Chapter 2810: Little childhood: an endless fairy tale (22)

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Between the electric and the Flint, one side of the dust is extremely fast, and the right hand picks up the bottle on the table and slams it toward the edge of the table.
The glass is splashed and the sound of ‘sizzling’ is crisp.
Her speed is too fast, and the men and women on the scene don't even see how she picked up the bottle and came to Dajinya.
When they passed by, the sharpness of half of the bottle was already on the neck of the big gold tooth.
I saw the girl's faint gaze, a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, and the icy bottle showed the sharpness of the seven colors.
"You are right, the life and dignity of ordinary people like us in your eyes is not worth much." Luo laughed and smirked and shrugged and said: "Since it is dying, It’s better to stay with your dignity and to be with you."
The big golden teeth that had just been full of anger were softened, but the sharp bottle of wine had already reached his neck. He could pierce the artery if he was unstable.

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Everyone around took a sip of coolness and looked at Luo Ding with an incredulous look.
Dajinya is also a regular Muse, with a violent personality and rudeness. I was bullied by a lot of money and I was bullied by many people. I didn’t expect that I turned my head on the hand of a little girl today.
"You...what do you want to do?" Uncle Kim swallowed nervously, and he wanted to calm down and found himself unable to calm down.
This seemingly ordinary little girl said it was right, her life is so worthless, and if it is impulsive, it is really possible to die with him.
He has the right to have money and beauty, and he must not die with such a despicable life.
"I will ask you well, you can answer." Luo's voice is not light or heavy, but it is particularly cold.
"You... you said... you said." Jinda's teeth seemed to feel the sharp beer bottle passing over his superficial skin, and the thick blood slowly penetrated.
What is this little girl, don't think about going back completely this evening!
Although Jin Daya thinks so in his heart, he can only compromise on his face.
"What kind of grievances does this waiter named Xiao Li have with you?" Luo's dusty eyebrows slightly converge, his lips smacked: "I am easy to impulsive, I advise you to tell the truth."
"Luo Dust--" Dajinfang has not answered yet, Gu Zhu has instead called her name.
Her face was not very good. Obviously, she thought that she could laugh at the irony of the night, but she did not expect that the good play planned in her mind had not yet appeared. It seemed to be very difficult to understand.
"I have something to say, I don't want to talk to you." She looked arrogantly, with a cold light in her throat.
Like a person may not like each other, but hate a person must be annoying to each other.
Gu Zhu doesn't like her, she can't be polite to her.
And there are many ways to hate a person, but she likes the most direct one.
"This waiter sprinkled the cocktail on my skirt. This dress is a print out of Paris. It is a six-figure piece. You said that he should not pay for it." Gu Zhu’s biting teeth looked at Luo Dust. Road: "How? Poverty can be poor and poor? Do something wrong, 'no money' is finished?"
Gu Zhu’s words and sentences are powerful and have a taste of moral high ground.
It is a pity that she has eyes and can see clearly.