The angry gangster was blind, and a brick smashed through the back window of the tattoo shop. The shop owner is a gangster with tattoos on his arms. He wants two thousand yuan just by opening his mouth without blushing.
Jiang Huai pretended to be cool and flaunted his title of "Fuxian No. 2 Middle School is best not to mess with men", but little did he know that the person in front of him was a senior who had "won" official certification.
Even more difficult to mess with than him.
From then on, two thousand became twenty thousand, and Zhou Yunchuan was like a piece of dog skin plaster. No matter where he went, Jiang Huai had a feeling of powerlessness that he couldn't get rid of.
"You don't have to worry about my family's affairs!"
"You've been living longer than I have, so why do you have the nerve to open your mouth?"
"I want a side of sweet and sour pork ribs."
"Zhou Yunchuan, you are sick! Do you have a fucking chuunibyou?"
"Is there a lighter?"
"Zhou Yunchuan! Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
"Do you have money? Lend me some..."
…….
"Zhou Yunchuan, who was that person just now?"
"Are you that one?"
"Why? You can't be a human being after serving prison time?"
"Don't think that just because you have two broken letters tattooed on your finger, you think you can grab some shit and be free. I'm telling you! The only one you can fucking grab now is me!"
…….
1V1, keep sweet and cooked.
The irritable straight-ball super hitter [Huai] vs. The outsider pull and the inner softness, super stable mood [Sichuan]
Purpose: Resisting violence is everyone's responsibility