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Text Chapter 918 The Demon-Subduing Rangers (2)

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

    One of them was wearing a blue short-sleeved T-shirt, and his brown hair was permed into a small wave; the other was wearing a black and blue sportswear, and his brown hair was combed diagonally.

    They are E.J and Derek respectively. They are both twelve years old this year. They are what we commonly call school bullies.

    The hobby of these two teenagers is to find fault with other classmates.  Whether you are short, ugly, weird, obese, or simply one or two grades below them, this can be a reason for them to bully you.

    Of course, their behavior is not outrageous to both humans and gods. It is nothing more than prank-like bullying such as tripping you, throwing your snacks on the ground, talking trash, or flipping off your hat, etc.  wait.

    On this day, E.J and Derek were walking aimlessly in the community together early in the morning.

    Like most American children living in the 1980s, in an era when the Internet was far from popular, "going out to play with friends" was their most commonly chosen form of entertainment.

    "Hey, look, isn't that Horace the guy walking across the street?"

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

    "How about we go up and tidy him up?"

    "Just what I wanted."

    The two hit it off immediately, and immediately stepped forward and stopped in front of Horace.

    "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our show." e.j stood in front of Horace, raised his right hand, pretended to be holding a microphone, and said in a radio host tone, "Tonight's question is  What makes Fatty so fat?" He looked at Horace and continued maliciously.  "Fat boy, what do you think?"

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

    "Well'Go away. e.j'" e.j pretended to be thoughtful and repeated the other person's words.  Then he said, "No, this is not a good answer. It doesn't make sense at all" After that, he handed the "microphone" in his imagination to Derek and said, "Let us  Hand the microphone to Street Journalist Derek and hear what he has to say.¡±

    "Hello everyone. I'm Derek." Derek took the "microphone" very cooperatively and said to Horace with a mocking look on his face, "I am currently on a street blocked by the presence of Fatty.  ." His sarcasm was not clever, but quite mean. "Hey! Fatty." He suddenly raised his voice and said to Horace, "Can you stop eating?"

    When he said this, E.J had already reached out and knocked the Snickers bar in Horace's hand to the ground, and crushed it hard several times with the sole of his shoe.

    "Listen, I have some problems with glandular secretion, okay?" Although Horace looked honest and timid.  But he did not give in to the two delinquents, but retorted, "At least I'm not like some people who are not smart."

    "What did you say? Idiot?" e.j heard this.  He immediately raised his voice, pushed Horace, and repeated, "Say it again!"

    ¡°My name is not Idiot, my name is Horace!¡± Horace replied straightforwardly.

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

    E.J grabbed the comic book held in Horace's other hand, tore it into two and threw it to the ground.

    "Oh~ no, I accidentally tore it." After e.j did this, he pretended to cover his face with one hand.  "Maybe this is because my brain is not working well."

    Horace looked down at the Snickers bars and comic books on the ground, and muttered something aggrievedly.

    Although he said it very softly.  But he was still heard by the other party.

    "What did you say? Idiot!" e.j's lines were exactly the same as before, generally speaking.  This kind of school bully really doesn't have a good brain, so his vocabulary is also very limited. "Say it again if you have the guts!"

    Horace is indeed quite smart. The honest fat man mustered up the courage and repeated the words he just muttered at a volume that the other party could clearly hear: "I said you two are really bastards."

    Before he finished speaking, E.J pushed Horace, rushed forward, and knocked him to the ground.

    Then, he sat on Horace¡¯s belly, suppressing the little fat man with his height and size advantages, and then gave him a set of bastard punches that swung left and right on his face.

    And Horace¡¯s reaction was the same as that of all children who are not good at fighting. After falling into a disadvantage, he used his hands to protect the opponent¡¯s blow.He sat down and instinctively closed his eyes.

    In fact, e.j¡¯s fighting style is not very clever, and he does not use particularly strong force when punching. This kind of punch will not break the skin or leave bruises even if it is not blocked.  In the final analysis, this is just a fight between children. In their minds, there is no intention to hurt others. They just want to slap the other person a few times to make the other person beg for mercy.

    "Let go of that kid!"

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

    The "severeness" of this "severe" mainly depends on the tone, but the speaker's voice does not sound intimidating at all. It can even be said to be cute

    "Huh?" E.J, who was riding on Horace, and Derek, who was standing nearby and cheering, raised their heads following the sound and looked at a young figure five or six meters away.

    This is a little boy wearing a full mini assassin outfit. His outfit is very exquisite. There are gold embroidered trims on the edge of the hood and the details of the clothes. The arm sheaths on his wrists, torso and waist are used to hold various props.  Leather cases, throwing knife belts, belts, etc. are all available.  Even though these children of the 1980s have never seen or heard the term "Assassin's Creed", the coolness of this outfit itself is enough to make people unaware.

    "What? Do you want to meddle in other people's business? Robin Hood." Derek stared at Wang Tanzhi for a few seconds, then replied in a provocative tone, and took a dig at Xiao Tan's appearance.

    Because he is three years younger than the other person, there is an obvious difference in body shape between Xiaotan and E.J. and Derek, so the latter is completely satisfied when he meets him.

    "Why don't you go find someone who is the same size or bigger than yourself to compete?" Xiao Tan asked a stupid question.

    As we all know, bullying others and bullying others are the ironclad rules in the world of delinquents.  Provided there is no numerical or physical advantage.  They usually don't take the initiative.

    "Hey, you want to be a hero, don't you? Boy." E.J stood up from Horace, and approached Xiaotan with Derek.  "I advise you to save it. I don't want to see you crying and going home to complain to your mother."

    "Both each other" Xiaotan didn't take a step back.  Standing tall and tall (even though he is only 1.3 meters tall), he showed an attitude of being there for you at any time.

    After all, he is still an adult. Even if he does not rely on the skills and items in the game, he can beat those two children without relying on the physical character and experience of an adult.

    "Watch me beat you up!" Derek and E.J pounced on him together, and used the basic routine of a child's fight to push him down before talking.

    This fighting mode is also a habit they have developed from fighting against children who are physically worse than themselves all year round.  Those children usually cannot find a way out after being suppressed by someone's weight, so they will be unilaterally beaten.

    But Xiao Tan will not give the other party such a chance.

    Facing the two teenagers who were nearly a head taller than him and rushing towards them side by side, he decisively put one hand on the ground and performed a three-way sideways kick.  In the blink of an eye, the soles of his two little feet accurately stepped on the knees of the two men.

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

    "Ah After all, they are all children, so it can be solved at this level." Xiao Tan thought in his mind as he reorganized his posture.  "But these two guys are too exaggeratedI barely used any force"

    Just as he was thinking, the two people had indeed stood up from the ground, but after they got up, they immediately chose to limp and run in the opposite direction

    "Damn it! Remember it!"

    "Haahhaahwait for me"

    After the two men fled dozens of meters in embarrassment.  Xiao Tan walked up to Horace and asked, "Are you okay, kid uh buddy." He almost blurted out the title "kid".

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

    "Well that's right." Xiao Tan smiled and replied casually.

    Unexpectedly, Horace became more and more excited: "Oh! That's so cool." He paused for half a second and then continued.  "Ummy name is Horace, what's your name?"

    "It's in vain." Xiao Tan directly said his game nickname.  In his experience, systems often handle cultural differences in salutations.

    "Oh. Ang, nice to meet you."?¡± Sure enough, Horace¡¯s reaction seemed to have no sense of violation.

    "Me too, Horace." Xiao Tan responded.  At this point in the conversation, Xiao Tan actually wanted to find a time to leave. Although it was important to act chivalrously, he still had a mission to do.

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

    "Club?" Xiao Tan was confused for half a second and asked, "What club?"

    Horace did not answer his question immediately, but continued 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 community, on another street.

    "Hey~ isn't this Brother Qisha?" Feng Bujue, who was riding a small bicycle, put one foot on the ground and quickly ate the toast in his mouth while looking at the person blocking the way.

    The reason why Brother Jue and Qisha can recognize each other is definitely not because they have known each other since childhood. They mainly rely on their clothes to identify who the other is.  After the clothes are matched, and you look at the face, you will naturally find some similarities with the adult version.

    "That's right, it's me." Qisha replied with a smile on his face.

    "Are you out to walk your dog?" Feng Bujue glanced at the big dog being held by the other party and asked with a smile.

    "Then you are coming out to practice driving?" Qisha also glanced at the mount under Brother Jue's crotch and replied.

    "Haha just wait, I'll lock the car first." Feng Bujue replied with a smile.

    "Hahayou wait, I'll tie up the dog first." Qisha replied with a smile.

    The two of them finished their business by a big tree and a fence on the side of the road respectively, and then returned to the pedestrian path on the street.

    "I didn't expect that I would be able to fight you so soon." After standing still, Qisha was the first to speak.

    "Yes~ Life is full of surprises." Feng Bujue replied.

    "Perhaps the one-on-one duel before us will directly determine the outcome of the entire game." Qisha added.

    "That's not necessarily true" Feng Bujue said, "Our teammates are not weak either aren't they?"

    "Hmphthat's true." Qisha smiled, already in a fighting stance.

    Feng Bujue also turned sideways to face the enemy, ready for any contingency.

    The two faced off in silence for nearly a minute.  During this period, a postman, two morning joggers, a police patrol car, nine passers-by, and three other naughty children accompanied by their parents passed by them or across the street.

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

    "ah"

    "ah"

    Suddenly, the two of them let out a long roar in their own childish voices, and then followed the sound and rushed out.

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    Immediately afterwards, they used the physiques of children to perform various gorgeous fighting moves, and launched a fierce offensive and defensive battle on the street.

    Although Brother Jue and Qisha have no intention of letting go, their strength and speed have all been reduced to a very, very low level.  So much so that the fight scene was extremelycute.

    There is no collision of force against force, no air-piercing energy, and no dizzying speed.  Some of them were just two strong-looking primary school students, fighting each other on the street.

    After only ten seconds of fighting, Feng Bujue realized a problem, and he said it directly during the fight: "I'll gothis is wrong! After both sides' physical fitness has declined, you  A guy like this who can use fighting skills has a huge advantage!"

    "You can't blame me for this." Qisha responded, "Everyone's body has shrunk, which is fair. It's your own problem that you don't know fighting skills."

    "Tch" Feng Bujue spat unhappily, "Then let's decide the outcome based on our skills!" After saying that, he launched (To be continued)
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