Catch Si Tong''s sickle of death, and the boy under the pressure can''t breathe. Before he reacts, he should talk to Si Tong and whisper:


    "It only weighs 500 Jin..."


    Yang Zijun''s face changed.


    Si Tong shaved her hair into a typical Mediterranean Wei Qi with a sickle of death. She only felt her scalp chilly. She listened to people around laughing at herself. There was no mirror around to take a look at her.


    After hearing Si Tong''s words, her eyes almost stared out: "five..."


    "I''m a mother! It''s 500 Jin! I thought it was 50 Jin! Move this thing quickly..."


    The boy who was held down by the giant sickle immediately realized it and cried for help.


    His stomach was crushed by the one meter eight long handle of the giant sickle. The boy was slightly fat. He tried to shrink his stomach and regretted that he wanted the giant sickle from Si Tong. His regretful intestines were green.


    Too, can be, afraid, too!


    It is worthy of being the classmate Si Tong who can call the bald teacher angrily!


    "She... She..." Wei Qi was stunned. She grabbed her boyfriend''s hand and looked at Si Tong with a frightening look.


    She can lift a huge sickle weighing 500 kilograms directly!


    Where does this giant sickle like the sickle of death come from!


    Si Tong, who is it!


    Several male students in the class worked together to carry the giant sickle on the boy''s stomach. As a result, they tried their best to feed one by one and couldn''t move the giant sickle.


    People really see it.


    Five hundred pounds! It really weighs 500 Jin!


    "What''s the matter with everyone?" Lan Linlin heard the sound and saw that the students were pestling here and didn''t start to help the farmer uncle harvest this large rice field, so she asked and walked over.


    Seeing the head teacher coming, several boys and girls in the class began to explain to LAN Linlin the strange things that had just happened to Si Tong: "quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack


    "That''s it! Then... Yes! And then, unexpectedly!... "


    Listen to the students explain it again.


    LAN Linlin gets Si Tong''s help and breaks away from the killer organization. Similarly, she is asked to help Si Tong on a daily basis.


    Seeing that the students were suspicious, she knew that there were two brushes in the road, so she quickly made a noise and pretended to say to Si Tong:


    "Si Tong, how can you bring the giant sickle here! Students, the giant sickle was borrowed by the teacher. What I intended to show you was a giant sickle made by a famous craftsman in country y combined with mythical characters.


    "Si Tong, you said that you are really strong. Before you came to Yinglan to study, you boarded the newspaper because you threw the shot put 500 meters away. Don''t pick up the giant sickle and go with the teacher!"


    LAN Linlin is mixed up. She does have two brushes. After a while, she made up a story and explained everything just now.


    "Hum!" Wei Qi and Yang Zijun heard this, and Wei Qi snorted angrily.


    Cooperate with Yang Zijun and Wu Zhiyue to leave.


    It must be that when Wei Qi sees herself in the mirror, she will faint directly.


    The standard bald head and Mediterranean presented by hell are more authentic than the bald teacher!


    Knowing that Lan Linlin explained for herself, Si Tong didn''t speak all the way.


    On the way, she came forward, bent down, picked up the huge sickle on the boy, and walked with LAN Linlin to the school bus.


    Next to the school bus.


    There is no one nearby.


    "How did you get this thing out?" Lan Linlin asked Si Tong curiously and funny.


    She thinks Si Tong is really a fan.


    Si Tong was silent. LAN Linlin smiled: "hide your things. If I can find the stone fragments again next time, I''ll tell you right away."


    Then LAN Linlin wanted to go. Si Tong said, "there''s one left."


    LAN Linlin was stunned and didn''t react.


    Si Tong was indifferent again: "there is still one piece of what I want."


    "So you mean..." Lan Linlin is very smart and understands it right away.


    "Handle the suspension procedures for me." Si Tong said softly.


    The last piece of Sansheng stone is not necessarily in Zezhou city.