Chapter 282: Teach the Yellow-Haired Girl a Lesson

"It's really like the old lady is so foolish, right, I really think I'm a bully, right, the clothes on my body are fucking bad, you can step on the horse and wash it for me!" The yellow-haired woman scolded the old man who was held by her with her mouth wide open.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. The old man swallowed his saliva, his eyes dodged, and he kept nodding his head, and the silver thread at one end looked very abrupt in this noisy city.

"That's enough!" I knocked the yellow-haired woman by the old man's hand.

"Ouch. The yellow-haired girl also jumped on my hand, and quickly retracted her hand, covering the back of her hand where I hit her and screaming in pain.

The old man looked at me and at the yellow-haired woman, and it seemed that he didn't know who to help.

Of course, I won't say that I'm here to help the old man, otherwise according to the aggressive personality of this yellow-haired girl, maybe I'll get into trouble with the old man in the future.

"Who are you riding on?" asked the yellow-haired woman, stepping back and looking indignant.

"I always ask who the person is, is it good for you to step on the horse first and report your home, you are not polite at all, come out and make a fart. ”

"Who is the old lady, can you control it?" the yellow-haired woman raised her head, as if to prevent her momentum from weakening me.

"Who is that Lao Tzu who wants you to care?" I returned the yellow-haired girl's words to her as they were.

"Don't go, the old lady called someone over. The yellow-haired woman shivered angrily, glanced at me, and pulled out the large-screen smartphone from her good-looking bag.

The yellow-haired woman walked to the side with her mobile phone, apparently to call someone.

"Old man, you go first. I saw that the yellow-haired girl was on the phone, and I also took the opportunity to whisper to the old man who was at a loss.

"I, young man, don't force yourself, come with me. The old man looked at me worriedly, thought for a moment and said to me.

"You go first, you are not helpful to me here, you can only be a burden to me. I said to the old man with a cold face.

I'm not doing this because I'm disgusted with this old man, I can only say that honest people at the bottom of society have a kind of simplicity that is too considerate.

I didn't want the old man to worry too much about me, so I had to speak ill of me.

"Well, well, thank you. The old man looked up at me and got into the car.

"Hey, don't go!" At this time, the yellow-haired woman also noticed the departing tricycle, but the yellow-haired girl couldn't stop it.

After seeing the tricycle reversed, he chose another way to go around. At this time, I also secretly wrote down this car, and if I had the chance, I would have helped this old man.

"Mom, it must be you!" the yellow-haired woman walked up to me at this time, with an angry expression on her face, and looked at me with wide eyes and scolded.

"Do you know what I hate the most?" I asked in a cold voice with my hands in my pockets and a frown.

"What does the old lady know you hate when you ride a horse?" said the yellow-haired woman, looking at me like a fool.

However, the next second after she finished speaking, I stepped forward and slapped her face directly with heavy makeup.

In this quiet street, the sound of slapping in the face is particularly loud.

I withdrew my hand, rubbed it on my white coat and said, "Labor and management hate dogs that bite people." ”

The yellow-haired woman stared at me with a blank expression, and with hindsight reached out and touched her slightly red and swollen face, as if she couldn't believe what had just happened.

"You beat me, how dare you hit me?" the yellow-haired woman opened her mouth wide to wipe her lipstick, roared loudly, and tears faintly flowed from the corners of her eyes.

It seems that I made her doubt her life this time, she should be used to bullying people, and she didn't react to being ridden in the face for the first time.

"Hitting you is just a gesture, don't thank me. Go home and brush your teeth well, otherwise bad breath will be difficult to eradicate. I shrugged my shoulders and said to the yellow-haired woman with a nonchalant look.

At this moment, the yellow-haired woman rushed towards me with a big gasp, and the bag in her hand seemed to be about to smash my head. I glanced at the bag that had been smashed into my head, reached out and grabbed the strap directly.

The yellow-haired woman stood there and pulled her bag with both hands, her face flushed.

"Let me go!" said the yellow-haired woman, blushing at me, grabbing her bag with both hands and pulling it back.

"Oh. ”

In an instant I let go of my hand, and the yellow-haired woman stumbled and sat on the ground, the contents of her bag scattered all over the ground.

I leaned down and took the three hundred dollars bill that the old man had given her and stuffed it into my pocket.

"You're done riding!" the yellow-haired woman sat on the ground as if she was going crazy, her hands pounding the ground continuously, and tears flowed down her face.

I can't help but want to laugh when I see this scene, playing the role of a bad guy and at this time like a child who is bullied and has no chance of revenge. If outsiders don't know the inside story, they still think that I have something wrong with this yellow-haired girl.

"Yes, yes, I'm finished. "I picked up all the scattered cosmetics and stuffed them into my bag that had been torn and broken.

The yellow-haired girl was still sitting on the ground crying, and when I looked around, there was nothing else on the ground, so I threw the broken bag beside the yellow-haired girl.

I am not a person who likes to do things, I am not a person who likes to see righteousness and courage, and I still have a conscience as an ordinary person in my heart. I just hate the attitude of the yellow-haired woman towards the elderly, which reminds me of my neighbors, a couple of elderly people who are left out in the cold at home, and their children don't give a good face every time they come over, and they don't get the pension of the second elder and reveal their prototype. Our family also pity the old couple and basically entertain them every time. This yellow-haired woman blames her own attitude, and then she happened to be bumped into by me.

There was no wound on this yellow-haired woman's body at all, judging from the situation just now, it must have been because she crossed the street without paying attention, and when she reacted, she fell and fell to the ground. So all the things just now were her vexatiousness, wanting to get some benefits from the old man.

"If it's okay, I'll go. I pursed my lips, glanced at the yellow-haired woman sitting on the ground crying, and turned to leave.

But at that moment, I suddenly heard the sound of a motorcycle behind me, accompanied by a strong headlight.

I blocked my view with my hand, the motorcycle was from the direction where the old man had just driven the tricycle.

As soon as the engine gradually turned off, the motorcycle stopped behind me.

"That's you, right?!Dare to bully labor and management. A motorcyclist took off his helmet and yelled at me.

It was only after I got used to the harsh lights of the motorcycle that I could see what it was looking like.

I saw that this was a motorcycle with red flame spray paint, and the exaggerated shape looked like it should be a drag racing car. Standing next to the motorcycle was a tall young man in a black leather suit, who seemed to be the one who had just yelled at me.

Before I could speak, the tall young man approached me and saw him wearing sunglasses on his face and a nose ring on his nose.

"What do I ask you, did you hit my horse?" the young man pulled me by the collar as soon as he came up, but for a moment he was a little embarrassed that he did not pull me up with one hand. This young man is still quite thin, and it is estimated that most of the time is spent on his own dress.

"It's him!" Before I could say a word, the yellow-haired woman behind me said loudly.

I saw the young man look behind me, probably to see how his girlfriend was.

"Let me tell you, you're done riding your horse, have you ever asked who I am around here?" asked the young man, smugly raising the corners of his mouth.