As a loyal fan of the oriental mysterious power of broken boulders on the chest, although Xiaopang only took a quick look, he has already connected with the unusual relationship between the broken wood chips with his bare hands and the big boulders on his chest.

Probably some kind of oriental mysterious power that has been handed down in one continuous line - Xiaopang thought cautiously.

The extremely intimidating wooden stick was smashed to pieces on the desk in an instant. This scene is not so much suspicious as it is more frightening.

However, after being afraid, there are some insignificant little excitements. You must know that this kind of mysterious power has only been heard of appearing in the far east, and there are not many people in this country at present.

It may also be that I am ignorant.

But this doesn't stop Xiaopang's enthusiasm. It's rare that he doesn't want to participate in the activities organized by his partners, but chooses to find the answer to this question.

Xiaopang is like a tireless scholar, constantly advancing on the road of seeking the truth. In order to clarify this matter, he even spent his spare time to verify it, but the result of the verification made people dumbfounded.

#Mysterious Oriental Chest Broken Stone#

#Mysterious Oriental Spitfire Strange Talk#

#Mysterious Oriental Swallowing Sword on the Spot#

#修仙者的三四天夜#

#Overbearing Mozun Let Me Go#

#冷冷仙尊的天涯海角#

#修仙传——Great Hermit in the City Chapter#

#Oriental hermit biography#

#Mysterious Strange Tan#

As the browsing pages on the Internet went down, the middle school student Xiaopang couldn't help but feel a bit of shock, and this shock made him examine and explore more when facing Clark.

Why didn't Clark fight back?The answer to this question is already on the horizon.

This is not cowardice, nor is it impossible to fight back, it is reserved and hidden only for masters.

Even thinking about it carefully, it seems that there are traces of Clark's several abnormal behaviors and things that ordinary people can't do at all.

At this time, no matter how many reasons there were, it seemed that there was no way to convince himself, Xiaopang supported his forehead with his cold hands in a slumped manner.

There seems to be only one explanation for the abnormality of the Kent brothers and sisters, an explanation that they don't want to admit but have to admit-they are actually mysterious masters from the East.

It turns out that the people I admire the most have always been by my side, but I failed to cherish them, and instead pushed them further and further away.

Thinking about his usual actions, Xiaopang was a little annoyed, somewhere in the dark he felt as if he had gained something, but lost something.

It makes me sad.

——The above content is all from the best-selling work of the year "Little Fatty Biography-On My Indissoluble Bond with the East". This content is subject to change according to the actual situation.

……

It's just that Clark and Ayu are completely unaware of the above-mentioned entanglements.

Facing Xiaopang's behavior of holding the screen high, as if he had found a new way to play with him, Clark couldn't help but darken.

He remembered his father's words and couldn't help but take a step forward.

He still won't use his power that is different from ordinary people to hurt others, but for those who take the initiative to hurt himself, he thinks he can learn to fight back.

For example, using your newly learned skills to tie people up and throw them in a corner to reflect for a while is good.

Clark was thinking, and just about to put his thoughts into action, he saw the soft hands of the little girl in his arms subconsciously supporting his shoulders, poking his head out slightly, and looking at the curious eyes on the screen.

She still seems to want to watch this strange video.

Clark is a gentle elder brother. His experience of being a little lonely when he was a child made him not feel impatient with the little girl who accompanied him, and he was even very conniving. Clark was willing to tolerate whatever she wanted to do.

Now is no exception, so he took a step back silently, and raised his strong arms steadily, trying to let the person in his arms see the scene in front of him more clearly.

The video was short and finished quickly, with only one inexplicable scene of crushing stones, which made Clark look a little better.

"Finished?" His tone was cool, "Then we're leaving." As he spoke, he walked away with the little girl in his arms.

"Hey, don't, don't, don't go!" Little Fatty hurriedly stopped him, Clark took a big step, and he took two trots to catch up.

"There's one more." The chubby chubby face made a flattering expression, and two dimples appeared in his smile, he pushed the screen in his hand, "There's another one, please take a look too .”

As he spoke, he quickly raised his hand, and the video that had played to the end began to automatically jump to the next one.

It was also a man in a strange uniform, holding a torch in his hand, with a serious expression, as if he was preparing for some ancient and solemn sacrificial activity.

I saw him take a step forward slightly, looking intently at the torch in his hand, suddenly, he lightly blew on the torch, and within a split second, a torrent of flames rose before his eyes.

This trick is still very frightening, and even Clark couldn't help being surprised for a moment.

Ayu looked at it even more curiously. She didn't feel surprised or frightened, but felt that she had seen a similar scene somewhere in the back of her memory, which made her feel kind.

It's just that before she could think of anything, she heard Xiaopang's cautious and expectant voice: "Do you know how to do this move?"

"What?" Ayu was stunned by his strange attitude first, then blinked his eyes in a daze, and when he understood what he meant, he shook his head lightly and said, "I won't."

Fatty nodded disappointedly when he heard this, the light in his eyes quickly extinguished because he saw idols, and became gloomy.

Maybe he misunderstood it, maybe it was just a coincidence, Xiao Pang felt bitter, how can there be such things as idols when you want to see them?

It seemed as if he was about to shed sad tears in the next second, but Ayu jumped. The little girl hugged Clark's neck, looked at him, and then at Clark, feeling a little hesitant.

Ayu, who had bullied Clark, didn't want to talk to him, but at a certain moment, she suddenly remembered what was written in Clark's history textbook.

He might need some friends.

Under this premise, it is actually not impossible to satisfy the other party's small request. A Yu scratched his face, thought for a moment, and said carefully: "Do you want to see this?"

As she spoke, a cluster of small flames had already ignited at the fingertips, which was the warmest golden color, burning on the little girl's fingertips like a villain dancing.

This is just the most basic small spell, which is nothing to a monk. Even Ayu has scruples, this small cluster of flames is fleeting.

It’s just that this little temperature makes Xiaopang’s whole body scorching hot. In fact, he was once regarded as a misfit because his hobbies were too magical and he couldn’t convince others. Thinking about it now, it’s worth it.

Fatty Starchaser was about to burst into tears, he looked at Clark with burning eyes, hesitant to speak several times.

Clark couldn't help but took a step back, and the handsome young man frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand this emotional change. He asked, "What do you want to do?"

Xiaopang choked up and said, "I want to make friends with you."

Clark: "..."

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What the hell? ? ?

Can you repeat who you said you want to be friends with? ? ?Not what do you want to do with me? ? ?

The author has something to say:

Clark: I didn’t want to make friends with you because you bullied me before ( ̄ε(# ̄)☆╰╮o( ̄▽ ̄///)

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