"Chen Ang, how dare you hit me? Do you believe that I will ask my father to get someone to beat you up?”
"Tsk, go if you have the ability. If you can hurt a single hair on my head, I'll consider it my loss.”
In the elementary school between classes, an unusually cute little boy was protecting a cute little loli behind him. He pursed his lips at the chubby boy who had been beaten down by him.
"Wait for me. I'll get my dad to call someone over now.”
"Hmph, just call as many people as you want. Don't just call two or three people to act as a facade. I can't afford to lose so much face.”
"You." Without a word, the little fatty took out a small phone from his pocket and complained to his father.
The little boy pricked up his ears and heard bits and pieces of the phone call about a hundred people, an hour, and weapons. The boy snorted and turned around unsteadily. He made a few hand gestures at the school wall behind him.
After hanging up the phone, the chubby boy glared at the little boy 'ferociously'. When he heard the bell ring, he ran into the classroom.
In just one lesson, a flurry of footsteps rushed into the classroom. A group of men and women in different clothes and hairstyles were crowding at the door of the classroom, aggressively pushing away the teacher on the stage. He slammed the table and shouted.
"Who is Chen Ang? How dare you offend my young master?”
The little boy stood up unsteadily and rolled his eyes at the chubby boy who was smiling triumphantly."Is that all you have?"
"If you apologize to me now, I can still accept you as my underling.”The fat boy tilted his head up, as if he was the boss.
"Don't, if I take you in as my little brother, my ancestors '18 generations of face will be completely lost. Grandpa." The little boy tilted his head and shouted.
The air was silent for a moment. Just as the fat boy and the group of punks were about to cry from laughing, thinking that the little boy had been so scared that he had called out to his grandfather.
"Boom!"
Amidst the violent crash and collapse, a group of green tanks crashed down all the walls of the school and surrounded the primary school.
Before these hooligans could retract their eyeballs, a group of fully armed special forces soldiers broke through the window from the roof with ropes.
"Don't move. Raise your hands."
When countless black gun barrels were aimed at the group of punk gangsters on the stage. Looking at the group of soldiers in front of him who were filled with killing intent and seemed to have the smell of gunpowder, a foul smell came from the front of the classroom.
The little boy looked at the punk on the stage and the fat boy beside him with extreme disgust. She stood up gracefully and held the hand of the cute little loli from the side of the classroom. Surrounded by the soldiers, he left the classroom.
In the corner of the teachers 'room, a teacher's sister looked at the little boy who had left with a broken face. No one knew what he was thinking.
The little boy was escorted by the soldiers to the rooftop of the teaching building. A black shadow slowly descended from the sky. It was a military helicopter. Before it landed, a familiar white-bearded old man opened the hatch. He waved at the little boy on the roof and shouted,""Good grandson, grandpa is here. How was your performance today?"
The little boy pursed his lips and pulled the little loli who was at a loss beside him. He said in a childish voice,"It's so slow. You don't even know that I'm being laughed at by those hooligans. Speaking of which, old man, is it really okay for you to get so many tanks?”
"It's fine. The surroundings have been sealed off. When we go back, we'll release a news report saying that our army is conducting a combat exercise and that we've also attacked a group of evil forces. Go and capture all those hooligans and send them to the army. If they can, train them well. If they can't, send them to the border to guard, so that they won't be thrown into prison and waste food.”
"Yes." The old man's personal guard saluted and ran away.
"Who is this little doll?" The old man smiled as he looked at the little loli who had been holding the little boy's hand and had not let go from beginning to end.
"Here, this is the eighteenth granddaughter-in-law I found for you.”
"Hahahaha, okay. Today, I'll bring someone to ask for this child's parents 'hand in marriage.”
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My name is Chen Ang. I am the only child of both my parents. Perhaps I am too cute. After causing such a huge commotion in school, I don't want to go to school anymore. My grandfather agrees with me with both hands.
My grandfather said,"Xiao Ang, live with your grandfather. Grandfather has soldiers and commands the three armies." Planes, tanks, submarines, you can play with them.”
I grew up in the military compound and have seen all kinds of military equipment. Armored vehicles, tanks, planes, missiles, these are all real goods that ordinary people have never seen in their entire lives. I can see them all in a day.
But I don't understand either. What's so fun about those iron lumps?
Even if I don't live with Grandpa, my uncle is the commander of the Air Force, my second uncle is the admiral of the Navy, my third uncle is the chief of staff of the Army, and my uncle leads a special forces corps? If I want to play with these things, will they treat me badly?
So in the end, I rejected my grandfather and proposed to live somewhere else.
But this rejection shattered my peaceful life.
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