"Where is this? A classic car? A rickshaw? What's going on with this retro outfit? Why am I here, my God!!!"
Comrade Li Zhi stood on the street in the 1900s with a confused look on his face. He was obviously taking advantage of the examination class to catch up on his sleep, but how did he end up in this damn place? There was a commotion of voices, "Shen Tingbai, wasn't he very powerful before?" "Hit him" and "Hit him" really mean that bullying happens at any time. As an excellent military academy cadet, how could he sit idly by and ignore it? The little carrots looked at the strange elder sister and said, "Who are you? You are wearing weird clothes. Don't meddle in other people's business." "Hey, you little brats, didn't your family tell you that children can't fight?" "If you keep nagging me, I'll fight you too." Li Zhi thought that these little brats couldn't be scared. They didn't know how to be afraid if they didn't move. He picked up a stick as thick as an arm from the side and broke it at the waist. He said to the little kids, "Sister, I'm not scaring you. Get out of here. I will protect this person from now on. If you bully him, this stick will be your fate." Children are children. They were so scared that they ran away in groups. The small figure surrounded in the corner appeared in front of Li Zhili. The boy's face was a little dirty, but he could still see that his skin was very white, his long eyelashes were slightly curled, and he had big shining eyes.
Purpose: To protect and be protected
