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Scum Experiences Troubles (II)

author:Bearfish toot

Scum is 8 years old, and after dinner with a group of small scum in the yard play slingshot.

With a scream, the scum found a round, shiny, perfectly suitable stone.

In order to show muscles, show skills, show superiority, the scum held a bow in both hands, suddenly raised his sleeve to wipe a handful of snot, inhaled a long breath, exerted the strength to suckle, and shot the perfect stone into the sky...

So high, so high...

The scum was proud that he had never played such a perfect slingshot, and had never been so immersed in his most difficult slingshot.

The other scum stared at the small stones without blinking and disappeared into the sky, their eyes full of envy and jealousy and hatred for the scum!

The scum is so cool in their hearts! Not afraid that others would not be able to see the marbles he had fired, he made a ghostly fan step, pointed to the sky in the distance, and shouted in the bottom of the breath: "That, there, there... Falling down... Fall down..."

Suddenly, a scream...

The other little scum hadn't reacted to what had happened yet.

Only to see the scum holding the door of the brain with both hands, falling to the ground, and howling like a slaughtered pig in his mouth...

It turned out that the scumbag ghost fans danced too well, stared too accurately, and the stone fell right in the middle of the brain...

The bag was bright red, as big as an egg, and it took a whole week to disappear!

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