no sister

Chapter 17

Lao Huang once gave me a nickname, called "sissy gun", which means sissy.

In the words of Lao Huang, I have been staying in the textile factory for a long time, and most of the textile factories are female workers. There is too much yin, so my personality is relatively motherly!

Damn, this guy doesn't understand women's flexibility and strength at all.In terms of endurance, men are less than one-tenth of women!

Forbearance is one of my life philosophies.

Looking back at the bar, the atmosphere is tense at this moment, and a fight may occur at any time.

But obviously, with one-on-two, I have absolutely no chance of winning.Besides, besides a man with a scar, the other party is a bald man.

No matter how you look at these two men, they are not good things.It must be something that kills without blinking an eye.

"Hey, little bastard, I have a limit to my patience, immediately follow me... Get lost!"

Little bastard?I hate that title the most in my life.

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After being abandoned by my parents, many people began to doubt my origin.

I don't look bad and my body is healthy, so why was I abandoned by my parents?

Is it because of poverty?Judging from the current living conditions, it is not too poor to throw away the child!

Therefore, many people think that there is only one truth - I am a bastard.

Only wild species will be abandoned by their parents!This is their conclusion.

I was trembling all over, no one is allowed to call me a "little bastard" except Sister Rose!

Even the Heavenly King and Lao Tzu would not allow it!

My eyes were sour for a while, and my eyes were red, and the anger had already burned from the bottom of my heart.

"Bastard...how dare you call him a bastard?"

Sister Rose let out a coquettish voice, and splashed a glass of wine on the scarred man's face.

The man with the scar was taken aback, wiped the wine off his face with his hand, and reached out to slap Sister Rose.

Damn, dare to hit Sister Rose!He wants to rebel?I|fuck|his ancestors.

A rush of blood rushed to my brain.I reached out to pick up a beer bottle and slammed it at the scarred man's forehead.

The man with the scar instinctively blocked it with both hands, and the beer bottle hit his strong arm and turned into pieces.

Blood flowed down the scarred man's hand.

At this time, the bald man got up in a hurry, and I thought he would definitely help the scarred man.So I used my stalwart body to stand in front of Sister Rose, ready to fight at any time.

But what was unexpected was that the bald man quickly... ran away.

Damn, is my aura so awesome?

The man with the scar saw that his brother had run away, and he also fainted. He sighed and said:

"Little brother, you have something to say! Now is a harmonious society, we are all pacifists, why do we have to use violence to solve the problem? Don't you think so?"

After the man with the scar finished speaking, he toasted me with a glass of apology wine, and left quickly.

I don't understand, what's wrong with this world?Aren't bald heads and scars a symbol of violence?

Sister Rose supported her belly and laughed loudly: "Little Tangtang, I didn't expect you to be quite masculine, come on, give me a thumbs up!"

Saying that, Sister Rose hugged my head and kissed me on the cheek.

Wow, sweet and fragrant, I'm a little drunk...

Damn, is this the legendary sweet kiss?Could this be the legendary hero saving the beauty?

I'm so awesome, wow ha ha ha ha...

Leaving the bar, I was going to use the electric car to go home with sister Rose, but unexpectedly there was a sudden noise on the street.

I took a closer look, no good!The bald-headed man and the scarred man led the three men and rushed towards us with eyes on eyes.

Damn, the bald man ran away, so he went to call for someone.

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