Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 978 Youth Problems (Second)
"So you locked your sister in the manor?" Joan raised her head, her skin that had been wiped with sunscreen reflected the oily light, and she closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling of the warm sun shining on her body. "You use the manor as a drug rehabilitation center?"

"Yes, I asked her for a month-long vacation. In order to prevent her from getting into more trouble, it is very necessary to let her quit soft drugs." Salomon also closed his eyes, drowsy He said, "What's more, the environment in the manor is much better than that of a white-collar prison—the kind of prison for economic criminals who can grow organic vegetables and learn weaving skills. There are several bears, some sheep, and one with a fruit knife in its mouth." There's no better place in the world for cats trying to commit murder and a horse trying to eat up the lawn. I don't want her to turn her life into a piece of shit when she gets old. To have to go to a nursing home and gather partners to plan a robbery, that's too sad."

"Beunita is taking care of her." Jeanne still didn't open her eyes.She was wearing a very revealing sheer white bikini and was trying hard to get a tan.However, no matter how strong the sunlight is, her skin is still white and shiny, almost transparent under the sunlight, like a piece of white jade. "It was a novel experience for her. She always said that she wanted to learn how to deal with rebellious teenagers so that she could prepare for the future."

"Let me out!" Little Lorna clenched her fists and slammed on the door, "I don't want to drink organic milk!"

"But you have to drink the medicine, girl." Beunita said slowly, leaning on the door frame.A gold-edged silk yukata with a black background embroidered with intricate patterns of flowers and cranes was loosely draped over her body. The witch's beautiful shoulders were exposed to the air, but they were also covered by her randomly tied black hair.She smelled of sun and sunscreen all over her body, but unfortunately, Bayonetta still failed to show her bikini tan.She held a long pipe in her hand.The pipe is filled with alchemy ointment, and the jumping flames are suspended above the pipe.

"Drink it, and I'll let you take a sip," she said, "When you taste the alchemy ointment, you won't want those soft drugs."

"I'm not a fucking drug addict!"

"Pay attention to the language." Bayonetta knocked on the door with a pipe, "Take the medicine, and then your work for today will be done."

"I don't want to step on the sewing machine, this is not a prison!" Little Lorna wrinkled her nose and said, "I'd rather have sex with my brother than do this kind of prison work!"

"Girl, if you want to piss me off, this kind of trick is too old-fashioned."

"Really? Then wait until I climb into his bed in the middle of the night and you can say that again! Anyway, there is no better man in this world than him. The boys in school are all idiots, so I can only choose him!"

"I believe Bayonetta will get along well with little Lorna." Salomon stretched his waist with a satisfied expression.When he asked the principal of the private school to take a long vacation for little Lorna, the other party happily agreed, and Salomon didn't even have time to tell the whole story he had prepared. He wondered if it was true Little Lorna's reputation in school was not very good.He also tried to get little Lorna's past report card-but the idiot principal said that all children's grades are now kept confidential.And there are no specific points, only grades, which is to avoid hurting their self-esteem and to protect those minority children.

This is simply the stupidest thing Salomon has heard this year.

In New York, a place where political correctness prevails, many people think that this kind of behavior is respect, but it is actually a deeper level of discrimination.Before the Civil War, a pseudoscience called phrenology was prevalent in the South of the United States. Many people believed that blacks had three small depressions in their skulls, which they believed to be evidence that blacks had lower IQs than whites.All kinds of scholarships in American universities now—diversity scholarships, LGBTQIAPK scholarships, etc., are all discriminatory in the name of attaching importance to them—the city government does not care about the basic education construction of the black community, but tries to make the original Black people with lower scores are carried up to sit in the same classroom as those who study hard; or by reducing police funding so that the police do not catch so many black criminals (blacks contribute 50.00% of all crimes in the United States), and Accusing the police of violent law enforcement when dealing with black criminals, etc., reflects fairness to minorities in a way that is unfair to others.

This is fucking stupid, even those red-neck truck drivers with rust belts have a more normal way of thinking than the White Left Virgin. Several of Salomon's normal friends are truck drivers, although their income is not as high as that of urban white-collar workers, Bad taste, low intelligence, believe in all kinds of conspiracy theories, but at least they don't say nonsense about minorities, the environment, and women's rights while drinking, and try to put everyone in hostile location.

Although most of the media portrayed this group of people as white garbage and racists, they were a minority after all, and the number was not as large as that of black criminals.Salomon didn’t realize this when he got along with his ordinary friends—it’s true that the nicknames they gave others were ugly, but as long as they were blue-collar workers from the same class as them, the truck drivers Salomon knew will be treated normally.

They even vote Democrat.

On the contrary, those media who are full of "anti-racism" are the most racist people. They think that people other than whites are sub-humans, and they don't even dare to speak their minds.

It is really very difficult to find a normal person in the United States now, as if the world is sorry for him.

"Would you like some more sunscreen?"

"Of course. Help me untie the tie, I'm too lazy to do it myself." Joan turned over on the couch, "Where else did you go that night?"

"what?"

"The night you caught Lorna," she said, "I remember you called the manor after you caught the drug dealer, but you didn't come back for hours."

"I took little Lorna first to eat Chicago's baptism beef. The snack cart I ate for many years is still there. Then I took her to the Avengers base." Salomon put the cold sunscreen Squeeze onto hands, then rub hands together to spread.He waved his finger, and the bikini tie on Joan's back undid by himself.The white-haired witch needed sunscreen all over her body, so Salomon had to get another bottle. "If I hadn't let little Lorna get Captain America's autograph, she wouldn't have been so easily tricked by me. She also sent a tweet with a photo with Captain America. I can imagine how popular she will be in the school in the future gone."

When the sunscreen was applied to the skin, Joan did not feel the cold feeling.I have to say that Salomon is quite considerate in some details. "Why are you going to the Avengers base, don't you hate that place?" she asked, "Do you want to find your female spy lover?"

"I just want to talk to Steve Rogers about something." Salomon shook his head, "I value him a lot, you know. He does have various shortcomings. He is just a mortal after all, but his His character is indeed very noble. He has the courage to sacrifice. I have been persuading him to change the object of allegiance for so many years, and now it has begun to bear fruit. He now understands that he should fight for mankind and the future of mankind. Hey, Bayonetta , how are you getting along with little Lorna? Did she drink the potion?"

"No!" Bayonetta unbuttoned her bathrobe, letting the expensive silk fall on the lawn.She lay in her previous position as if relieved, "Give me some sunscreen, I need to get a good night's sleep. Huh... Teenagers are really hard to deal with, and we are still talking about whether female high school students need to maintain their virginity." There's a debate coming up. I can't imagine how we're going to raise our daughters in the future."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)