Chapter 2216： Discipline

Pietro threatened the little black fat man with a hideous expression, and then made a gesture to Green that I would stare at you.

Seeing that the white green almost was scared to cry, Pietro nodded in satisfaction, then domineeringly glanced at a group of little boys, and said in a deep voice, "Many of you can't make it to graduation day."

Seeing the children's nervousness, Pitro said loudly: "Your only problem is that it is not hard enough. We only need hard bones here..."

"Take your hands away."

Pitro struck **** the little black fat Gerald's nowhere to put his hands, causing a group of children to put their hands behind him in horror.

Holding the chin of a little boy with his head down, he raised his head. Pietro said loudly, "Hold your head up, don't hold your head down, and don't make yourself look scared. Monsters won't let you go because you are scared. .

They all looked up at me. I was the instructor of your first class. You should know my name. What is my name? "

Several bought "security guards" stomped their feet vigorously with their hands behind their backs, shouting loudly: "Pitro, quick silver Pitro!"

A group of children were almost instinctively learning, shouting loudly in a tender voice: "Pitro, quick silver Pitro!"

Pietro nodded with great satisfaction. He patted this body like a **** while patrolling, and kicked the leg and shouted: "Take your abdomen, stand upright, I was not interested in teaching you, you rookies. Not much better than a fool.

But we all came from fools, so I decided to teach you a real way to survive, so that you..."

When Pietro was talking, the little black fat man seemed to think of something particularly funny, and suddenly let out a chuckle.

Pietro walked over angrily, bent over and pressed his head against Fatty Black's forehead, and asked fiercely: "I made you laugh? I look funny?"

The little black fat man pressed the corners of his mouth hard and said, "I'm sorry, I..."

"NO! Shut your stinky mouth!"

Pietro stretched out his fingers and pressed Gerrard's forehead vigorously, and said loudly, "From now on, the last word at the beginning and end of every sentence of yours must be ‘Sir’.

Did you understand? "

Speaking, Pietro looked at the **** fat guy who was bewildered by the staring eyes, pressed his head hard, and then grabbed his collar while pulling it out, and said loudly, "Do you understand?"

Gerrard yelled in panic: "Sir, yes, sir!"

Pietro grinned and grabbed Gerrard out, pointed to the outside of the court, and said, "Did you see there? Run around the court, you **** little fat guy, don't you want to join the Hungry Wolves team? Just let me see how many laps you can do."

Speaking, Pietro pushed him hard and shouted: "GO, GO, run until you can't run, this is a reward for your love of laughter.

William, get up and follow this little guy to let him know what kind of guy the Hungry Wolves needs. "

Annoyed that William, who was acting as a security guard and pretending to be dead, for twenty yuan, he jumped from the ground and kicked the little fat man's **** as if he vented. Then he followed him with a grim expression, and yelled loudly while running Said: "Run, Forrest, run, run less than ten laps, you never have a chance to join the Hungry Wolves team in your life!"

Watching the little black fat man screaming and rushing to the runway, Pietro looked back at a group of quiet little boys, and said fiercely: "If you think I'm too harsh, if you think it's particularly unfair, if you miss your mother Up...

They are there!

You can get out of there anytime, because we just need to be tough here...

I assure you that the soft egg can't survive for twelve years here!

Do you understand? "

A group of children subconsciously learned from the little fat man just now, and shouted: "Sir, yes, sir!"

Pietro looked at a group of cooperating little boys. He was in a good mood. He was about to announce that he would accept them as a member of the Tomahawk School. An electric bullet that fell from the sky hit his ass...

A group of graduates in the stands watched several Winter Soldiers hit with a rope net and tried to escape Pietro, who had resisted the electric shock. They clapped and celebrated. A tall black buddy of the team was clutching his ass. , Crying miserably for Pitro: "Oh, my ass..."

Byrne helplessly covered his eyes and watched his unlucky son being dragged out like a dead dog. When he was about to go up and say a few words to comfort them, Mindy suddenly ran over and pulled him. Yelled: "Born, go and see, Pietro suddenly foamed up, he seems to be electrocuted..."

Upon hearing this, Byrne ran over nervously, picking up the frothy Pietro and ran towards the infirmary.

Richard saw that Byrne was walking away, he put away the can of effervescent tablets in his hand and nodded to Nick.

Nick, in school uniform, tidyed up his appearance, gave a soft cough, walked out of the horrified group of parents, and said, "Don't worry, we have a strict teaching system here. Anyone who makes trouble here There is a price to pay.

The one just now is a typical aspect. As long as your children don't make trouble, they are safe! "

A white parent with a square face looked at Nick curiously and said, "Who are you?"

Nick stretched out his hands with a smile and said, "My name is Nick, Nick Custer. I am the savior of your children and their future boss."

Speaking, Nick turned and walked to the little children who were stunned on the spot, put away the smile on his face, shook his fingers, and said, "I personally sent you your school uniforms. You should all know me.

Welcome to the Tomahawk School, I only have one rule...

That is to study hard, not to escape!

If you don't do it well, I will break your neck with my hands!

That fool just now is your role model..."

Looking at the faces of a bunch of children with inexplicable fear, Nick smiled and said, "Do you understand?"

"Sir, yes, sir!"

Nick took a breath of enjoyment and smiled and said, "Welcome to Tomahawk School!"

As soon as Nick’s voice fell, Harry fell from the sky in a steel suit and shocked the audience with a superhero. Then the little brother lifted his visor and screamed: "Nick’s Tomahawk School. !"

The graduates in the stands chanted "Huha" with fun, so that the little boys could appreciate the joining ceremony with the characteristics of Hell's Kitchen.

Nick waved his hand with great satisfaction, and said to the group of little babies, "Go ahead, now we are here, go out along the passage, there is a welcome ceremony for you..."

"Sir, yes, sir!"

Watching these little boys walking out of the stadium lined up, Nick looked at Harry and said, "Did they all be recorded just now?"

Little Harry nodded and just wanted to talk, Little Ginny rushed out of the player's tunnel and shouted, "Nick, run away, Bourne is angry!"

Nick stared at Bourne as he rushed out of the player tunnel with an electric shock device. He turned around in horror and fled.

When passing a safety exit, an electric shock device stuck out from behind the door and hit his ass.

With a sound of "Zila", Nick wailed, clutching his **** and fell to the ground.

Looking at Frank coming out of the door, Nick said sadly: "Man, can't you let me be prestigious for a while? I'm your son!"

Frank shook his head wearily, and said, "It's better to fall into my hands than to be caught by Berne.

Go to the confinement room to sleep, and if possible, bring your brother. "

Little Ginny was dragging Bourne's thigh for tens of meters. Seeing Nick knocked to the ground, the little girl gave a sympathetic "Oh", then jumped up and turned and ran, yelling as she ran: "Nick, I will save you..."

Nick heard it and shouted loudly: "Don't come to rescue me, go and hold Wanda, don't let her go to the confinement room to deliver food..."

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It's been a whole week!

The crutch was tossed to death by neurotic tinnitus, and every day I went to bed, I felt that there was an engine running near my ears.

I had insomnia for a whole week, but I got a little better yesterday, and I got permission to reuse my computer and mobile phone.

The doctor said that there is no cure for this problem, only self-regulation is useful.

To be honest, UU reading , I have only been in this business for less than three years, but the number of visits to the hospital is more than I have in the past ten years combined, and many unimaginable problems have appeared.

Now I need to exercise for a long time at night, and I am exhausted to forget my tinnitus and go to sleep.

Now I can only code words during the day, and the update time is around 3 in the afternoon. When it is quiet at night, it is a torture for me.

It's not easy!

If this can correct my work and rest time, it would also be considered as a silly one...

I can only comfort myself like this!

Fortunately, the final outline has been drawn up, and I will not lose the chain later.

Thank you for your continued support...

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