The station is mixed with dragons and snakes, from time to time there are small gangsters in the flow of air in the crowd drilling, two eyes dripping around, when meeting a single woman, it is a tight rubbing of people's bodies squeezed, hands are not honest, fast sneak attack, if women scold, it is said that accidentally touched, if there is no response, and long and beautiful, will keep squeezing from people's side, and even will stay around people for a while. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bad guys, I spit on them fiercely, why are there such bad people in the world, other girls' innocent jade bodies are prepared for their husbands, and they have no right to touch them.

Yes! I whispered, a big dirty hand squeezed my upright jade buttocks, it hurt hot, and there was a burning feeling.

"Nasty!" I can't let them go, I have to give the most severe counterattack, "You bad guy, the iron fist of the people's dictatorship will definitely punish you, and the police uncle will also arrest you and put you in a small black room." ”

I sternly warn them.

They grinned at me, not the slightest fear or shame, still complacent, carried away by touching the pure and noble me.

I ignore them, this kind of little ruffian can only let the 6cm people deal with them, use Fusang long knives, whip them with horsewhips, live in New China but do not have a little sense of ownership, they will be nervous, bully their compatriots, and have the ability to go to Indonesia to fight with the natives.

If you don't sleep in the middle of the night and wander around the train station, you think you're a gangster, me! The underworld is all about playing shootouts with the police, and they will go to the train station to harass the women of good families.

The long queue walked very slowly, more than an hour passed, but it only moved forward 2 or 3 meters, and from time to time someone cut the line, causing the people behind to scold, viciously cursing the ancestors of the people who cut the line, and even the bones and stubble buried in the ground were not spared.

But what was cut in line was as steady as Mount Tai, and after the scolding was dry, it died down.

There is no quality, I despise them fiercely, there is no quality in cutting in line, and there is no quality in scolding,

Buying a ticket to buy a ticket until the ancestors crawled out of the grave with bone stubble, and let the family's own 'weapons' endlessly care for dozens of times, it can be regarded as more than worth the loss.

However, I think that those who use bone stubble to cuckold their wives may not be able to obtain the legendary happiness, so they are also failures. It should be two people who go out to find a hidden place in the corner where no one is around, and do a good job, that is the foundation of happiness.

The train station is really a condensation of the world, the gangsters have not left, and there is another person who reaches out to ask for money, seems to be an old dragon clock, holding a bumped porcelain enamel jar, with a trembling hand in front of you, two misty eyes, pitiful looking at you, lips trembling to stop talking.

When you turn your head, he will gently pull you with a hand like a bird's claw, looking at him, I think of the 97-year-old sweet potato grandfather, now that grandfather is more than 100 years old, right?

In the same way, why do some people support themselves and others beg to survive?

I don't remember who said that the poor must have something to hate. I don't know whether to hate him or pity him.

I came out in too much hurry, I had no change on me, I shook my head gently at him, told him that there was nothing I could do, but the water ran down my cheeks, although I knew that seven or eight times out of ten begging people were cheating, but my sensitive and kind little heart still couldn't bear to see the helpless begging old man.

But I did not dare to give him alms, because, as soon as I gave alms to him, more beggars would rush over, and there would be four or five such people in the long queue.

They should have an organized division of labor, and even arrange shifts, eight hours a day, three shifts, although this kind of thing has not been reported, but from my review of tens of millions of books in ancient and modern China and foreign countries, I clearly know this, they are all people controlled by the underworld, after begging every day, they have to pay money to the boss of the underworld, I can't help their evil wind.