Daddy's Fierce

By Gregory Keeton

From afar, watching his son from the initial panic to the later strong composure, although still far from his own level, but at least the speech is no longer stuttering and swallowing. Master Long comfortably closed his eyes, in his own borrowed body in this period of time, his son in his own guidance finally thrived, to say that this is really

• Language: English
• Publisher: Greer Westbrook
• Release date: Apr 9, 2024
• ISBN: 9798869389800

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Chapter 5 Cannon Tom

    The four morning classes passed quickly, and then it was lunch time. Xiang Long, who was following Xiang Yiming throughout the class, was sure that his son was really stealing glances at the Asian girl in every class, and he was afraid that the Asian girl would find out. As a father, Xiang Long has mixed feelings, but now he can not do anything except watch.

    Xiang Long hated this feeling of powerlessness so much that after the fourth class, Xiang Long made a difficult decision to speed up the process of his relationship with his son Xiang Yiming.

    At the very least, one has to be able to strike up a conversation!

    The men's room is a great place to be, and it makes sense and logical sense for two boys to have a chance encounter in the men's room.

    Seeing Xiang Yiming walk into the men's restroom, Xiang Long deliberately went in two seconds later than him.

    Luckily, perhaps the students were rushing to the cafeteria, and not many people were in the men's restroom. Xiang Long went in and saw Xiang Yiming standing furtively in front of the urinal in the innermost corner, pulling out as if he was a thief. Xiang Long seemingly intentionally or unintentionally walked over, he felt that when he stopped, Xiang Yiming seems to secretly take the corner of the eye glanced at him.

    Xiang Long stood still as if he didn't know, unbuckled his pants without looking at them, and unzipped the zipper in a big way.

    At this moment, he obviously felt that Xiang Yiming's breath stagnated, he had just released Xiang Yiming had already numbly put on his pants and left quickly. Xiang Long a face of confusion turned his head to look at Xiang Yiming, but saw Xiang Yiming gray look as if the loss of the dog, uh, as if where not quite right ......

    Originally also wanted to wait for the two sides to finish releasing to talk to Xiang Yiming, and then by the way to ask Xiang Yiming to go to the cafeteria together to eat Xiang Long can only be displeased to solve alone and then go to the cafeteria alone.

    American high school students basically eat at school at lunchtime, and students can either buy or bring a meal. But whether they buy or bring a meal, lunchtime is a prime time for high school students to socialize.

    That's why the din in the cafeteria could lift the roof off the room, and the buzz of chatter coupled with the sound of ha-ha-ha laughter makes you relax and enjoy your lunch hour as soon as you walk into the cafeteria.

    Undeterred, Xiang Long hid far behind a large tree, from his angle he could just see the entrance to the cafeteria.

    If Xiang Yiming walks into the cafeteria can never escape his eyes, he also took the opportunity to light a cigarette here.

    Xiang Long was originally a non-smoker, even though he was once the king of Chinatown, but in his undercover career he became addicted to cigarettes. Undercover under the drug traffickers, do not smoke, do not drink or even do not even have a tattoo on the body that is simply joking, Xianglong can do only do not drink, because drinking will make him lose his calmness and rationality, smoking at least can still let him stay awake.

    The United States has strict controls on tobacco, and it is illegal for young people under the age of eighteen to smoke, and the state makes it illegal to sell any tobacco to young people under the age of eighteen. So when you buy tobacco, stores require you to show id proof that you are over eighteen. And smoking is prohibited in many places in the U.S., including any indoor workplace, entrances and exits of government buildings, farmers' markets, schools, city parks and beaches, etc. ......

    But it is highly ironic that while the United States regulates tobacco very strictly, there are states where it is legal to smoke marijuana.

    Yang Hate Yang also smokes, although he is not yet eighteen years old, but in fact not all tobacco stores are so dutiful, in order to make money there is always someone will turn a blind eye.

    So Xiang Long hid far away behind a big tree and swallowed the smoke, on the second one he saw Xiang Yiming coming, he hastily took two hasty puffs to settle the smoke, after destroying his body he chewed his gum and went to the cafeteria, he easily found Xiang Yiming at a table in the corner.

    Xiang Yiming was sitting alone behind the dining table, and was peeping at the Asian girl obsessively while eating.

    The little brat is really not competitive! Xiang Long shook his head slightly in disappointment, and then went to line up to receive a lunch, the school for students with low family income lunch is free, Yang Hate Yang as an orphan of course can only eat free lunch. Xiang Long carried this free lunch to Xiang Yiming's table and sat down, and just wanted to politely ask Xiang Yiming if there was anyone here, but Xiang Yiming got up in a panic and switched to another table with his plate.

    Xiang Long: ......

    Hi! Dude, so you're here! At this time, a white handsome man with a Mohican hairstyle thrashed and rubbed his devilish steps to sit down in front of Xiang Long:

    I was looking for you!

    It turned out to be Tom, said here Tom suddenly sniffled, and then to the dragon showed a heart to heart lewd smile, left and right look at two eyes after probing the body to lower his voice: "So you also also have this bite, it's cool, right! I have a smoking room at home, waiting for the weekend party ......

    "Oh Fark! I remember, I'm here to tell you where and when the party is going to be, after all you haven't been to my party yet! Listen Jan, all the beautiful girls from our school will come to my party then, they will wear their sexiest clothes and pucker their asses for us whenever we want ......

    Wait a minute! Are you reading ...... Mary?

    Tom look at and Xiang Yiming in the same line of Asian girls, and look at Xiang Long, hate iron is not steel, Yang you should change your taste, Mary has not participated in my party, I guess she may still be a virgin, play must be very boring. Or let me cannon Tom to introduce you to a big wave, guaranteed to make you die of lust, then again Yang you should have ...... already.

    No! Xiang Long interrupted the chattering and unabashed Tom, I'm not looking at her!

    Tom froze, then looked at Xiang Yiming, who was on the same line as Mary, the Asian girl, and gave a lewd smile of realization, Fark! It's him you're looking at? Heavy taste ah buddy ......

    Shut up! Xiang Long's face was cold, if not in the school cafeteria, if not for his Yang Hate Yang's identity, if not in his son's line of sight ...... Xiang Long would definitely teach Tom to be a new man, but now he could only press his temper to admit it to the dumbfounded Tom:

    Well, I was looking at Mary ......

    It's okay, even if you ...... well well well I'm just kidding, don't be angry my friend! Tom raised his hands and smiled urgently, Jan, I'm just standing in the position of a friend trying to help you out, when it comes to picking up girls I, Cannon Tom, am a professional! And I've slept with all of Mary's girlfriends, so if you want to know everything about Mary, I can ask around for you ......

    Yes?

    Xianglong blinked, this was a real sleepy man with a pillow, just so he could find out through Tom what Mary, the girl who had charmed his son to death, was all about.

Chapter 6 Chinatown

    Of course! Tom proudly puffed out his high bulging pecs, being a member of the school's rugby team he was well muscled, which was one of the things that allowed him to indulge in his philandering.

    He did not see the foreign over a hand to grasp the shoulders of Xianglong: "But buddy I must tell you Chinese girls are really not fun to play with, dabbing on them is like chewing gum sticking to you! Obviously you just want to have a one-night stand with them, but they want to be with you for a long time. ......

    Listen my friend, for the sake of your future sex life, I advise you to change your target! I'm going to have a lot of beautiful women at my party this weekend, and I can introduce you to two good live ones ......

    Being stared at by Xiang Long's icy gaze, Tom had no choice but to stop the topic with an awkward smile, "Okay, okay you have to know that I'm doing this for your own good, and if you insist, of course I'll help you as a friend!

    How about this, we go invite Mary to the weekend party and then ...... hey!

    In fact, Xianglong would like to ask Tom what the weekend party is all about, because Xianglong has not participated in the party of high school students, it seems that every day in his student days, he is chopping or being chopped, and Chinatown is able to stand in a foreign country, relying on more than virtue to convince people.

    Of course times are different, Xianglong went to high school at that time, or the 1980s ......

    Yang Hate Yang is usually a loner, never communicating with others, and naturally will not participate in any party.

    So Xiang Long really do not know Tom's party in the end what are the contents, but of course the Dragon Master can not admit that he can not keep up with the times, he felt that the party of high school students should be just a group of bear children get together and fool around, up to smoking and drinking and dancing and playing cards ...... what else can be done?

    In such an environment the son will have the opportunity to contact Mary, play a round of cards, dance or drink a glass of wine, maybe that night the son will be able to take Mary down! The more Xianglong thought about it, the more excited he became, and he decided to help his son out, so he gave Tom an encouraging pat on the shoulder:

    Thanks, bro!

    Bro? You call me brother? Oh also! You're right! Bro! Tom perked up all of a sudden, he was a very emotional man, and of course he was at a very emotional age.

    The main thing is that he has a lot of friends, but no one who would consider him a shitty person as a brother.

    Tom jumped up and gestured his hands into a submachine gun pointing it at Xianglong and laughed, Weekend battle plan, leave it to me bro! I'll make sure you go on a shooting spree at the party! Snap ......

    His reckless behavior instantly attracted countless pairs of gazes sweeping over from all around him, but of course, Tom didn't care about other people's gazes. And no one here will care about this level of behavior, than this more crazy things they have seen, such as losing a bet in broad daylight naked ** around the playground three laps or something, so they quickly withdrew their eyes.

    Xianglong but the old face is hot, for a Chinese like him, Tom is indeed too ** ......

    Xiang Yiming enviously looked at Xianglong from the side, he also wanted to Yang hate Yang like to talk and laugh with his classmates, even if it was Tom that rotten.

    But he is not as handsome as Yang Hate Yang and not as good at fighting, so no one in the school looks up to him. There used to be Yang Hate Yang who was like him, but now he is the only one left. ......

    Feeling the gaze of his son, Xiang Long subconsciously looked back, but saw Xiang Yiming was looking at Mary with bated breath. Xiang Long slightly shook his head and retracted his gaze, probably just his illusion, this little brat s thoughts are all on women, which will look at him as an old ...... male student?

    ......

    Dismissal time in American high schools is 2:30 p.m., and there are only five classes a day, each lasting an hour.

    Four classes in the morning, one in the afternoon, and forty minutes for lunch. A little bit of walking around and the day is over.

    And the end of the school day in the United States is the actual end of the school day, without the crap that prevents students from getting to freedom, such as classroom delays, quizzes, and duty days.

    After school, schoolboys will go to the school library, foodies will go to the cafeteria for extra food, and most will rush into the soccer field, basketball court, tennis court ...... The gym will always be ringing with the sound of crashing equipment and heavy panting.

    Yang Hate Yang almost never interacts with people, so naturally he won't join any societies or clubs.

    This was a good thing for Xiang Long, the more innocent Yang Hate Yang's relationships were, the easier it was for him to get his hands on them.

    Whether he's an undercover agent for the U.S. Drug Enforcement Administration or the head of the White Tiger Hall of the Crazy Tai Chi Tigers, the fatherly Xiang Long would not like to play house with a group of high school students.

    But for the sake of his son, Xianglong intends to join all his son's clubs tomorrow Not today.

    Glancing at the depressed back of Xiang Yiming who was hunching his head down and acting like a little old man, Xiang Long shook his head breathlessly, walked alone to the nearby bus stop and boarded a bus to Chinatown.

    He had to address his security first, and even though he was just an average high school student now, he really wasn't used to living in a state where he lacked the ability to defend himself.

    Los Angeles Chinatown is connected to the old city of Los Angeles and is located north of Sunset Boulevard. Although not as famous as the Chinatowns of New York and San Francisco, it is one of the oldest qualified Chinatowns in Europe and America.

    And Los Angeles is one of the most Chinese cities in the U.S. There are three Chinatowns in the greater Los Angeles area where large swaths of Chinese reside. The first is this oldest Chinatown in downtown Los Angeles, which, like the Chinatowns in New York and San Francisco, is mostly populated by Southern Cantonese.

    Xiang Long or Yang Hate Yang's home is here, but he is not going home.

    He walked through the quaint Chinatown pagodas, bypassed the colorful wishing fountain in the small plaza, passed by the Fuzhou Hotel where Big Brother Dragon's Peak Hour was filmed, and circled the side streets of Sun Wen Road, Zhongzheng Road, Meiling Road, and Jinling Road.

    Although there are only a few small roads, but it is enough to make outsiders dizzy, and finally Xianglong drilled into the end of Zhongzheng Road, an inconspicuous small store, even his boss did not know the existence of this small store.

    Walking into Los Angeles' Chinatown is like walking into a Chinese county in the 1980s.

    And this little store is like a kiosk in a Chinese county in the 1980s.

    The cramped old house rows of rusty iron shelves on the chaotic and orderly placement of a variety of daily necessities, a dim lamp illuminates the wooden counter behind the mottled shiny bamboo chaise lounge, white hair but a root of the hair is not messed up combed into the back of the head of the boss wearing a limp old glasses, is happy and comfortable paralyzed in the bamboo recliner, holding a book I do not know how many times I turned over all the edge of the rolled the plumthe golden vase read with great interest ......

Chapter 7 Don't move, baby!

    This old Huang, reading The Golden Lotus again! Xiang Long mouth hooked up a touch of men understand the smile, he and the old Huang but old gay friends, the relationship can be traced back all the way to twenty years ago that swept through Chinatown's bloody storm, but did not expect to see each other again, has been things are not the same ......

    Jingle bells!

    Xianglong opened the door and tugged on the shell wind chime hanging near the door, Old Huang was absorbed in his book and didn't even look up, and a blackened pug in the birdcage hanging on the side of the counter wailed:

    Take it yourself! Get it yourself!

    You could have been lazier! You could have! Xiang Long's mouth twitched covertly twice as he walked over and put one hand on the counter, flexing one finger and tapping a kinetic rhythm with his fingertips on the rough glass countertop, Da da da da! Da da da da! Da-da-da-da-da, da-da-da!

    Old Yellow reached down to hold up his limp old glasses and reluctantly plucked his eyes from the book.

    You ...... Through the lenses of the glasses, a trace of color flashed in Lao Huang s cloudy old eyes, but in an instant, he returned to his usual ancient well and said, What are you knocking for? Who let you knock?

    Master Long asked me to knock. Xiang Long had long observed that there was nothing unusual in this small store, so he was relieved to boldly call out his banner. Old Huang squinted his cloudy old eyes and looked Xiang Long up and down a few times, and then asked skeptically, Master Dragon? Which Master Dragon?

    ...... Golden scales are not a thing in the pool of that dragon master! Xiang Long blinked, inexplicably ashamed.

    Pfft Old Huang was picking up an enameled jar with a five-pointed star printed on it to drink tea, when he sprayed.

    Cough cough cough! Coughing violently, Old Huang waved his hand with tears in his eyes: no need to say it I know!

    This was a little secret between Xiang Long and Old Huang, and no third person besides the two of them knew about it anymore.

    What did he send you for? Old Yellow took off his old glasses, wiped his face, and put them back on.

    He needs a few things. Xianglong pulled out a list of things that had been made by Early Knot and laid it on the counter.

    This word, it is his. Old Huang picked up the list and confirmed the handwriting at a glance, which finally reluctantly left his recliner and walked towards the dimly lit corner behind the rows and rows of shelves.

    Xiang Long, on the other hand, habitually reached out to touch a metal box on the counter, the metal box that was supposed to contain cookies contained bread worms, which Xiang Long would always casually feed to Buster in the past. As soon as he saw Xiang Long's hand touching the metal box, Buster immediately stared at him with his little eyes deadpan.

    However, Xiang Long immediately reacted to the fact that he was not Xiang Long now, but his son's classmate, Yang Hate Yang.

    Habits are scary. Xiang Long secretly warned himself that he must pay attention to change his habits in the future, especially in front of his former acquaintances. Now do not know who in the end killed himself, before the truth is revealed no matter who are suspected, and the more familiar they are the more suspected ......

    Dumbfounded at Xiang Long's hand reaching out to the iron box halfway around the corner to pick up the cigarette case, Bajie was anxious, staring at the small eyeballs rushed to the dragon shouting at the top of his voice: I want to! I want! I want it!

    It was true that what kind of person raises what kind of bird! Xiang Long's mouth twitched covertly twice and ignored it. And at that moment Old Yellow's hoarse voice came from the dim corner, Want you sister!

    Immediately mute, Buster glared at Xianglong with his small, ghostly eyes and sent a silent cry of grief and indignation:

    I'll take it! I want it! I want it!

    Xianglong ruthlessly avoided its sultry eyes and took two cigarettes and put the carton back again.

    Soon Lao Huang held a bulging kraft paper bag in his hand and came out, put the kraft paper bag on the counter, Lao Huang opened the iron box at the first time, pinched a bread worm and fed it to Bugs, his mouth still rambling and cursing: I know I want to! I want! I want it!

    Xianglong did not open the kraft paper bag to look through, although the old yellow is old, but his work Xianglong assured.

    Stuffed the kraft paper bag into his school bag, Xianglong took out a thick envelope from his school bag and put it on the counter, and Old Huang didn't open the envelope to count the money, and continued to tsk, tsk, tsk teasing the birds.

    Go. Xiang Long's heart skipped a beat after he finished speaking, and he hastened to add a drawn-out, Bye.

    Uh-huh. Old Yellow lifted his eyes and glanced at him intentionally, Don't forget to close the door when you go out.

    Xiang Long walked out without looking back and closed the door from the outside. Just now, he accidentally lost to habit again, every time he left from here, he would tell Old Huang to go away, it's true that the power of habit is strong, especially in front of the more familiar people, the easier it is to expose the habit.

    The clear sound of the wind chime jingle bells stopped, the old yellow sat down and opened the small screen under the counter.

    The surveillance video in front of the counter appeared on the small screen, and after Old Huang fiddled with it twice the image after he left appeared on the video. The tall and handsome boy reached out to the cigarette box, although hesitated in the middle but still took out two cigarettes. The old yellow laughingly shook his head, he remembered his own young time, because underage also often steal adults smoking ......

    Throwing the envelope casually on the counter, Old Huang picked up the book that had been turned over many times and had curled its edges, the plumthe golden vase, and looked at it with great interest.

    ......

    At the same time Xiang Long went back to Chinatown, Xiang Yiming finally got up the courage to walk towards the school rugby field.

    Rugby is the most popular sport in the United States, and rugby team players are the most popular boys.

    Even though Mary was of Asian descent, she was also very much into rugby. She often stood by the rugby field and watched the big-bodied boys sweat, but was much more reserved than the sultry bitches who shrieked and couldn't close their legs, she just stood there quietly and watched the game, that's all.

    Xiang Yiming usually didn't dare to go this way to the rugby field, he was afraid of meeting people he didn't want to meet.

    But for Mary's sake, Xiang Yiming came anyway.

    Standing humbly far away, Xiang Yiming's gaze traveled across the entire rugby field to look obsessively at Mary.

    Perhaps it is the reason that Master Long has read countless people and the daily flow is too large. In the eyes of Xiang Long ordinary young girl, Xiang Yiming is treated as a goddess. His favorite pair of Mary's big eyes of pity, she is like a weak and helpless little sheep, so that he can not contain the desire to protect her.

    Pussies come to watch the game too? A large, strong, powerful hand wrapped around his neck from behind.

    Before he could see the person, smelling the spicy strong body odor on that strong and powerful hand, Xiang Yiming's face changed. Then he saw a big dark face approaching him, Xiang Yiming subconsciously tilted his head back, but was firmly controlled by that big strong and powerful hand:

    Don't move, baby!

Chapter 8: Father's Intuition

    Moore!

    Xiang Yiming a face of fear looking at this big dark face, dark face with black people unique squeezing style teasing smile, he tied a head of really dirty dirty pigtails, height can be at least one meter nine, five big three thick strong like a yak, is the school's famous bad boy.

    Baby, don't be so nervous! Moore clamped his bioweapon-like armpit around Xiang Yiming's neck and said with seeming enthusiasm, Did you forget your old friend Moore?

    Xiang Yiming forced a smile, No, no, I didn't forget ...... Hi, Moore, how are you?

    I'm not good. Moore squeezed his eyes at him, Will you help me, my old friend?

    No! I'm not willing! Xiang Yiming roared furiously in his heart, but he could only say with a smile on his face, Of course!

    Indeed my old friend! Moore exchanged a smug wink with the other black man before pulling out his own shriveled wallet and flipping it open for Xiang Yiming to see, Can you help me fill it up?

    Xiang Yiming shivered and pulled out his own wallet, shivered and pulled out his own money, and shivered and shivered and shoved it into Moore's wallet. Even though Xiang Yiming had already emptied his own wallet, the other black man frowned in dissatisfaction and complained, Only this much?

    Xiang Yiming looked at Moore pitifully, I don't have any more ......

    No, you did! Moore looked back at his friend, then wrapped his arms around Xiang Yiming's neck and pulled him closer to almost nose-to-nose distance, glaring with wide eyes and lowering his voice in a vicious threat, "Tomorrow, right here, you're going to have to lend me a hundred dollars!

    Or I'll come to your class and find you and pull down your pants in front of everyone so they can admire your sexy ass! Baby, you know I never fail to do what I say I'm going to do!

    Xiang Yiming's face turned white with fear, and Moore switched to his squishy, teasing smile again, seemingly enthusiastically patting Xiang Yiming's shoulder so hard that Xiang Yiming grimaced.

    Only then was Moore satisfied and his black friend walked away talking and laughing, both of them were very hip-hop style, walking with their heads bobbing and tails wagging and bouncing as if they had springs under their feet.

    Looking at his shriveled wallet, Xiang Yiming silently left the rugby field and returned home with tears in his eyes.

    Ming Ming, you're back! An old voice affectionately called out to him, Xiang Yiming turned back to his senses and saw the old Chinese woman with white hair and short stature in front of him, this was his grandmother.

    Uh-huh. Xiang Yiming scribbled a yes, lest his grandmother see his eyes moist, lowered his head and hurriedly walked into his room on his feet, and closed the door refusing to continue communicating with his grandmother.

    Grandma, who had already opened her arms and was ready to embrace him, froze, and after two seconds of stiffness, Grandma couldn't help but chase after Xiang Yiming to his door, and instead of opening the door and going in, she knocked: Ming Ming, what's wrong with you? Did something happen? Can you tell Grandma?

    What's the use of telling you? You'll only make me look at myself first! Xiang Yiming wiped a tear from his eye and put on his earplugs pretending that he was listening to a song, humming a recent popular song loudly.

    You really don't know how hard it is for you to hum when you listen to a song with earplugs in! Grandma shook her head in disappointment, having brought up Xiang Yiming since he was a child, she of course knew that he was fake-listening, but she didn't tear him down. The child is getting older, does not like to listen to her nagging, also need to have his own space.

    His father can't count on it. Grandma sighed hopelessly: it's better to talk to his sister-in-law when she's free.

    If only, his mom was still around ......

    Thinking of her bitter eldest daughter, Grandma leaned her back against the wall, her eyes gradually silted with tears.

    ......

    The next morning, Xiang Yiming dawdled and didn't go out, hesitating whether he should lie or not.

    In his conscience, he really didn't want to cheat on his grandmother who loved him the most, but he was more afraid of Moore.

    Xiang Yiming knew that Moore never did what he said he would do, and had done so to others before.

    If it was just a beating by Moore, it would be fine, but if he was stripped of his pants by Moore in front of everyone in the class, his high school career would be the laughing stock of the entire school as far as Marie ......

    Xiang Yiming didn't dare to imagine what Mary would think when the time came, but she certainly wouldn't like being the laughing stock of the whole school.

    Sorry, Grandma ......

    Xiang Yiming finally made a difficult decision, Grandma, can you give me ...... one hundred dollars ......

    Sure. Grandma stood and asked again, seemingly casually, Is there some kind of school fee?

    It's an activity organized by the club ...... club ...... Xiang Yiming stammered, Everyone has to pay... ...

    Xiang Yiming, who lied to his grandmother for the first time, felt that his acting skills were really too poor, and that he would not be able to fool his shrewd grandmother, but to his surprise, she did not seem to suspect him in the slightest.

    Nah. Grandma went to her bag and got a hundred dollars and handed it to him, You must pay what you have to pay.

    Got it, Grandma ...... At this moment Xiang Yiming wanted to cry, he had failed his grandmother.

    But Xiang Yiming didn't know how else he could deal with Moore, Moore was a tall bull, he couldn't beat Moore at all. What's more, Moore has a bunch of friends, but he doesn't even have a friend.

    His mom died and his dad is always away on business. Grandma is old and his sister is still young.

    Although his sister-in-law is a police officer, Moore only said he borrowed money from him. Even if Moore had picked his pants in class, it could be argued that it was a prank by the kids, and there's no way his sister-in-law would have arrested him ......

    So what else could he do? Xiang Yiming took the hundred dollars and hurried out of the house with his head down.

    Grandma trotted after her to the door, looking distantly toward Yiming's thin back with worry in her eyes.

    ......

    Xiang Long realized that Xiang Yiming was particularly strange today; he hadn't even stolen a glance at Mary all day!

    It is not like moving away from love ...... Xianglong frowned slightly: his son seems to have encountered some big trouble ......

    However, Xiang Long has not yet had time to find and Xiang Yiming closer to the breakthrough, but on the contrary, with that self-cooked Tom relationship skyrocketed, a day between inseparable as glue.

    Even Xiang Long himself didn't understand what was going on, how did he and Tom get so close?

    Are you sure you don't want to go play football with me bro? School was over Tom reluctantly pulled toward the dragon.

    Some other time, I have something to do today. Xiang Long patted Tom on the shoulder and chased after his son's back.

    The father's intuition told him that his son must be in some big trouble that he couldn't solve.

    His son, who is in need of him!

Chapter 9: Perverted Murderer

    Fark! Why isn't that monkey coming! Moore chewed his gum and cracked his knuckles impatiently, feeling humiliated in front of his friends.

    When he came, he had made a promise to his friend that Xiang Yiming would be here early to wait for the offering.

    Monkeys just don't get beat up! His friend, the same black guy from last time, also chewing gum, smiled teasingly at Moore: I've had experience with this.

    Shaquille, I have experience in this area as well! Moore raised his eyebrows, and the two of them silently revealed a sardonic smile. Then Moore decisively changed the topic, he brought up the hottest topic on campus right now, By the way, it seems like it's going to be the day of that psychopathic murderer's crime again!

    Exactly! Shaquille was really interested in this topic, According to the perverted murderer's crime cycle summarized on the news, he kills a random person every month! Today is the first day, and the Pervert Killer Demon is coming out to kill again! Gee, I wonder which unlucky person it will be!

    Afraid of what? Moore shrugged it off indifferently, Psycho murderers only kill women anyway!

    Heh! What am I afraid of? It's not like you didn't see the surveillance video that the news put out, that psychopathic murderer was short, skinny and small like a chicken! Shaquille felt as if Moore was being sarcastic about his inability to fight, which made him feel the need to focus on the fact that he, Shaquille, was also very capable of fighting. Shaquille clenched his fists and pounded his slab-like pecs, If he dares to appear in front of me, I can beat him to the point where he kneels and calls for his father!

    Just then a short figure appeared unknowingly and suddenly in front of Moore and Shaquille.

    He wore the hood on his sweatshirt and a large mask covering half his face, sneaking around like a