IndoMTL.com~ they used the child's physique to perform a variety of gorgeous fighting moves, and launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle on the street.

Although Brother Jue and Seven Kills didn't mean to release water, their strength and speed... have all been reduced to a very, very low level. So that the scene of this fight is extremely...cute.

There is no force-to-force collision, no energy to pierce the air, and no dizzying speed. Some are just two pupils with a healthy body, you come and I play tricks on the street.

After fighting for more than ten seconds, Feng Bujue realized a problem, and he directly said the matter during the fight: "I'm going...this is not right! The physical fitness of both parties has declined. After that, you, a guy who can use fighting skills, have a great advantage!"

"You can't blame me for this." Qisha replied, "Everyone's body has shrunk, which is fair. You don't know how to fight, it's your own problem."

"Cut..." Feng Bujue let out an unpleasant cry, "Then let's determine the victory and defeat by skill!" After speaking, he started... (to be continued)

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