Major General, he is showing affection again

The pale pink tongue licked her lips: "The theme of this sports meeting is the parent-child sports meeting of the owner."

As the name suggests, it is to require the parents and children of the family to be present, in the name of enhancing parent-child relationship and strengthening communication between the parents of the cubs.

Quentin looked at the little chubby cub with his head down, his two chubby claws alternately twisting his T-shirt non-stop.

His distress was about to melt, he touched the limp black hair on his son's head: "You don't want to make Dad sad, do you?"

He was also raised by Maca alone. In order to take care of Quentin's young heart, Maca even rejected several good blind dates.

For Quentin, he clearly knows what kind of discrimination a child from a single-parent family will encounter.

Especially in this kind of occasion, where it is necessary to name the name and name the owner of the contract.Garcia lost his memory and lost his mental power.

And his cute little chubby cub, he is still so young, he has to face gossip from the people around him.

Just thinking about it like this made Quentin's heart ache.

The little friend who only showed a small head nodded quickly, and then, a pair of big eyes full of hope stared at Quentin eagerly.

Quentin nodded solemnly: "Father promises you."

"We pull the hook, who tell daddy who's the puppy."

******

The kindergarten where Gun Gun is located is the best kindergarten in Nanpu Prefecture. It doesn't look at the students' backgrounds, but only at the students' spiritual potential and IQ.

The kindergarten's slogan is: "The prince and general, whoever has a hard fist will win!"

Ahem, of course, this is just a popular nickname. The purpose of this garden is to teach people without discrimination.Who knows if there will be a few generals and ministers among this group of little hairy heads in the future.

Today's crown prince once worked in our office.

After the Red Wolf Star War, everyone knew that His Majesty the Emperor had found his lost son for more than 100 years. It is said that His Royal Highness was raised by a woman from Crescent Star.

Since this incident broke out, all the schools in Xinyue claimed that His Royal Highness had attended school/squatted classes/tutored/drinked tea and so on in their school.

I don't know if this family is true or not. Anyway, since five years ago, their enrollment rate has been steadily increasing, and finally overwhelmed their competitors and became the number one kindergarten in Nanpu Town.

The governor, the county magistrate, the major, the boss of Wang Da and Li Er are stupid, as long as they are famous and respectable people in Nanpu Prefecture, they all try to squeeze their heads and send their children inside.

Multiplying n brats together, the destructive power soars upwards, directly becoming n to the nth power.

Many figures, big and small, were running happily on the playground, and colorful flags and balloons were flying high with the wind.

Gun Gun was blocked by a few little boys behind the stairs of the teaching building. This is a blind spot for vision. Everyone is on the playground. Obviously, no one noticed this small corner.

"Hey, little bastard, why are you the only one in the sports meeting today? Where's your father with a broken shoe? Why didn't you come today?"

As they said that, several people winked maliciously and stared at Gun Gun with a kind of obscene eyes: "Master, I knew that a broken shoe like him, which was discarded by the owner, has no right to live anymore. Now, he can't be hiding at home and crying."

A child who is only a few years old actually pretends to be a precocious underworld gangster.

These children are bullies in the school. Relying on their family's influence, they often bully other children in the kindergarten.

Quentin paused, and retracted his stepped foot. He hid behind the corridor.

Quentin's handsome eyebrows frowned. He just ran to the bathroom, and this happened. Na Gun Gun was usually at school.

I also thought of my son's cheerful little milk dog after he came home, and boasted to Garcia about the games he played with his classmates today.

What I see in front of me is Gun Gun's real life in school!

Thinking of his well-behaved son being bullied by a group of wild dogs!

The anger in Quentin's heart was burning slowly. I beat Nanpu invincible with both hands back then. Today I want to see who dares to bully my son.

Quentin rolled up his sleeves without saying a word.

Protecting one's weaknesses is one of Quentin's few strengths (maybe).

Gun Gun clenched his little fleshy claws: "Shut up, don't scold my father!"

Several boys on the opposite side surrounded Roller, stuck out his tongue, and a thin little boy came up and pushed Roller: "Just scold, just scold, I'll see what you can do."

This little boy named Gun Gun is just a little boy in the first grade of the small class. He has not been in school for a week, and all the girls in the kindergarten are obsessed with him, and even the teacher is turning towards him.

What a beautiful face!

We, the Shamate family, want to kill your vigor, dare to rob us of women, heh heh heh.

"Gun Gun pursed his lips tightly: "If you curse again, I will beat you up. "

"Oh, I'm so scared!" The leading boy made a grimace, his triangular eyes were full of malice.

My father is a veteran of Nanpuzhou. If you dare to fight back, I will ask the principal to fire you later.

"Come here if you have the ability, I'm afraid of you, a weak chicken."

Gun Gun didn't say a word, he clenched his little fleshy claws tightly, his golden vertical pupils exuded a strange brilliance, and the tiny mental power circled the vortex, quietly besieging a circle.

wrong!The rolling situation is wrong!

Quentin, who was hiding in the dark, was keenly aware of the abnormal mental power, and he didn't move for a long time.

He strode out from the darkness, jumped to Gun Gun's side in a few steps, and pressed his big hand on his tender and slender shoulders.

"Go away."

A pair of big, tearful eyes stared at Quentin, like fine obsidian covered with a layer of water mist.

Quentin held his son in his arms and patted him on the back: "Don't be afraid, Dad is here."

"Ice Wolf, there's something wrong with Rolling's mental power. Check it out to see what's going on." Quentin connected to Ice Wolf in the mental link.

Ice Wolf: "Ah, I'm not a medical mecha, I don't know how to treat people."

All mechas can only use mental power. Have you ever seen a car with its own oil refining device?

Quentin: ...

"You are now, I will give you two choices, give Gun Gun an inspection, or be dismantled by me!"

Ice Wolf: Like a wronged daughter-in-law, turned into a stethoscope.

Comforting his son, Quentin touched his chin and pointed at the calm cubs opposite: "You are being besieged now, do you know what to do?"

It is rare to have a ready-made example, Quentin rolled up his sleeves, and simply taught his son a practical lesson with a few brats on the opposite side.

"The best way to deal with such ruthless brats is to hit them! Once is no good twice, twice is no good three times, until they dare not fight back!"

"Whoever has the harder fist, whoever has the stronger mental power, is the boss, except for this, everything is bullshit!"

Gun Gun looked at him: "Father, Dad won't let Gun Gun fight."

What?How did Garcia educate his children?How did a good little wolf cub become a little sheep? Quentin just had a flash in his head that he was going home to discuss the child’s education with Garcia, when he heard the second half of Gun Gun’s sentence: “Daddy said I still control If you lose your mental strength, you will kill people.”

Quentin: Σ(°△°|||)

The little sheep who was still bleating a second ago shyly said the words of beating people to death.

Quentin: My worldview took a hit.

Ice Wolf's stethoscope came in at the right time and interjected: "This child was congenitally deficient and physically weak when he was in the womb, but the core of the royal family is extremely strong. His body is too weak to control his powerful mental power."

Quentin frowned enough to kill mosquitoes: "Then what should I do? Will the root cause of the disease be left behind?"

Ice Wolf waved his hand: "No, no, usually find two more mechas to absorb his mental power, and he will be fine when he grows up."

Then he added: "As a loyal mech, I would like my little master to warm the bed."

What answered it was Quentin's tremor: "Your words are not credible."

Quentin's gaze fell back on the boys on the opposite side. The boy with triangular eyes took two steps back in fear, gritted his teeth, and shouted at Quentin: "I tell you, my father is the elder of Nanpuzhou, you wait Get killed by my father!"

Fighting father to fight on the head of the emperor of the empire.

Quentin: Indifferent face.jpg

Quentin showed a standard white rabbit smile with four front teeth and steel teeth: "Don't worry, I won't beat you."

You are left to my son, I will beat your father!

Quentin continued to teach his son patiently: "There are many ways to fight. You don't have to use your mental strength to hit someone. It's still easy to use a brick. And the fight is fun. But you have to pay attention, you have to choose Where no one is around, you have to use skillful strength, so that no one else can see that you are hitting, and you are a master."

As he said that, Quentin took a brick that Ice Wolf consciously conjured up, and handed it to his son.

"You should also pay attention. When fighting, you have to distinguish whether to fight to live or to kill. If the opponent wants to kill you, then fight to the death. Killing to death is a legitimate defense. Like they are now,"

Quentin pointed at the kittens on the opposite side: "It would be troublesome to beat them to death, so let's take a breath. It's best to beat him so that he won't dare to offend a bear again in the future."

"Go away, this time it's just practice, let go of the fight, if something happens, dad will cover you."

Damn, I haven't fought for many years, and I've been bullied to the top of my head.

Gun Gun held the ice-blue brick, his two big eyes twinkling with excitement.

Ping ping pong ping ping pong

The scene was a mess, Quentin clapped his hands and hugged his son and left, two or three little fat men with mosquito-repellent eyes fell on the wall behind him.

After walking not far, I saw a menacing man leading a group of people to surround him.

Quentin, who was playing with his son, barely looked at him with one eye.

Yo, it looks like he is the father of the little fat man with triangular eyes.They all look alike.

Quentin was very interested. This is the legend that beating the young ones attracted the old ones. I don't know if this is the so-called veteran of Nanpuzhou, his hands are so itchy.

"You beat my son!"

Quentin nodded sincerely.

The man on the opposite side commanded a group of bodyguards behind him: "Come on, call me!"