495: Chapter 18 Late Summer Frenzy (3)_2 495: Chapter 18 Late Summer Frenzy (3)_2 “Someone is attacking with X!!” “Retreat, retreat!!” “Damn, even getting smeared on the face, have they no shame?!”
The President and the intelligence troops had agilely dodged to the rear when the durian flew in, avoiding the most dangerous attacks.
Blood Coffee Pot Man, seeing the chaos, said moved, “Even though Cao Hong has turned into a shit man, he still steps forward to maintain order.
What will and determination!
What reason do we have to shy away?”
The bald strongman raised his hand and shouted, “President, let’s join him in battle!”
“Damn, even my sense of justice is ignited!
Cao Hong, the President is coming to help you!!”
Having said that, the President, with a coffee pot on his head and carrying two boxes of bombs, ran towards the center of the chaotic battle.
At that moment, Gongsun Ce and Qin An had just run in from the school gate and saw this chaotic scene from afar.
Holding his nose, Qin An couldn’t help but say with a mix of shock, “What on earth is going on?”
Gongsun Ce dodged a bunch of bananas and felt completely baffled, “Fruit fighting?
Who had this terrible idea?”
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“Qin Qianbai, use this!” Kardesia excitedly brought over a watermelon.
“Okay.”
With the skill of using hidden weapons, Qin Qianbai threw the watermelon, hitting a frenzied blocker squarely on the forehead.
The member, just transformed into a bone monster, was knocked unconscious by the fruit.
His teammate cried out in grief, “No!
Hu got smashed by a melon!!”
“If she has ammunition, we have some too!” A grenadier skilled in long-range attacks gritted his teeth and picked up four ears of corn, “Corn missiles, fire!!”
The four ears of corn, enhanced by a Superpower, soared out, but were stopped by a wall of fire and turned into roasted corn cobs in half a second.
Kardesia grabbed one and munched on it, mumbling unclearly, “Thanks for the supplies!”
The outdoor cafeteria had literally turned into a battlefield by then.
Arriving earlier, Qin Qianbai and Kardesia had taken the strategically tough-to-defend fruit section and launched continuous barrages with various fresh fruits and vegetables.
Members who came to support used plastic tables and cooking counters as cover and launched counterattacks with ready-made dishes, but to little effect.
Three guys from the Qin family hiding in a dark corner watched this intense battle with increasingly strange expressions.
“…Old Wu, what about us?”
The leader, the bald muscular Qin Wu, was conflicly for a while and said, “Children quarreling, best not to interfere…”
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Thunk!
Another watermelon exploded over the members’ heads, red juice splattering everywhere.
Martial Arts Faction members, wiping the watermelon juice off their faces, asked through gritted teeth, “Bring in the weapons?”
“Fuck your weapons!” the grenadier cursed, “Fighting this crappy war and you want to bring guns?
Have you no shame?”
“Then how do we fight?
The watermelon grenades are too powerful, we’re getting overwhelmed!” Martial Arts Faction members said in despair, covered in watermelon rind and feeling tearful.
Gritting his teeth, the grenadier made up his mind, “Bring me the stinky tofu and surströmming cans.”
The Martial Arts Faction gave a thumbs up, thinking that this guy was ruthless.
Hiding behind the cooking counter, members of the Mutual Assistance Association gave a sinister smile and collaborated to fetch cans of stinky tofu, fermented bean curd, and Morton claims members’ cherished surströmming cans.
The Martial Arts Faction held their noses and opened a can of stinky tofu first—the smell of fermented food in the high heat almost knocked their own guys over.
The Martial Arts Faction retched, “Ugh!
Let’s show them what real ammunition is!”
Three seconds later, a clump of stinky tofu mixed with fermented bean curd flew over, and Qin Qianbai quickly pulled Kardesia down to dodge this unusually vicious missile.
“Those over there, do you surrender?” the grenadier shouted, “If not, don’t blame us when we open up the cans and get nasty!”
Qin Qianbai burst out scolding, “How can you fight like this!”
The grenadier burst out laughing, “Who wrecked the place first, huh?!
If you know what’s good for you, you’d stop right here—”
Before he could finish his sentence, the combatants on both sides suddenly turned their heads.
The crowd of onlookers split apart swiftly, and a short figure with brown hair, covered in strange objects, and exuding an awful smell, charged forward crazily, shouting angrily, “I won’t let you go!!!”
Kardesia turned pale, screamed, “Is there even such a way to fight?
Your Mutual Assistance Association is too despicable!”
“No, what the fuck is this thing!!” the grenadier, startled, shuddered and tossed the stinky tofu he had just gripped right into the strange figure’s eyes, “Don’t come any closer!!”
The moment Cao Hong opened his mouth, a piece of stinky tofu hit him, and, already barely rational, he lost even more sanity.
His vision blurred as he roared and lunged forward.
Without a second thought, Qin Qianbai grabbed a newly-met friend and decisively said, “Retreat!”
At that moment, the blonde man who had been scared off by Cao Hong minutes earlier arrived nearby and just caught sight of the fleeing Qin Qianbai.
“You are…
the one from yesterday!”
The blonde man immediately recalled last evening’s unfortunate encounter: after having a lavish feast with the newbie, they wandered the streets and ran into a beautiful girl.
Thinking to strike up a conversation, even if unsuccessful, to at least make a friendly connection, but the woman fought back like a demon, and their whole group was knocked down!
In the ensuing chaos, the newbie had run away in fright and had not been found since.
A day later, upon seeing his nemesis again, the blonde man was so enraged that he fumed, “Big bro, found her!
That damned woman is at the venue!!”
In the shadowed corner of the playground, Budman tossed aside the bruised and swollen loser he was holding, grabbed the communicator, and shouted, “Keep a tight watch, don’t let her escape!”
After speaking, the blue-haired hulk hoisted the giant hammer onto his shoulder and bellowed, “John was right, did manage to bait some fish.
Bros, follow me!!”
“Ooh, ooh!”
Budman, leading a team of loyal subordinates, ran toward the center of the chaos.
They were originally at the edge of the playground but now headed toward the front of the school building, the quickest route being straight through the middle of the playground.
At this time, the playground was buzzing, cheers and applause echoing as two teams armed with various sports equipment pushed the basketball game into a climax without any restrictions.
The earlier scoring phase had passed, and the game had moved into the unexpected phase of the late game, with players from both sides pulling out all the stunts to knock the opposing team out!
Thud Thud!
A baseball bat hit the face of the second team’s captain.
Thud Thud!
A club knocked the deputy captain of the first team out of bounds.
The spectators, with thrilled smiles, cheered, “Beat him down!” “Hit the face!” “There’s blood, good!” “Nice shot!”
The captain of the first team, wielding the Meteor Hammer hidden in the prosthetic of his left hand, swept three opponents out of bounds in one go.
He raised the Meteor Hammer and roared, “Who else!!!”
“—Bros, follow me!!”
Suddenly, from the side of the playground, a powerful roar was heard, causing all spectators and players to turn their heads, only to see a team of black-clad individuals wielding various exotic weapons charging towards the field, led by a blue-haired beefcake carrying a tremendous hammer, clearly a seasoned professional player!
The experienced game host recognized the newcomers instantly.
Holding the microphone tightly, he shouted with a moving tone, “Students, what do we see!
The famous ‘Wing of Death’ Budman himself leading his team in our basketball game!!
This truly reflects the President’s purpose for this event, symbolizing our Mutual Assistance Association’s spirit of cooperation!!”
Budman was almost out of breath, cursed, “If you know what’s good—”
The host raised his hands and bellowed, “Let’s give a warm round of applause and welcome the Wing of Death team to the field!!”
The surrounding Superpower Users burst into cheers, and the players who had just finished a game also ran over waving their sports equipment.
Seeing this scene, Budman’s bald Ranger follower was stunned and asked, “Big bro, maybe we play a game before leaving?”
Budman’s look was as if he was about to swallow him whole, and the Ranger hastily added, “It could be good PR for the boss…”
Budman looked at the enthusiastic players and spectators ahead, then at his doubtful bunch of followers, and was so frustrated he nearly passed out, “They’re a fucking bunch of idiots!!”