Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Xu Song was stunned and terrified when he saw the Gatling gun pointed at his forehead.

Gatling gun!?

You pulled this out of the hand of such a tiny Doraemon?!

Is this even nuclear-related?

Even Newton would have to climb out of his coffin if he saw this!

"You audacious cat, how dare you point a gun at my brother Song! Let him go!"

Upon seeing this, the other two boys who were with the group immediately shouted at the robot cat.

Upon hearing this, Doraemon glanced at the two boys, said nothing more, and silently pulled out a rocket launcher from his pocket, slung it over his shoulder, and aimed it at them.

"???"

The two boys were so frightened that they froze on the spot, their faces turning deathly pale.

Although they were both master martial artists, being hit by a rocket launcher at such close range would still turn them to ashes.

"Get out of here, both of you."

Doraemon looked at the two boys without a trace of emotion and gave the order.

"Okay, okay."

Upon hearing this, the two boys didn't dare utter a word and hurriedly left the dormitory without saying a word.

Xu Song shook his head helplessly. He had been a bit careless this time and hadn't dodged.

With that thought in mind, he prepared to turn around and leave the dormitory.

"Stop right there! Did I say you could move?!"

Just then, Doraemon's cold voice rang out again, and he pressed the Gatling gun barrel against Xu Song's forehead.

The cold touch of the gun barrel sent shivers down Xu Song's spine, leaving him stunned and frozen in place.

"No, I can't even leave now?"

"No way!" Doraemon sneered. "Do you think this is a public toilet where you can just come and go as you please?"

"If you want to leave, kneel down and sing 'Conquer' for this cat first."

Xu Song: ? ? ?

"No, then why can't they just leave without doing anything?"

Doraemon smacked Xu Song on the head with the muzzle of his gun, cursing as he said:

"What the hell are you, asking a million questions? Why are you spouting so much nonsense? I just don't like you, so what? You're not happy about it?"

"What the hell!"

Xu Song was so angry he felt like his chest was about to explode. "You're a robot, yet you apply double standards?!"

Xu Song's temper flared up instantly. As the top student in his second year, a prodigy, he had never been treated like this before.

"Fuck you, I'm not having it! Go ahead and shoot me if you dare!"

"boom!"

Before Xu Song could finish speaking, a burst of fire suddenly shot out from the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him. The bullet grazed his ear and made a small hole in the wall behind him.

Xu Song: “…”

Feeling the burning sensation in his ears, Xu Song, who was originally furious, suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His hair stood on end, and without saying a word, he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

That damn cat is ruthless; it's really brave enough to fire a gun. You have to admire it!

"Brother Cat, I was wrong, please calm down!"

Xu Song hurriedly begged for mercy, his previous arrogance completely gone.

Doraemon, perched high above Xu Song, pointed a gun at his forehead and coldly snorted:

"Sing!"

With a gun pointed at his head, Xu Song dared not speak out in anger, his fists clenching tightly.

Although he was extremely unwilling, his life was now in the other party's hands, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and sing:

"Just like that, I've been conquered by you..."

A slightly melancholic song began to echo in the living room. Xu Song knelt down in front of Doraemon and began to sing.

The comical scene before them made the two boys watching from outside the door unable to suppress their laughter.

Who would have thought that Song Ge, who is so successful in public, would be outmaneuvered by a tiny Doraemon? If this gets out, people will laugh their heads off.

Thinking to himself, one of the boys secretly took out his phone and started recording the scene in front of him.

Upon seeing this, the boy next to her frowned and asked:

Why are you recording?

"You're crazy! This is such a great opportunity. We can live off his secret for the rest of our lives."

"Oh? That makes sense! We definitely should record it."

徐松：(?6?5?2?6?2?6)

Can you two keep it all down when you're plotting something bad? I can hear you every single minute!

The commotion in the living room finally disturbed Qin Yu and Zhang Xiaoming, who were studying in their bedroom.

Qin Yu walked out of the bedroom, and was taken aback at the comical scene in the living room. Then he burst into laughter, clapping his hands as he walked over and said:

"Oh my, isn't this me, Young Master Xu? What kind of look is this today? It's quite unique."

Upon seeing this, Xu Song felt a burning pain on his face and wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Originally, I came here today to challenge this kid to a duel and show off, but now look what happened, the late emperor passed away before he could even finish showing off.

"Qin Yu, you better make this robot cat release me right now!"

Qin Yu picked his nose dismissively and said, "I won't let go, what can you do about it?"

"you!"

Xu Song clenched his fists suddenly, choking and unable to speak.

To be honest, he really didn't have any other options.

Xu Songqiang suppressed his anger, looked up at Qin Yu, and said coldly:

"My brother asked me to tell you something: tomorrow at 5 PM, Arena 7, I won't beat you up!"

"Abusing me?"

Qin Yu, as if he had heard the funniest joke, squatted down, patted Xu Song's cheek, and revealed a sinister smile:

"Are you sure you're abusing me? You'd better rephrase your words."

Looking at Qin Yu's cruel smile, Xu Song couldn't help but recall the scene of being brutally beaten by him, and a chill ran down his spine. His voice trembled as he said:

"I... I was just repeating my brother's exact words."

"Oh. So, who do you think is torturing whom, me or your brother?"

"Uh, fifty-fifty-fifty?"

"Ok?"

A cold glint flashed in Qin Yu's eyes: "Are you sure it's a 50/50 chance?"

"Ah, no, no, my brother is definitely no match for you."

"Hmm, you've got some good taste, kid. Get lost."

Qin Yu nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Zhang Xiaoming beside him and gave him a look.

Zhang Xiaoming nodded, indicating that Doraemon could release Xu Song.

Xu Song, relieved to have regained his freedom, quickly stood up.

He looked at Qin Yu in front of him. Although he still wanted to say something harsh, he thought of the robot cat holding the Gatling gun next to him and swallowed back the harsh words that were about to come out of his mouth. He then called his two other underlings and left in a hurry.

Watching Xu Song and the other two hurriedly leave, Zhang Xiaoming smiled and looked at Doraemon, instructing him:

"Little A, remember this: from now on, if you see these guys, don't hold back. Just shoot them."

"Okay, boss." Doraemon gave an OK sign.

Just then, Lin Qingxue walked out of another bedroom with a solemn expression.

"You two come with me quickly, Xiaoling got into a fight with someone at the training ground and got surrounded."

"What!?" Qin Yu's eyebrows suddenly shot up: "Who is so bold as to bully my people?"

"It's the third-ranked club in the school—Black Rose!"