activa-t Chapter 246 Grief and Indignation
Chapter 246 Grief and Indignation
The second brother and the others were completely baffled.
The second brother was even more furious.
How come he didn't know before that Zhang Ming was actually a stutterer?
His younger brother can't be a stutterer!
So embarrassing!
"Zhang Ming, what on earth are you doing today? What are you up to?!"
"That's right, speak properly!"
The moment he finished speaking, they noticed that Zhang Ming was pointing one finger in the direction of the cub.
"you you you you you……"
It was still the same old "you, you, you" that kept coming on, which made the second brother and the others feel uneasy.
"Zhang Ming, what are you doing? Can't you talk things out properly?"
While they were talking to Zhang Ming, they didn't notice at all that a little brat had already walked up to them.
The second brother was already surrounding Zhang Ming, asking him serious questions.
After asking for a long time, he still couldn't get anything out of Zhang Ming, and he was getting a little impatient.
Suddenly, he felt a hand tug at his clothes.
He immediately and impatiently waved the hand away.
"What are you doing, bro? Can't you see I'm busy?"
The second brother originally thought that after he said those words, the person would be sensible and stop bothering him.
But to his surprise, after he finished speaking, that hand relentlessly pulled towards the hem of his clothes once again.
At first, pull gently, then pull hard.
My second brother simply couldn't take it anymore.
He looked down and glanced at the person who had tugged at his sleeve.
He wanted to see just who was so tactless!
Just as he was thinking this, he bumped right into the little brat looking up at him.
Oh, so it was this little one who was pulling him!
If he had known, he should have made the little one cry sooner!
That way, the little one won't bother him anymore.
"Little brat, I'm busy, this is the last time..."
Before he could finish speaking, he found himself spinning around.
Immediately afterwards, he felt a sharp pain in his back and fell to the ground.
When he looked up and found that the scene in front of him had turned into a white sky, the second brother was still in a daze.
The pain in his back reminded him that everything that had just happened was not a dream.
It was at this moment that Zhang Ming finally uttered a complete sentence.
"Her! Her! Her! Her! She's the one who knocked me down! It was this little one!"
The moment those words were spoken, the people present were immediately in an uproar.
The second brother was practically gritting his teeth, roaring inwardly.
Why didn't you say so sooner!
He only spoke up now that this little brat has already taken him down!
At the same time, the little one's voice rang out, "That's right, like this, duck."
This is also an answer to his question earlier.
However, the method used was slightly crude... and a bit too blunt.
It was at this moment that the second brother's underlings finally discovered that their boss was also lying on the grass.
It seemed as if they were admiring the beautiful scenery in the sky.
They couldn't help but look up at the sky.
What is so beautiful about the sky?
Could it be that the clouds are particularly beautiful today?
As for Zhang Ming's words, none of them took them to heart.
How is this possible?
Zhang Ming must have fallen by accident.
They were unwilling to talk about it, so they spread alarmist rumors among themselves.
What's more, now even their second brother has fallen.
Their second brother is the best fighter among them!
He also studied Taekwondo!
There's absolutely no way a tiny little thing could take it down so easily!
Yes, there must be something interesting in the sky that attracted their second brother, which is why he looked up at the sky.
That is, when they craned their necks and looked up at the sky.
The younger brother, who had always believed the rumors, looked shakily in the direction of the little brat.
He pointed in the direction of the little brat and finally couldn't help but shout out that title.
"You! You ...
The Great Demon King.
The nickname "Little Essay Milk Group" was widely circulated in elementary school.
I was horrified to discover that the rumor was actually true!
And that demon king really is real!
He watched helplessly as the little brat took down Zhang Ming and their second brother with a single hand!
Such power is terrifying; he truly lives up to the legendary Great Demon King!
"What are you talking about? Holy crap..."
"what!"
Just as the other underlings were wondering what was going on, a series of sounds rang out, accompanied by their screams.
When others were knocked down, they didn't see it clearly and thought it was fake.
They didn't realize how clearly they felt when they were knocked down themselves!
It was so clear that they couldn't help but shout it out!
No, they were actually taken down by a three-year-old toddler?
This tiny little thing, so delicate and pretty, managed to take them all down?!
Is this even human?!
They were immediately shocked!
The rumors are true!
The next second, the little ones started making swallowing noises.
"You guys want to write short essays, right?"
Here it is, that short essay!
Wang Er kept thinking about what would happen if he really met that rumored little baby.
They will certainly be able to handle the situation calmly and assertively, and will not hesitate to expose the alarmist claims of those people.
In the meantime, let everyone know as well.
He, Wang Er, is the king of this school; he fears nothing at all.
But he never expected that he would actually meet such a cute little boy.
She really was as tiny as a doll.
However, his actual abilities are far from matching his image!
It looks so small, so soft and easy to bully.
But I never expected it.
Such a small thing could unleash such energy in an instant, knocking them all down.
Then, they asked the question they never wanted to face.
Do they want to write short essays?
They have no right to write anything!
If it weren't for the pressure from this little kid, how could they possibly want to write a short essay?
It was only at this point that they realized why everyone before had been so evasive, only saying that a little brat had appeared in the school, dragging people into fights to write short essays.
But it didn't explain why they were willing to write short essays.
This is not something I want to write!
This was clearly forced upon them!
For example, they're squatting on the little stone benches at school right now, crying bitterly while writing that damn little essay.
The little brat said it.
It must be sincere and heartfelt.
It cannot be repeated.
We must showcase her true goodness and beauty.
Truth, goodness, and beauty—what a wonderful phrase.
It's a pity that the little brat ruined it.
Wang Er thought with grief and indignation.
Meanwhile, the classmate who had originally been brought along was now thanking the little bundle of milk profusely.
Praise and admiration were evident in his words.
That guy is such a simp!