Chapter 137: The Battle That Scared People to the Death

"What's the situation, is it another sports meeting today?"

Some of them didn't know the specific situation and only felt a little confused, especially the guys in the new campus, who were extremely surprised to see the steady stream of people running towards the old district.

Didn't receive a notification from the teacher?

"You're an alien, aren't you?

"Why should I play the forum?" the man looked confused!

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. ”

A group of people trotted towards the third part of the high school.

Looking at the forum that exploded in No. 1 Middle School, a group of people in No. 2 Middle School were in a hurry.

"Damn, the second middle school in the friendship class is stupid to come out soon, tell me what the hell is going on. ”

"That's it, Uncle Cao, are those pictures on the forum of No. 1 Middle School real, damn, I'm dying. ”

They naturally didn't believe that the Great Demon King of Qi Lin had been slapped in the face by Zhang Fan's bastard.

However, what the hell is it that slammed the table with one palm, and what the hell is the marathon.

"ID: X117K, you wait for Lao Tzu, wait for Lao Tzu to find out who you are, Lao Tzu has to beat you to death, Lao Tzu will immediately go to the list of friendship classes, science is, just a few people. Paralyzed, is it fun to send a picture to tease us. ”

The second middle post bar completely exploded.

Looking at the pictures that kept being posted on the side of No. 1 Middle School, they wanted to kill those guys who went to the No. 1 Middle School friendship class.

Anyway, why don't you send a picture for us to see?

Those pictures in the first middle school look like they are completely slapping our second middle school in the face, bastard!

"Damn, don't wait, brothers, I'll go live in No. 1 Middle School, you guys are waiting for my good news. One person posted in a hurry, and then went straight to No. 1 Middle School.

"Lying grass, good man, brother, go quickly, waiting for your good news. ”

"Good news!"

Zhang Fan lazily walked downstairs and went to the basketball court to find Gao Qi and ask for a set of basketball uniforms.

Just kidding, this set of clothes on my mother's body runs a marathon, and the cliff is the rhythm of death.

"Grass, Fanzi, why are you making trouble again?" Gao Qi, who learned the news from Zhang Fan's mouth, almost knelt down for Zhang Fan, your uncle, do you want to toss it so much.

On the first day of school, she was broken up, and then abducted Ye Xuan, the goddess of the whole school.

The next day, the bloody torture of the provincial basket.

It's only the third day, Wori, and this Nima is going to race a marathon with Qi Lin, the big demon king of the second middle school.

What's the matter, did you take medicine during the winter vacation?

A group of people on the basketball team, looking at Zhang Fan's expression, were extremely adoring. One by one, they held the ball in an instant, sat down under the tree and rested.

Their eyes stared fiery at Zhang Fan, who was already warming up.

"Hehehe, dare to compete with Teacher Qi Lin for a marathon, looking for the rhythm of death. ”

A group of students in the second middle school had a mocking look.

Qi Lin also changed into a set of jerseys at this time and was doing stretching exercises on the side.

The muscles of that body are simply bursting Zhang Fan's ten streets.

"Zhang Fan, come on!" shouted a group of girls who came out of class.

Two minutes later, there were more and more people on the playground, especially looking at Zhang Fan and Qi Lin, who were already warming up, a group of people hurriedly competed for a place to sit.

The lawn next to the playground was instantly filled with people.

"Zhang Fan, now you still have a chance to choose, if it really starts later, there will be no choice. Zhou Jie said earnestly.

In his opinion, how could Zhang Fan be Qi Lin's opponent. Qi Lin's good point is that he has completed a marathon, which is like driving, and he who can drive and those who have just learned to drive, so these are two concepts.

Marathon means a combination of physical strength and will, both of which are indispensable.

Especially looking at Zhang Fan's slightly thin body, Zhou Jie was very worried.

He didn't care if he lost, what he was afraid of was that Zhang Fan's body couldn't bear it.

"Lao Xu, call the hospital and call a few people. Zhou Jie said worriedly.

Xu Guozhi nodded, and immediately went to find a phone.

A group of angry teachers ran over, but when they saw that Zhou Jie was also there, their eyes were filled with intense curiosity.

What is this for? Why are the expressions of Zhou Jie and Xu Guozhi so solemn!

But soon, they were also relieved, and the principal and vice principal didn't say anything when they saw so many people absent from class, and they still said anything.

As a result, more and more people came to the old area, more and more.

Seeing that the momentum of No. 1 Middle School was so powerful, a group of people from No. 2 Middle School stopped doing it in an instant.

Several teachers took out their phones and called Zhang Hua.

As soon as Zhang Hua heard the news here, he was immediately angry, lying on the grass, a student, actually let him dare to run a marathon with Qi Lin, damn, is this when there is no one in his second middle school.

Immediately, Zhang Hua roared directly on the radio.

"All the students of No. 2 Middle School, please rush to No. 1 Middle School now, our teacher Qi Lin is going to hold a marathon with people. ”

As soon as the broadcast came out, the people in the second middle school exploded instantly.

"Damn, I would have gone straight if I had known. ”

"What are you doing in a daze, let's go, didn't you see the photos in the forum of No. 1 Middle School, it's full, and we'll have nowhere to go later." ”

Suddenly, the No. 3,000 students of No. 2 Middle School poured out.

On the road, the dense crowd made the pedestrians on the street confused.

Grass, isn't this in class, students of No. 2 Middle School, where are you going?

Three thousand, as soon as they left the school, almost all the sidewalks were blocked, and most of them were still trotting, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Something happened, something happened, the No. 2 middle school exploded, and the students fled for their lives. ”

"Something happened, and the second middle school students got into a group fight. ”

"Something happened, the first middle school students and the second middle school students were fighting, hurry up and call the police. ”

One spread ten, ten spread hundreds, plus the mighty momentum of three thousand people, rumors flew all over the sky in an instant.

When the police station heard the news, they rushed over immediately.

When they looked at the black crowd, they were also stunned.

Lying grass, what the hell is going on.

The police immediately contacted Zhang Hua, and after Ran'er got the news from Zhang Hua, they were about to scold their mother.

Bastard, your uncle, go to No. 1 Middle School to watch people play, just watch people play, what are you doing with such a big battle, do you want to scare people to death.

More than 20 policemen on motorcycles followed the vast number of students in this way, for fear that something would happen.

When the people from the second middle school came to the first middle school, the problem came.

3,000 people pouring into the school at the same time, what kind of concept is this?

Originally, the third high school in the old area was not big, plus the first and second years of high school, the playground was already full, and there were 3,000 people here, didn't it want to squeeze people to death.

Zhou Jie immediately called Zhang Hua.

"Zhang Hua, do you have in your brain, do you want to fight when you bring so many people to our No. 1 Middle School? ”

Zhang Hua sneered on the other end of the phone: "You are allowed to watch, we are not allowed to watch, don't talk nonsense, I'll come over immediately." ”

Zhou Jie gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "*****