Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Holding the girl was a big black man. Zhao Jianhui was half a head short in front of her. This guy is like black charcoal all over. Only his eyes and teeth are white. He has a chubby, round face. He looks like a black, simple and honest boy.

Who knows, this guy annoyed Zhao Jianhui as soon as he spoke.

"Aunt? I like people like you. Fifty yuan is OK. If you wrap up the night, add two hundred... "This dog day sprayed dung as soon as he opened his mouth, and learned a part of Chinese humor. However, just after learning from Lao Tzu, he took it and used it on his aunt. The standard must be an ungrateful bad thing.

Zhao Jianhui stared: "you're the fucking 250. How can you talk?" In a hurry, the big black man remembered who his ancestors were. With one mouth, he spit out a few foreign words that Han Qiyun and Cao Zhenqing and others don't understand: "why do you swear when you open your mouth? You're really an ill bred old man."

Zhao Jianhui frowned, sneered, and said in the same language as him: "if you want to be respected by others, first of all, you should learn to respect others. Is your behavior still a gentleman?"

"Can you understand what I'm talking about?" The black man asked in a little surprise.

This time, Zhao Jianhui changed to Chinese again and looked at him with a sneer: "you are such an idiot." The black man was a little embarrassed. He scolded others in his mother tongue. They immediately scolded them in their own words. He also asked them if they could understand what they said. Isn't this an idiot? What is it?

The white man with blond hair beside him seemed to know that he had suffered a loss in language, so he shook his head and whispered, "sly yellow monkeys.".

Zhao Jianhui sneered at him: "that's better than the black ones sold to America."

At this moment, the white man and the black man looked at each other and stopped talking. Seeing that he had left the blonde man speechless, a small Islander standing at the end was dissatisfied.

Fuck his grandmother. What do you call that? I just told a big truth. Are you going to court with me in the international court? Where is this and there?

Zhao Jianhui swept him with contempt and blurted out his sharp language

"You... You are unreasonable." In a hurry, the kid forgot what his mother said. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing: "I'm unreasonable? Your mother's robber logic, I don't care about you. "

He spoke English and Japanese for a while, and he also spoke a section of the Turkish language in Africa. This battle was comparable to the words of great Xia Zhuge in the Three Kingdoms. Han Qiyun was full of little stars. Cao Zhenqing opened his mouth wide, and the expression on his face didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Yuan Gang stamped his feet and shouted, "OK, that's good. I'm Ge. Xiao Zhao really has yours."

An Ziyuan a thumb: "Allah really admires you. Your silver is still quite good."

Zhao Jianhui smiled bitterly: "let's go. It's boring."

"Stop, you don't want to go. Look at your silly children. What's the significance of speaking a few foreign words? Do you know what you're doing? This is the capital. You openly abuse foreign students in the street? You're breaking the law, don't you know? And you, don't go. You must make an apology to me. Who did you just say was shameless? I didn't steal two or rob three or earn a man with you. Why do you say I'm shameless? " Zhao Jianhui wanted to go. The girl who first shouted to Han Qiyun just now didn't want to go. Her small face was very white with anger, pointing to Zhao Jianhui and yelling loudly.

"Yes, why do you call us? If you have the ability to go with some student girls, don't you have no money in your pocket? People who can't eat grapes and say sour grapes have virtue... "I don't see. This sister is probably from Tianjin. The word" Virtue "is very authentic.

"Xiao Wen, what's wrong with him? Call your second brother to practice him..." this must be a native of Beijing. The word "practice" in the last sentence, especially the word "practice" of "practice him", turns directly from three tones to a soft tone. It's really a lingering sound of swallows and Orioles, and the rhyme is really full.

Han Qiyun opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Zhao Jianhui pulled her and left. What else do you say? Now that people are not ashamed, they are proud. Isn't everything you're talking about superfluous? Can it be said that our group of Party school students and cadres in the main hall and deputy hall can still meet a group of little girls at the gate of the Party school? Since it can't be defeated in theory, it's better to leave

"Xiao Zhao, what are you doing with me? I'm so angry. If it were my daughter, I..." Han Qiyun was dragged into the school by Zhao Jianhui, and he was still angry.

Zhao Jianhui smiled: "sister Han, just because it's not your daughter, you can't slap her. It's time to start fighting again. Do you think we'll lose our identity when we stand in the street and fight with these people? When the police come, they may say we don't pay attention. "

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ge, if it's in my jurisdiction, I'll let someone catch it first and deal with it... But aren't we studying in the Party school? We don't have the same experience with their little children." Yuan Gang also helped Zhao Jianhui persuade Han Qiyun.

Han Qiyun couldn't help laughing: "Alas, I just can't see such people, that is, what kind of anger I have with them. Go, go to class... "

During the class, Zhao Jianhui thought more and more and felt a little uneasy. Those people said that Jin Yuanyuan was really Wu Fengjiao's daughter?

After class, Zhao Jianhui drove out of the school gate and involuntarily deviated. The way home was to the west, but he drove east to the road leading to B University. It seems that Wu Fengjiao said that her daughter was admitted to B University, but the whole campus of B university is so large and has several exits. Waiting on the road is undoubtedly looking for a needle in the sea, but Zhao Jianhui doesn't want to call Wu Fengjiao.

I don't know if she's what they're talking about. If I call her, Wu Fengjiao won't have to worry about dying? I'm sure I can't even eat dinner.

When Zhao Jianhui's car stopped outside the west gate of B University, just in time for the school of B University, a group of colorful clouds floated in front of the car, calling friends and calling younger brothers, chirping and excited like caged skylarks. Looking at these bouncing children, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help thinking of the time when he went to school. Six or seven years have passed. Young, nice!!

Among those people, some are walking together, some are walking alone by the side of the road, and some are picked up by cars, crowded and noisy at the door. It's not easy to find a little girl among these people. In addition, there are old people or children passing through this road. Zhao Jianhui's eyes are almost insufficient. He had to lean in front of the car body, open his eyes, and try his best to scan the physical condition of the people in front of him. He didn't look at those slim and bony little girls, but focused on the little plump figure, hoping to minimize the contraction range.

I seem to remember that Jin Yuanyuan is a little fat.

I don't know whether it was God's intentional arrangement or whether Zhao Jianhui's method was really effective. Five or six minutes later, Zhao Jianhui finally set his eyes on a girl.

The little girl is still a little fat. She is wearing a white sweater, stone blue jeans and a pair of casual sneakers. The light yellow socks on her ankles are not exposed from under her trouser legs when walking. The left sleeve of the sweater is rolled to the elbow of her arm, exposing a small snow-white arm, and a string of shining silver bracelets on her wrist, A thick and dense black shoulder drooping hair brocade is generally scattered on the shoulder. There are neat bangs in front of the forehead, round face, big eyes, hanging nose and lips, and pink Dudu is very popular. Although her figure is a little fat, she doesn't show a trace of bloated. In such a dress, she has a faint charming and beautiful demeanor.

Ha ha, this girl is very good at dressing herself at a young age.

Seeing that she came out alone, Zhao Jianhui immediately put down his heart and felt that he was too sensitive. I was about to go over and say hello to her, but I saw Jin Yuanyuan standing under a small tree on the side of the road. I didn't know who she was calling.

Soon, the girl I met in the morning ran over and pulled Jin Yuanyuan into a car nearby.