Chapter 3862: Lao Tzu shot, the scene of the blood star

After hearing this, the driver's adjutant was proud, but he didn't want to pay the hundreds of dollars, a few hundred dollars, which is a lot of money, enough for him to eat several supper. Wouldn't it be a waste to give these waste passers-by?
Just play around with them.
So he pulled his face: "Fart! No photo is counted as a ball? No picture, no money! Go! Go! Don't get in front of me! Go!"
Those passersby were dumbfounded.
Bai worked hard, and was beaten by Song Song fans without telling them. He couldn't get a single hair after turning his head back. Isn't it too miserable?
However, the driver's adjutant was very arrogant. Seeing that the few people were still not leaving, he was so angry that he stood up, kicked and kicked to the ground.
"Don't get out! Waiting for the uncle to kick you to death, right?"
Seeing that this person is really a ruthless character, passers-by did not dare to entangle them, so they had to admit that they were unlucky and ran away in a rush.
The driver's adjutant cleaned up the poor people, even more proud, and said to the guards proudly: "See you, this kind of low-income petty citizens are just owed! Do something to the uncle, and dare you to be paid? Let them? It's a bunch of bugs who don't understand the rules..."
The guard asked curiously: "Dare to ask the uncle what you asked them to do?"
"Isn't that little bit of Song? Just now at the door, I dared to be disrespectful to me, huh, and didn't want to think about whose world it is now. She thought it would be great to hook up a guy to bed? Her guy had already fallen. It’s a bald chicken, she’s also a pretty slut~~women, she doesn’t know yet? Dare to challenge me and let her die..."
The guard gasped.
What, this person actually provokes the President's guest, Miss Song Song? He also scolded Chief Gong Qing like this... It's... so tired and crooked.
At this moment, Gong Qing stood not far away coldly, squinted at the driver, performing like a beam jumping clown.
He asked Song Song in a deep voice: "He was looking for someone just now, so he troubled you?"
Song Song smiled bitterly: "I thought I was really famous, and there were people who made trouble for me when I walked on the road. They wanted to throw rotten eggs at me. I didn't expect that someone deliberately designed it behind the scenes. It turned out that I was not famous. Think about it. It's really a little lost, haha..."
It’s no wonder that outside the cafe, she always feels weird, so she said, how come so many righteous people suddenly appeared in this world, wanting to denounce her, full of benevolence and morality’
But it turns out that morality is fake, and money is real.
Irony!
Where is this kind of person more noble than her and brother?
At least, the love between her and her brother did not affect anyone
But these people's greed and wretchedness are polluting the world.
However, her sense of humor is also increasing day by day. In this case, she can calmly make jokes, make fun of herself, and complain that she is not famous enough.
Gong Qing did not smile.
He held it in the palm of his hand, cold and afraid of freezing, the little woman who was afraid of the heat, was actually humiliated face to face by such a lowly person who is not as good as a pig and dog, behind the design?
I killed him!
"You go back to the room first, and I will take action later, the scene is too bloody, the baby can't watch it well." Gong Qing said coldly, his palms squeezed, and the joints creaked.
Song Song blinked nervously.
How can she go at this critical moment?
The point is not to clean up the adjutant driver, but to let Gong Qing see the adjutant road.
This episode was unexpected, and it shouldn't be because of this that her original plan was destroyed.
Song Song pursed his lips, and reminded softly: "Brother, how come you look familiar from the back?"
In the duty room, the driver’s deputy and the guard were drinking tea, eating snacks, and chatting.
On the military loading truck next to him, there was a silent back, with tattered clothes and blood stained and blue arms, and he was constantly moving goods.
The driver had to order this person to use manpower to carry work that could be done with loading and unloading machines.