Urban Hidden Dragon

Painted Skin Ghost is not afraid at all.

After all, the grumpy boss is sitting nearby.

She knew that her boss was very protective. She could bully her employees however she wanted, but there was no way for others to bully them.

I calmly took a bite of the skewers.

Painted Skin Ghost took another sip of his drink.

"Are you out of your mind? I have said it so clearly. Isn't this the reason to beat your son?"

The strong man rushed over, pointed at Painted Skin Ghost with a chair, and glared angrily.

"You fucking say it again!"

The two girls at the same table stood up one after another.

He looked at the strong man in horror, then at Painted Skin Ghost, and found that Painted Skin Ghost didn't take him seriously at all.

The Painted Skin Ghost looked down upon it and didn't take it seriously at all. It was just an international joke.

Following such a boss, I have seen many dangerous things, and this kind of little shrimp crawler doesn't take it seriously at all.

After taking a bite, Painted Skin Ghost licked the spicy oil on his lips and waved eagerly at Wang Han.

"Boss, I want to drink that sour plum soup!"

Wang Han ate the skewers and handed over the sour plum soup.

There are many people eating.

The movement here also attracted the attention of many people.

After seeing the strong man rushing over, everyone's eyes turned to him.

But he found that those two people didn't seem to take this strong man seriously at all.

With so many people looking at him, the strong man looked at him and saw that they were not looking down on him, which made him feel a bit embarrassed.

He picked up the chair and smashed it down on the table, trying to knock over the food of Wang Han and Painted Skin Ghost.

Wang Han raised his legs and lifted the table directly to the side.

The strong man's chair was smashed into nothing.

Immediately froze for a moment.

Apparently he didn't expect to be avoided.

The Painted Skin Ghost stood up angrily.

"Hey! Are you still being unreasonable? Your son is such an old man, and he yells in public places, can he have some quality?"

The strong man raised the chair in his hand and pointed at Painted Skin Ghost.

"My principles are principles! Other people's principles don't count!"

The little boy stood up, "You said this is a public place, what's wrong if my son makes a noise? Can he kill you?"

The painted skin is filled with ghostly fire that pops upwards.

Putting his hands on his hips, he said, "Then what happened to your son lifting up a girl's skirt? Does he still have a tutor?"

"I lift your skirt because I look down on you. If you hit my son! Then I'll never be done with you!"

Many people eating took out their mobile phones and wanted to take videos.

The woman grabbed a handful of mobile phones and smashed them, "You're taking pictures of your mother! Don't take pictures of my son's face! Otherwise, I'll kill your whole family!"

The little boy wiped away his tears. As the saying goes, the little boy ran up to him and tried to pull off Painted Skin Ghost's skirt.

The painted ghost was furious.

He just bent over and slapped him with a big mouth.

This slap was extremely firm.

The little boy was hit so hard that he flew away.

The little boy's mother rushed forward and wanted to fight the Painted Skin Ghost.

Painted Skin Ghost's fighting ability is nothing compared to Wang Han's level.

But if you put it among ordinary people, it would be easy to just put it on a few.

He threw the woman over the shoulder and knocked her to the ground. Feeling that his anger had not been fully vented, Painted Skin Ghost gave the woman another set of punches on her face.

The woman's nose was broken on the spot.

The tattooed brawny man lifted the chair and smashed it.

The Painted Skin Ghost ducked.

Kankan dodged the attack.

As soon as he turned his body behind the strong man, he stepped on the crook of the strong man's leg.

The strong man stumbled and knelt down on one knee.

Painted Skin Ghost picked up a wine bottle and gave it a solid blow to the strong man's head.

Blood flowed down along with the wine.

For the first time, Painted Skin Ghost felt why Wang Han always loved fighting. It was so exciting.

Beating this kind of person can not only vent your anger, but also eliminate harm for the people, and there is no psychological burden at all.

Feeling uneasy.

Painted Skin Ghost picked up the chair in the strong man's hand and banged it against the strong man.

The little boy was so frightened that he cried.

Painted Skin Ghost shook his hair and pointed at the little boy with the blood-stained chair in his hand, "Keep crying! If you cry again, I'll beat you! Shut up!"

The little boy was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth with his hands and twitched his body. Today he had taught the little boy a good lesson.

Unexpectedly, a voice suddenly came.

An aunt came over and hugged the little boy.

Turned his head and looked at Painted Skin Ghost.

"What's wrong with you little girl? Why are you scaring a kid?"

Painted Skin Ghost threw the chair, "His parents don't educate him well, I will help educate him!"

"He's just a kid!"

The Painted Skin Ghost laughed out loud when he heard such a typical comment.

"They are already five or six years old. They are not young anymore. If they are not educated, I don't know what they will be like in the future!"

The aunt held the little boy and wiped his tears.

He turned around and scolded Painted Skin Ghost angrily, "What are you talking about, little girl! Is it necessary to act like this for such a big deal? Do you know how much harm you have caused to the child's future life today?

Children are very playful and curious, so they lifted up your skirt and took a look. After taking a look at you, you won’t lose a piece of flesh. If you come up and make a move if you disagree with them, look at what scares the children. What’s wrong with them? There will be psychological shadow in my life from now on! Are you responsible? "

Painted Skin Ghost was immediately choked.

I can’t get fucked directly.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Han.

After all, she was still too young to deal with an old woman like this who had a mother's heart. She still had to find a gangster among gangsters like Wang Han to deal with her.

Wang Han peeled off the edamame and threw it into his mouth to eat.

"Tsk tsk tsk, aunt, how about you lift up your skirt and let this kid see it?"

The aunt immediately raised her eyebrows and pointed at Wang Han, "Why are you talking so shamelessly?"

"If you don't show it to him today, you won't lose a piece of your meat. What do you care about with a child? Do you know how much impact it will have on his future if you don't show it to him today? How much trouble it will cause on his future life path. ?Are you responsible?"

Auntie was immediately choked.

It is always magic that defeats magic.

The aunt once again used her classic words, "But is this the reason why you beat him? He is just a child!"

Wang Han clapped his hands.

"Auntie, I can see that there is a holy light in you. It is really detrimental to your character to argue with a mortal like me. You should not reason with me here.

Like this, you first take a plane to Leonardo da Vinci Square in Rome, then take the subway line A and get off at ottoviano san pietro station, and follow the flow of people. I think you are a cultural person and should be literate. You can also walk along the roadside. Follow the signs for St. Peter's Basilica.

In less than fifteen minutes, you can reach St. Peter's Square, and then follow the queue in the square to queue up. There are many people in the peak season, and you are of high quality, so you will definitely not be able to jump in line. You may have to wait in line for about an hour. After you are queued up, you can go directly into St. Peter's Basilica, free of charge.

There is the famous work "Lamentation of the Christ" by the Renaissance art master Michelangelo. You can go directly and ask the Virgin to get up. You can sit wherever you want to hold Jesus. "