"Aren't you going to throw us out with our hair pulled? Fuck you, come on. Throw it now! The fat man stretched his neck and sent his head to the middle-aged man, chirping crookedly.

The fat man has never been a saint of noble character, nor has he been an elite aristocrat with enough city government and scheming since he was a child.

In fact, no one can expect a child who has lost his parents since the age of six to face society alone, and what noble sentiments can he have to repay grievances with virtue. He has no guidance from adults, nor does he have the care of adults. He doesn't even know what's right and what's wrong. All his faces, from the whites of his eyes and from beatings.

He is sensitive, petty, inferior, and vain. There is no ambition, and there is no elegance. There is only a cheeky skin that firmly protects his self-esteem and a green green space that insists on purity in his heart. At best, it's just a little more fantasy of acting as a little bully with dog legs in dreams and the stubbornness of small citizens who are not bullied and wronged in reality.

The fat man has a high IQ, and his premature independence in society makes it easy for him to accept some simple truths.

He doesn't get angry because the other party has chartered the venue. The world is not fair in the first place, and it never has been. Some people will never own a vanani garment for the rest of their lives, while others can buy one and wear it once and throw it away. This truth has been understood by the fat man on the day he knew that others had parents and he had lost them. Otherwise, why do other children have parents, but their own parents have disappeared from their lives?

That day, this little fat man, who had been a little cowardly under the care of his parents and had endless strange fantasies, hid in a corner where no one could find him and cried for a whole day, and then began to stubbornly face the world. Almost from that day, the fat man has grown up.

When some wealthy child shows off their toys in front of him, the fat man of six or seven usually turns away and sneers in his heart with disdain.

Show off your fart, who the is six years old and still playing with toys?!

When Lao Tzu has money, he will buy the world's most knowledgeable Jiang Chong, the gas doll company. Then eat in the design department every day and sleep on the production line! All the dolls are mine! It's all mine!

It is precisely because of this good mentality of using a lot of Mimi to anesthetize himself since he was a child that he has always had a fat man who neither hates power nor wealth. Moreover, in fact, he has now become a ten, nouveau riche. If needed, he also happily did such things as chartering. It's not for the sake of quietness, it's purely for the sake of proudly showing off.

The reason why he started beating people is simple. Because he was happy.

He was not a gentleman, and he never wanted to be one. Beat over the villains who flaunt their might in front of themselves, for every ,... The most instinctive thoughts of the small citizens. It's not enough to talk about the dragon's reverse scales that will be angry when it touches it, and it's not enough to be angry at the crown. It is purely the men's instinctive territorial consciousness and smallness towards their own women, and the eyes of the citizens will be repaid.

If you have to get a ten, a noble enough reason, then, for the fat man, it is because of those twenty, the idiot who attacked his chest in public and relied on his strength and power to bully others, tarnished the ten in his mind, the sacred profession of the pervert.

A true erotomaniac must have a noble character. In this profession, you can study women's underwear, study ** tricks and inflatable doll versions, hide in the corner and drool and read pornographic magazines, or lie on the floor to worship actress posters, and strive in different ways to promote the continuous progress of human reproduction action pattern renovation.

Even if you can't use your eyes like a fat man to make the cup accurate to millimeters, and even use your professional knowledge to solve the case, you must not use your power and power to molest his female companion in front of another man in public! Shiqi is a woman who molested the fat man, and it was purely the old birthday star who hanged herself, and she was afraid of a long life.

Since the other party was bullying and wanted to grab Helen and Meiduo's hair and drag them out, the fat man did not hesitate to retaliate with a tooth for a tooth, beating him with one Buddha and two Buddhas ascending to heaven, with more carving... With a thin mouthful of spit, Bong returned the humiliation that these people tried to inflict on themselves.

Even if his status is no longer the little fat man who is sloppy, he still insists on this simple and direct belief very firmly. If anyone is not used to it, what big truths are told, what snarky accusations are excessive, the fat man usually accompanies only one word.

Bah!

Looking at the fat man who stretched out his neck and handed his head to the middle-aged man, the people around him stammered one by one, and their mouths were open enough to stuff a big duck egg.

The short but violent aesthetic of the fight, the splashing glass, the upside-down human body and the punches and kicks that broke through the air were so amazing that many people still can't come back to their senses. With one enemy and six, the fat man beat six brutal bodyguards. What can be destroyed is a power that ordinary people can't contend with.

Many of the men present clenched their fists.

If everyone only sympathized with the fat man who was stupidly trying to enter Fannani with two female companions, then now, Si Qing has evolved into worship. Thinking back to the previous battle scene, recalling the picture of the ten, the strong bodyguard, who was knocked to the ground one by one by the fat man who was beaten north by the galloping guide, people were short of breath and couldn't help themselves.

It was the fiercest and most unbelievable battle they had ever seen. This battle will be a topic of boasting to their relatives and friends for a long time to come.

People looked mockingly at the middle-aged man standing in place. The arrogant faces of this guy and his bodyguards just now seem to be still in front of them, and now, they have become a group of local chickens and dogs.

They brought it upon themselves. When they bully others with their strength and become accustomed to it, I'm afraid they didn't think they would be where they are today.

In the center of the crowd, the middle-aged man who wiped the spit on his face, his arrogant and indifferent expression had completely disappeared, and his face was iron-blue.

A twinkle in his slender eyes, looking at the fat man who handed his head to him in horror and viciousness.

The middle-aged man simply admitted that this time he was blind.

He didn't look at the six bodyguards lying on the ground. Instead, he glanced at the store.

In the crack behind the shattered shop window, he saw a pair of bright and moving eyes, looking at the fat man in front of him with a hint of indifference and coldness.

As soon as he saw these eyes, the middle-aged man's frightened emotions calmed down suddenly.

Those were the eyes of the young lady.

The fat man in front of him may not know that when the young lady's eyes, which are always full of smiles, become cold. Then, the person in her sight can already prepare for the future.

Even though the middle-aged man himself has been following the young lady for more than ten years, he will not leave an inch. Sometimes, under the gaze of these eyes, I instinctively feel fear.

She is the jewel in the crown of Feiyang's high society and the dream girl of all the young officers of Feiyang. She is a showy poppy and a sweet cup of poisoned wine. More importantly, she is Admiral Li Fo's most beloved sister, and she is also the de facto controller of capital, technology and all underground forces in the Li Fo Group!

She has a nice name, Sebala.

During the years when Li Fo was suppressed, the name was originally in high society and was not very respected. But since ten years ago, her suave and powerful Wenfu inexplicably drowned in the washbasin in the bathroom during a banquet after doing something sorry for her, no one in Chu Yang's high society dared to put this name on his lips as the protagonist of lace news.

No one was sure that the man had died at the hands of his wife.

However, everyone remembers that day, wearing a silk cheongsam like water, with her hair in a high bun, with a charming smile in her charming eyes like silk, and her tall and soft body, she fluttered like a butterfly in a banquet full of dignitaries, holding a wine glass, and chatting and laughing with everyone.

Seeing the phoenix eyes in the specialty store, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and stood in place, letting the various eyes of the surrounding crowd nail his body like lasers, motionless.

Angry and humiliated, he knew how vulnerable his thin body was compared to a fat man who could easily knock down six bodyguards. I also know that all I have to do now is just stand here quietly.

It won't be long before the fat man understands that his superhuman prowess will bring him a nightmare at the same time as a brief moment of pleasure. Now, if he wants to be arrogant, let him be arrogant enough,

"Don't lose it?" The fat man rubbed his neck and gently patted the middle-aged man's face with his hand, "Then can I go?" The fat man's palm was very heavy, and the middle-aged man's head was tilted, and his cheeks were flushed with shameful blood.

"Tell your friend" The fat man glanced thoughtfully at the store where Nani was forbidden, and Chun Chun taught, "Rich and powerful, it's not a big deal." There are always people you can't afford to mess with. Look at me, how low-key?! ”

"You can't go." The middle-aged man's eyes finally met the eyes of the fat man. In his slender eyes, a trace of vicious hatred flashed. He had already seen dozens of big men in black suits appear outside the crowd, rushing in all directions, rushing towards this side. The crowd was pushed away, and there was a commotion.

"Really?" The fat man looked at the middle-aged man with a smile, and his eyes suddenly turned to meet the gaze in the store.

The eyes of the store disappeared, and a moment later, surrounded by several trembling clerks and two expressionless but identical-looking beautiful girls, a woman in her thirties with a graceful body stepped on the glass shards on the floor and walked out of the door of Fannani.

As soon as she saw the ten, the woman, Helen's pupils suddenly contracted. As the fat man's confidential secretary, she quickly said a word in the fat man's ear.

"Edward, let's go."

When dozens of people in black squeezed into the crowd and surrounded the fat man, Helen, and Meiduo, Barbara said lightly to the middle-aged man.

As she spoke, her eyes, which were tilted upwards and looked bewitching, turned slightly. His gaze swept over the fat man, as if he saw air, without the slightest pause.

From the moment she walked out the door to the time she spoke, she was so calm. It was as if everything that had just happened at the door did not exist for her.

That's not pretentious eyes, that's the person standing at the top of the pyramid, facing ordinary people like ants, naturally showing neglect.

"Yes. Miss. The middle-aged man bowed respectfully and didn't say a word. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he glanced at the fat man.

The black-clothed strong men around him had already surrounded the three fat men. Several of them lifted up their companions who were lying on the ground. The others, with expressionless faces, walked up to the fat man and Helen Medo.

"Come with us."

The black-clothed man in the lead had a face sinking like water. The voice was as cold as an iceberg, with an unmistakable strength. Beside him, several bodyguards had already reached into their arms. Judging from their posture, it was clear that what they were holding in their arms was an energy pistol that was useless even with their fierce fists and feet.

"What are you going to do?" The fat man, who was extremely arrogant just now, saw the hands of several black-clothed people beside him in his arms, and suddenly panicked, and shouted in his mouth: "Why should I go with you, I won't go!" ”

"Sir" saw that things were about to kill someone, and the female manager who led the security guard mustered up the courage to step forward and said to the man in black, "I think, it's just a misunderstanding, can you?"

Before the female manager could finish her words, she ...... her voice stopped abruptly.

An energy gun had been put on top of her head.

Under the cold muzzle, the feet of the handsome middle-aged female manager softened all of a sudden. Her lips trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

This time, there was no screaming around.

The crowd of onlookers was silent under the cold-eyed gaze of dozens of black-clothed people. Some girls covered their mouths and buried their heads in the arms of their pale boyfriends, trembling all over.

"Let's go." The man in black in the lead took out the gun from his arms.

"Don't go!" The fat man shook his head innocently, and the pig said angrily, "I can't leave"

This time, even Barbara, who was already about to turn around and leave, couldn't help but look back.

Perhaps impatient with such a conflict, one of the Li Sheng girls beside him said coldly to the man in black who was in the lead: "Break their legs and take them away." ”

The vulgarity of the girl, without the slightest feeling and mood swing. Her beautiful face, big eyes like water, and her cold expression and cold tone formed a stark contrast.

In the sound of gasps around him, the fat man's gaze met Barbara's slanted eyes, and suddenly smiled at her weirdly, "I'm not leaving, and you can't go either." ”

The corners of Sebala's mouth pulled up a charming and cold arc.

She really wanted to know how long this fat man could endure torture in her own hands without collapsing. is also a fat man, and he may be a good plaything as a stand-in for the fat man who makes himself unhappy as the ten.

Suddenly, though, Sebala's smile stiffened. When she was in this company, the expression of Sister Li Sheng beside her also became extremely sluggish.

Three of the five red laser sights were nailed to the center of the eyebrows of the color Barra and the suns on both sides**. There are also two stripes, which are nailed to the eyebrows of the twin sisters.

"It's boring." With a gruff voice, Stewart's tall body appeared in front of everyone. Behind him, hundreds of heavily armed soldiers were pouring out of the stairwells, escalators and elevators of the mall. In the sunny sky in the center, dozens of soldiers fell from the sky, and several sniper rifles were already set up around.

Stewart walked through the crowd that automatically separated, walked up to the fat man and saluted, and then, a ten, holding a strong ten soldiers with weak automatic energy who could beat an elephant into no two or two blood clots in an instant, rushed up, and three waited for ten, and tied the man in black who was already sluggish and had a mouse trap.

"You can afford to mess with him?" After saluting the fat man, Stuart, who firmly remembered that the fat man had to slap people in the face, slapped the leader in the face with his backhand, and the appearance of the broom was exactly the same when the fat man slapped people before the New Year. He waved his hand viciously, "Bring it back to me home." ”

The sudden change made everyone present stupid. Looking at the soldiers in front of him, after a moment of silence, the crowd suddenly erupted into an excited uproar.

Especially the female manager who was pointed at the head with a gun pointed at her, her teary eyes widened and she cried with joy.

Everyone had already recognized the soldiers in blue uniforms. Not so long ago, this army simply overthrew the entire Hankyung. It was also from that time that they got to know this army, which was known as a relative of Lao Yun and Shuai Li Cun, and also saw the arrogance of this army in the face of Feiyang's 31st Army.

It's not good for that woman and her bodyguards to provoke anyone, and they dare to provoke this gang of fierce gods, I don't even know how the dead word is written!

The wicked need to be grinded by the wicked. The dozens of black-clothed bodyguards who were still majestic just now are like dozens of little white guards who have been held in the mouths by wolves in front of the ten soldiers of the vicious bandit army.

Barbara, who was graceful, suddenly lost her bloody lips under the guns of the bandit soldiers. The two Li Sheng sisters next to her, although the expressions on their faces were still cold, there was still irrepressible shame in their eyes.

At this moment, their feelings, as if they were suddenly picked up by someone in front of everyone.

Just as Sebala and the two girls were about to be escorted away with shame and hatred at the guns of the bandits, Stewart suddenly waved his hand and said to the soldiers behind the three: "What are you doing with such an old woman back?" Disgusting or not, hurry up, let them get out. ”

The black-clothed bodyguard, the middle-aged man, was pushed and escorted away by the bandit soldiers. The fat man and the two girls also talked and laughed with the bandit major general and left.

In the entire shopping mall, there are only ten left, the woman and the twenty beside her, Li Sheng girl. Looking at their blue and white faces, everyone had a deeper understanding of the evils of these bastards of the bandits.

A plucked phoenix is inferior to a chicken. Even in Fannani's clothes, these three incomparably beautiful women are like three chickens in soup that have been splashed with footwater.

Old woman, disgusting the mouth of the major general of the bandit army, it is too poisonous.

Sera did not rush away in shame because of the gaze of others.

She faintly looked in the direction the fat man left, remembering the meaningful eyes of the guy after taking off his sunglasses at the end, and clenched her fists tightly.

Even though his face had changed significantly, he was still instantly recognizable after removing his sunglasses.

It is a war that never ends, without any rules, without any mercy and tolerance.

The flames of war have been ignited. Not at tomorrow's mecha test meeting, but today, in this crowded mall, it began with an unexpected encounter.