The chubby little Zhang Yiming closed his eyes and, like a raging bull, flailed his chubby little hands wildly, poking and loudly shouting:
"Yes! We're really tough! If you guys don't leave, I'll, I'll call the teacher!"
Jian Chenglang and Jian Yi both had some skills and wouldn't bother with a bunch of kids, so they backed off a few steps.
Frowning slightly, he hadn't had a chance to speak.
Then he saw Little Lu Li over there with hands on her hips, her fair little face chubby and tender, speaking earnestly to Qin Xiyin in a childish voice:
"Xi Yan, these people are bad guys, you shouldn't go with them! Otherwise, they'll sell you for candy! By then, your mom and dad won't find you, and they'll cry themselves to death."
Jian Yi: "..."
Jian Chenglang: "..."
Qin Xiyin frowned, shaking his head frantically, the more anxious he got, the harder it was to speak: "No, it's not..."
