I pamper the little baby in 80

Yuan Hongjun coughed subtly, and pointed to the faucet in front of him: "That...little comrade, this faucet is broken, why can't it be turned on?"

The boy glanced at Yuan Hongjun with wide eyes, snorted coldly, and pointed to another faucet beside him: "This one has been broken for several months, don't you know? You can use this."

"Hehe, okay, thank you." Yuan Hongjun rubbed his nose in embarrassment, just wanting to wash off quickly and leave.

The sound of rushing and flushing water continued, and no one spoke.

Yuan Hongjun tilted his head to catch the water, and saw the clothes that the boy had placed next to him, but a few brats secretly took them away.

He snapped back to his senses and turned to look at the boy: "Those people, did they take your clothes away?"

"Fuck! It's them again!" The boy came back to his senses, and angrily threw the towel on the ground, and Sa Yazi chased him out.

Hearing this, it's not once or twice. This is not a joke at all, but a very bad bullying.

Yuan Hongjun quickly picked up the towel and ran out following the boy.

A group of brats yelled and ran out of the alley on the west side, screaming strangely,

"Fake girl, Young Master Jiao, let him bare his buttocks to see if there are no little sparrows."

"Shameless, play hooligan."

The child was holding black trousers and underpants in his hands, his face full of pride.

"Little Chi, dare to punish me! Kill you!"

With a yell, the boy rushed out, kicked the child over the head, jumped on him, and punched him with a fist.

Slender legs, tight muscle lines, green body, wild and seductive.

Due to the posture of the beating, the boy's slender legs and bare buttocks glowed white in the sun.

Yuan Hongjun shook his head and laughed. This kid was dressed in a cold white skin, and he was especially eye-catching among a group of grizzled kids.

People in their forties in their previous life saw these little boys, they were just children.

He was just about to go up and pull a few people away, when suddenly the fighting situation escalated.

"Beat someone, the fake girl is beating someone, brothers, come on, beat Young Master Jiao!"

Five or six boys rushed up in a swarm, greeting the child with all their hands and feet.

Although the child was beaten with two fists and four hands, and was covered in white skin, he was beaten black and blue.

"What are you doing! Stop hitting, spread out!" Yuan Hongjun yelled, stepped over in a few strides, grabbed a boy by the neck, slipped up and threw it aside.

This group of children already had red eyes, and Yuan Hongjun's head was as big as a bucket.

The boy also dug very hard, and he didn't beg for mercy when he was beaten. If he caught one, he would beat him to death.

"Bah, shameless, and looking for help." The child was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was humiliated by the beating, and he couldn't get angry.

Picking up a brick from the corner, he was about to greet the boy on the head.

"Hey! Boy!" Yuan Hongjun's eyes turned cold, he clasped the man's wrist with one hand, grabbed the brick, and threw it behind him.

The red bricks hit the wall, shattered to pieces.

"What are you doing! Brick greets his head, smashes people to death, and wants to go to jail and eat wooden warehouses!!!"

Yuan Hongjun scolded coldly, his voice echoing in the alley.

183's stature is already tall, coupled with a resolute and serious face, now his eyebrows are slightly frowning, which is even more frightening.

The brats are instinctively afraid of adults, they were red-eyed just now, but now they have changed their minds, and when they heard that they were about to go to jail, they scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

When the boy saw someone running away, his shoulders slackened a bit, and he ignored Yuan Hongjun and hurriedly put on his trousers.

Yuan Hongjun cast a glance at the underpants hanging on the ground, and tried his best to suppress a smile: "This is your thing, take it back, and wash it carefully."