Vol 2 Chapter 5223:

Chapter 5223
The fifteen-year-old Liabi girl should be a mixed-race, and the representative dark complexion is slightly yellowish. It is not a glance of pure Libya. Even the color of the eyes is blue, very beautiful and large.
Xia Jinyuan looked at her, her eyes faintly sweeping through the shabby violin in her hand, and it was a good pull. The strings were not adjusted, and some of them lost their sound quality.
A group of Liabi girls sitting cross-legged on the wall of the wall, waiting for the guests to choose, they dare not take the initiative to meet, this is the rule, whoever dares to break the rules will disappear in the next day, no longer May return to the night scene that will allow them to survive.
The bar is also very simple, built with cement, surrounded by a circle of cheap plastic lanterns is a bar, Xia Jinjin walked to the bar, looked at the wine cabinet and ordered two cans of high-priced beer, on the other side, a few Libya boys They are dancing their national dances, passionate and unrestrained, full of joy.
Applause and whistles sounded. Some people directly threw the money into the ground. A big Libyan boy hurriedly picked it up and grabbed it. When he picked up a coin, someone lifted his foot on his palm and pressed it hard. .
It hurts a lot. The boy who can save money looks up and has a big smile on his face. He is always saying "thank you" to a foreign man who deliberately stepping on his own hand. It is just a five-dollar coin. He only earns one night. One dollar, five cents is very important to him.
Deliberately let the bad foreign men see this, not to laugh out, "haha" laugh, the ugly face like a mites crawling out of the stinking ditch makes people vomit.
The weak country has no dignity, even the dignity of the country. How much dignity does the people of this country have?
I didn't care how much the little boy's hand hurts, and no one would care if the little boy's self-esteem was trampled. There are too many such things, and seeing more is numb.
Xia Jinyuan retracted his eyes and gave himself a beer. He stood up and walked toward the man who was still laughing in the haha.
Sitting down at the edge of the mouth, drinking a beer, Major Davie saw this, a smile on his face. The Chinese soldiers came out to save the boy and create chaos. Is it easier to act?
It's a good idea.
Picking up the glass with only a half cup of whisky, David walked over the corner of the corner and Lia was walking over the girls. He thought they could act.
Over there, Xia Jinyuan’s shoulder hit the other side, and the beer in his hand was spilled. The foreign man with the shoe on the back of the boy’s hand was very uncomfortable and reached out to grab the neckline of Xia Jinyuan.
"The thing, what do you do for a good thing!" An opening, a thick burst of alcohol, this is a guy who drank whiskey and drunk.
The tiger's mouth was shot, single, and arbitrarily provoked, perhaps a mercenary who came to war in the country to make a fortune.
Xia Jinyuan raised his hand and pinched the other's wrist, and folded his wrist inward. "You drink, you need to be awake." With a little more effort, the other party hurts and screams.
Giving a little lesson Xia Jinyuan released a drunkard's hand and took a banknote from his pocket and walked toward the little girl who was still playing the violin.
The drunkard who has a pain in his wrist just wants to make trouble. He doesn't know from which corner two men appear, one that blocks the drunkard's way, one that clamps the drunkard's wrist, and smiles with the other side to leave.
(End of this chapter)