My Granddaughter Was Bullied, so I Asked My Old Anti-Japanese Comrades to Carry Guns and Go to School.

When I went to hold a parent-teacher conference for my granddaughter, the school bully at the back table thought I smelled like an old man. He laughed at me and beat my granddaughter without telling her. He even asked my granddaughter to wait after school. The school bully wanted to sleep with my granddaughter today. I quickly tried to persuade him, but the school bully and a few gangsters knocked me to the ground. "This old man is lucky to have your granddaughter sleep with me." I had no choice but to go to the school leader, but the school leader was the father of the school bully. Go to the police, and the policeman is the uncle of the school bully. In desperation, I made a phone call to the soldier I once led, who is now the head of the military region. But then, I received the news that my granddaughter was about to be dragged away by the bully at school. I couldn't wait any longer, so I dug out the spears and grenades that I had fought alongside, and summoned my 100-year-old comrades from the Anti-Japanese War. "If you don't give me an explanation, then I will treat the school bully as a devil!"