"Ruffian." Willow said. "This kind of person is a scoundrel."
The so-called ruffian means putting one's own position very low. He tells others that he is a piece of shit, and if you step on him again - won't the soles of your shoes be stained by shit
If you are barefoot or wearing a pair of cloth shoes, it doesn't matter if you step on them. At worst, wash your feet or change a pair of shoes. If you are wearing a pair of expensive leather shoes customized for you by a famous designer in Milan, it will be a bit bad to step on them. Although they don't care about the price of a pair of leather shoes, they don't like the stench that comes from their feet all the time.
"There is a garbage man's law popular in society now." Jiang Zhuliu smiled bitterly and said: "Many people are like garbage men. They run around everywhere and are full of negative garbage. Full of frustration, anger, jealousy, calculation, Hatred, full of arrogance and prejudice, greed and insufficiency, complaining, comparison, and not seeing others better than him. As more and more garbage accumulates in the heart, they will eventually need to find a place to dump it. Unfortunately, I happened to meet it Such a thing-----I was spat on, but I couldn't do anything as vulgar and rude as him."
"Is this the end of the matter?" Willow shook the red wine glass in his hand and asked with a smile. On both sides of him sat two women, one young and fashionable, the other plump and charming. The two women were of good looks, and there was no aura of prostitution about them. At first glance, she looks like a lady from a good family.
The two women appear to be peaceful and friendly on the surface, but they hide evil intentions in their words and deeds. In order to win Willow's favor, they always have to kill their opponents first.
This is exactly what Willow likes.
He likes women to fight for him and be jealous, and he likes women to fight for him. Also, he is a pretty fair referee. The final winner will eventually enter his arms and become the woman he loves in every possible way.
Temporary woman.
It was a game, and he played it endlessly.
Of the four beauties in the Flower City, Liushu is the most romantic. He is invincible in love and has never failed.
"Forget it?" Jiang Zhuliu narrowed his eyes and laughed. He poured the unfermented red wine in his hand into his stomach in one gulp, and said with a smile: "How could you just forget about it?"
"Master Jiang, who is this guy from?" someone asked curiously.
"Is this important?" Jiang Zhuliu said with a sneer. "This is the Flower City."
"Yes. This is the Flower City." Willow nodded. He put his arms around the sexy and plump woman, and the young girl on the other side immediately blushed and became extremely sad. "This is our territory. We can do whatever we want."
"You can do whatever you want--" Jiang Zhuliu poured himself another glass of red wine and said, "Lu Chaoge, it seems that she is going further and further away."
"Still like her?" Willow laughed. "I really can't believe that Mr. Jiang, one of the four beauties of our Flower City, is so infatuated. There is no grass anywhere in the world, so why should we have unrequited love for a flower? Have you ever thought that Lu Chaoge, whom you have been in love with for many years, might have been attracted by that person? The little teacher had sex, they hugged, kissed, and touched, and that ruffian used all the methods he could think of to possess him ----- If you think so, do you like her more?"
Jiang Zhuliu tried to use him to fight Fang Yan, which made Liu Shu feel extremely uncomfortable. If it could make Jiang Zhuliu feel uncomfortable, he wouldn't mind it.
"Liu Shu, do you believe I will tear your stinky mouth apart?" Jiang Zhuliu said, staring at Liu Shu fiercely.
"Hahaha, has it touched your mind? Everything is possible." Willow laughed wildly, as if he had encountered the most funny thing in the world.
The two top young men, Liu Shujiang Zhuliu, were quarreling while the others were silent, lowering their heads to drink and eat food, pretending not to hear what they were saying.
They cannot intervene in a fight of this level.
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Lu Chaoge wouldn't be surprised at all if Fang Yan suddenly gets angry and beats up Liu Shu or Jiang Zhuliu.
At that time, Chiba Yoshitake of Takehito's inspection team attacked Tangcheng from behind. Isn't that what he did
If we ask him to abide by discipline and rules, or ask him to always pay attention to influence and maintain his sanity, this is simply impossible to happen.
Fang Yan doesn't care about Liu Shujiang Zhuliu's status and background. If they really provoke him, he doesn't mind teaching them a lesson. Just as he slapped Jiang Zhuliu, you can know his character.
However, Fang Yan did not hit anyone.
Moreover, not only did he not hit anyone, he also planted a thorn in Liu Shujiang Zhuliu's skin with a few simple words. When they want to get close again, the thorns will pop out, stinging each other's bodies, making it difficult for them to hug as tightly as before.
Fang Yan, he is not a martial artist or a reckless man. He is scheming and wise. Martial arts masters are well-educated, which is scary to think about.
Fang Yan cut a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it gently, enjoying the delicious taste of the snowflake beef ribs flown from Australia.
"Eat. The food is getting cold." Fang Yan warned Lu Chaoge when he saw him standing there motionless.
Lu Chaoge pulled out his chair and sat across from Fang Yan. He picked up the knife and fork and cut the steak unconsciously, without any appetite.
"She has beautiful cars and mansions, rich clothes and fine food, and is recognized as the proud daughter of heaven." Fang Yan said. "It seems that your life is not as good as we thought."
"Who has an easy life?" Lu Chaoge said expressionlessly. "Everyone has his own difficulties. You have your difficulties, Willow has its difficulties, Jiang Zhuliu also has its difficulties——"
"You were right to reject Jiang Zhuliu." Fang Yan said. "This man is so arrogant. We were just having a meal together as normal subordinates and ordinary friends, and he brought people over to destroy the place. Is this what a man should do? I can't do it anyway. of."
"If you were him, what would you do?" Lu Chage asked.
"Just beat myself up, and then pull out a chair and sit across from you." Fang Yan said. "If you don't have magnanimity, you have to act magnanimously - you must have a unique temperament to attract women. Especially women like you. Right?"
"What is your unique temperament?"
"Me?" Fang Yan thought seriously and said, "Kindness grows naturally in my bones."
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The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the amount of rainwater on the ground that has no time to be discharged has risen to the point where it is already flooding the Jinshan Mountains.
The wind howled and black clouds rolled. The rain showers were so dense that it was difficult to see with the naked eye.
"I'll take you back." Lu Chaoge said while looking at the rain outside.
"If I had a car, I would tell you this." Fang Yan said sheepishly.
The main entrance of Sky One was still some distance away from the parking area, and the security guard ran over holding two umbrellas, one large and one small. He covered himself with a small umbrella, and covered Fang Yan and Lu Chaoge with a large umbrella, preparing to send them to the parking lot to pick up the car.
Crack!
Fang Yan's shoes got wet as soon as they came out of the rain forest. Lu Chaoge wore high heels and gained some altitude advantage.
The raindrops were heavy and fast, and Fang Yan and Lu Chaoge could only stick their bodies tightly together to avoid getting wet from the splashing rain.
Lu Chaoge's uniform skirt was blown by the strong wind and stuck tightly to his thighs. The exposed calves are dazzlingly white, and when raindrops fall on them, they give people a faint feeling of wetness and temptation.
A faint fragrance comes to your nose, like fresh orchids, it smells very good. Even with heavy rain and strong winds, Lu Chaoge still walked calmly and gracefully.
This woman does have her own merits.
In order to take good care of the guests, the security guard's clothes were soaked through and dripping wetly.
"Sorry to trouble you." Fang Yan said sheepishly.
"This is my job." The security guard smiled honestly. When he smiled, two small dimples appeared on his face. According to physiognomy, people with dimples on their faces are more painful. It seems that he must be a good son and husband.
After a pause, he added, "You are different from other guests."
"Why is it different?"
"No one has ever said thank you before," the security guard said.
In order to cover the strong wind blowing from behind and the rain that drifted in, the security guard tried his best to hold the umbrella as low as possible. Fang Yan and Lu Chaoge could only look forward, and their sight behind them was completely blocked.
Rumble-----
Lightning flashed and thunder roared, white light pierced the sky, and a huge hole seemed to be torn open in the sky.
For no reason, Fang Yan suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand up, and a strong chill hit his back.
Danger!
"Get out of the way." Fang Yan roared.
He pushed Lu Chaoge violently and threw him to the side, their bodies tumbling and sliding in the rain.
When the security guard heard Fang Yan's shouting, he didn't realize what was happening. Before he could turn around, his body was knocked into the air like a kite with its string broken.
His pupils were wide open and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.
All in all, why is there a super sports car rushing towards me from behind
Even if a car is coming, they should turn on their lights and honk their horns. How could they drive here so secretly? And how could you drive so fast in front of the hotel
He couldn't understand.
boom!
His body fell heavily, and then slid a long way in the muddy water before coming to a stop.
"Xiaobao-----" He tried hard to shout out the name, but a large stream of thick blood spurted out of his mouth.
Soon, the twitching of his body stopped.
Eyes wide open, eyes wide open.
The small black umbrella in his hand flew away, fluttering, and was carried to an unknown distance by the strong wind.