When you go to the street and see a car that is not as good as your own, you will call others poor;

Some time ago, a high school student wearing Metersbonwe accidentally rubbed milk tea onto his Dior coat, and he beat him into a concussion. When his parents arrived, he scolded him: "The family is poor. Hang on, selling your whole family is not worth a piece of my clothes!"

After finishing speaking, he walked away without compensating a penny of medical expenses.

Last night, he went out to catch a dinner. Seeing a traffic jam, he drove his Maserati on the sidewalk in the wrong direction, forcing the rider to carry the car to the side of the road to make way for him. As a result, an old man moved a little slower At one o'clock, when he got out of the car, he kicked the old man into the green belt on the side of the road, and then spit on the other side's face, cursing: "Cao Nima is so poor, how dare you block my way? This kick One kick, and next time I will fucking kill you, an old bastard!"

After speaking, drive away directly.

Even just now, he had no quality and robbed someone else's parking space, and ended up getting in the car. Instead, he scolded Dong Ruolin and Ye Chen for being poor as soon as he opened his mouth. The degree of arrogance can be seen.

If the word "poor hanging" is engraved on his forehead now, it would be the best punishment for his life, his character, and his actions!

Seeing the boy struggling back and forth and not allowing himself to engrave the words, Hong Wuye immediately gritted his teeth and cursed: "If you cooperate honestly, I will engrave two words on your forehead, but if you are fighting wits and courage with me here, then I'm sorry , I not only want to engrave the word "Qiandao" on your forehead, but also on the left and right sides of your cheeks, I want to carve the Chinese character "Qiandiao!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Hong felt puzzled, and said again: "That's right! Don't you just think that your father has made two dollars in the past two years, so you are the one who is floating? Then I will have your father arrested, Carve the four characters of poor father on his face! Then tell him, all this is thanks to you!"

Liu Ming was really scared!

Although my family has some money, it's impossible to go against Mr. Hong Wu!

The younger brother of Fifth Master Guanghong can chop his own family into minced meat with one knife!

Moreover, Hong Wuye is above the Song family. Who doesn't know that Hong Wuye is a dog of the Song family on the road?

However, even if he is just a dog of the Song family, he is definitely not someone who can provoke him!

If he really engraved the word "poor hanging" on his face, how would he see people in the future?

If he really engraved the words "poor father" on his father's face, how would his father see others in the future?

At that time, my father would be so angry that he would strip himself alive!

So he could only cry while pleading: "Uncle Hong, please be merciful, can the engraving be smaller?"

"Get out!" Hong Wuye slapped him on the face directly, and cursed: "You still fucking bargain with me?"

With tears in his eyes, Liu Ming was extremely wronged and frightened, but he didn't dare to say another word to Hong Wuduo.

Hong Wu had someone grab his head tightly, and was about to carve the word poor on it with a dagger.

Ye Chen took out his phone and turned on the video recording.

Although Liu Ming begged him to engrave it smaller, how dare he neglect Ye Chen?

So go as big and deep as possible!

This one word occupies half of the forehead.

Moreover, I have to say that Hong Wu's handwriting is too fucking ugly!

This poor character is not as good as a primary school student's writing.

Hong Wu even made amends for himself, and said with a hey smile: "Master Ye, I'm not used to carving words with a knife, and I'm a bit ugly..."

Ye Chen sneered and asked, "To be honest, how many years have you been studying?"

Hong Wu laughed, and said: "I have been studying for several years, I have graduated from elementary school, but it is true that I did not study hard in six years of elementary school..." JrNovels.com