Chapter 2384

"Keep running! It's only a few steps! Now get down? Oh, the Virgin Mary is on the ground. I declare you innocent. Get up quickly, child. Don't do such a big ceremony..."

The boy looked at most a year or two older than little TIA, but his mouth was much sharper than TIA. On weekdays, he listened to the mantra of the old nun who came to give lectures. At this time, he also learned and used it flexibly.

At this time, the voice he just shouted finally played its due effect - about three or four boys the same size as him had followed the sound, and it seemed that more children were disturbed in the distance.

It has to be said that the children who came in a hurry may not be just bullies. In fact, many of them have been bullied. Just when someone takes the lead in bullying others like now, those children who are not strong enough are lucky enough to ensure that they are not involved together. Who is willing to run and stand with little TIA?

If there were such brave people, the hidden atmosphere of the whole orphanage would not always be the same.

After all, on the face of it, the administrator of the church on the side of the orphanage will certainly not openly support this bad order - even the administrator himself is not ignorant of the private behavior of these children.

In fact, little TIA is not stupid. Even if she didn't think of these principles at the beginning, she has made it clear with all kinds of pain in her body over the years.

She knew that no one would help her when she was bullied. Even if you go to the priest nun or the priest in charge to complain, the other party may not be in charge, but afterwards you will be bullied worse.

As for the existence of the "most powerful" in the orphanage, the president and vice president have few opportunities to see each other.

Of course, TIA is not too smart, because she can't think of more ways.

At this moment, little TIA, who was kicked to the ground, only felt the burning pain in her knees and palms. She should have broken her knees subconsciously just now.

However, compared with the pain she was used to, what might happen next made her more confused and afraid.

Yes, she has noticed.

In fact, the boy who chased him over and kicked himself down was good. At least the guy didn't have much mind. When bullying people, he often only knew how to kick indiscriminately. If you are lucky, your clothes will be soiled and there will be a few more bruises on your body.

However, among those who were attracted by this guy's cry after that, there was a guy who made her feel very afraid!

"Hey? Isn't this our little lady Miss prince? Last week I saw you in the canteen with a copy of Trinity. That's great! You know, we 'useless guys' can't even recognize the words in it!"

coming! coming! That's the guy! This exaggerated fat Johnny is the one TIA fears most!

In fact, the boy named Johnny is sixteen years old this year. Because they are strong and have a long age in the hospital, they are one of the most famous bullies in their current group of orphans.

It is reasonable to say that such a "eldest" child head will rarely have direct contact with the weakest person at the bottom, such as TIA. Because most of the children have a good face, bullying people often has to be divided into four, five, six, etc. the leaders hardly pull down their face and do it themselves.

Obviously, the few leaders in the yard did that... Except this Johnny!

The fat man seems to have a natural preference for bullying the weak, and he never talks about face. As soon as he is interested, he can even play with a poor mouse full of evil fun for half a day.

But what's more important is that although he is big and thick, his neck is short, but his brain is also very useful. He often uses that obviously crooked little intelligence in the process of bullying people - he can think of and use all kinds of bullying methods that torture people's spirit and will, and even the use of cold violence.

In the face of this demon who seemed to be born to bully the weak, little TIA was only glad that the orphanage was at least limited by rules on the surface. Otherwise, she didn't know how many more terrible things the other party could do.

As for now... Little TIA didn't know what else she could do except curl up with her head in her arms and wait for the bell to ring.

"Huh?"

It was at this moment that TIA, who had just wanted to protect her head and ribs with her hands, suddenly found that after the previous run and fall, the smooth stick was still tightly held in her hand.

"Hey! Talk! My miss prince, mute?" said fat Johnny, putting the tip of his shoe under TIA's rib before she could protect it, laughing.

"Yes!" the boy who kicked down TIA saw it and echoed, "why don't you hold your head?"

As he spoke, he raised his foot to kick TIA's head, but unexpectedly, the other foot stretched out from the side and swept his leg aside.

"What's the matter? Kick your head? Do you have a brain?"

Johnny glanced at him angrily, as if he were protecting his beloved toy. One side, the boy saw that it was Johnny, so he quickly put away the unhappiness that had just appeared on his face, and didn't dare to say anything more.

But in the next moment, Johnny, who had just blocked the kick for little TIA, leaned down personally, pulled little TIA's messy ponytail, picked her up, and his other hand suddenly twisted on her arm.

"Ah!"

If you're not sure where to kick, it won't hurt too much, but it's unusual to pinch people and twist people. The fat man may have learned from watching girls fight. When he used it, he not only had no psychological obstacles, but also chose a place that was absolutely invisible across his clothes.

Little TIA felt a sharp pain on her arm, and the stick in her hand, which had been subconsciously holding the present stick, finally fell to the ground.

The stick rolled.